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Jul 28, 2008 11:52 EDT


Those who would give up essential liberty to purchase a little temporary safety deserve neither liberty nor safety.
  - Benjamin Franklin

I've been thinking a lot lately about how one man can change the world, but only superficially. Jesus Christ, murdering crusaders, gay attacking homophobes, etc, etc. Mohammad, martyrs, women treated like crap. Budhha, sect after sect missing the entire point. Washington and Franklin, George W. fucking Bush and the ridiculousness of current American politics and international affairs.

There are no good ideas any more, no revolutions of thought. Hundreds of years ago a single idea couldn't survive the masses, so what chance do any of them have now? Today if you think outside the box you end up in prison, or outcast, or whatever anyone can do to you to keep you from making a real difference.

These days all we seem to have are scientific breakthroughs, most of which don't affect anyone's life in any real way. We strive to live longer, but most of us have no idea how to live to begin with.

tags: human behaviour, philosophy, religion

music: Death From Above 1979 - Dead Womb

mood: disillusioned

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a duel of personalities, that stretch all true realities

Jul 3, 2008 14:56 EDT


  'Alone I go now, my disciples! You too must go away now, and alone. Thus I will it.
  'Verily, I counsel you: go away from me and guard yourselves against Zarathustra! And better still: be ashamed of him! Perhaps he has deceived you.
  'The man of understanding must be able not only to love his enemies, but also to hate his friends.
  'One repays a teacher poorly if one always remains only a student. And why would you not pluck at my wreath?
  'You revere me; but what if your reverence should some day collapse? Be careful lest a statue fall and kill you!
  'You say you believe in Zarathustra? But what does Zarathustra matter? You are my believers: but what do any believers matter?
  'You had not yet sought yourselves: then you found me. Thus do all believers: that is why all belief is worth so little.
  'Now I bid you lose me and find yourselves; and only when you have all denied me will I return to you.
  'Verily, with different eyes, my brothers, shall I then seek my lost ones; with a different love shall I then love you.
  'And once more you shall have become my friends and children of one hope: then will I be with you for the third time, that I may celebrate the Great Midday with you.
  'And this is the Great Midday, when the human stands in the middle of its path between beast and Overhuman and celebrates its way to evening as its highest hope: for it is the way to a new morning.
  'Then will the one who goes under bless himself, that he may be one who goes over: and the sun of his understanding will stand at midday for him.
  '"
Dead are all Gods: now we want the Overhuman to live" -may this be at the Great Midday our ultimate will!'

This spoke Zarathustra.

I'd really like Nietzsche if he didn't flat out hate women.

tags: philosophy

music: Nine Inch Nails - Dead Souls

mood: contemplative

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