Achilles:
I'll tell you a secret. Something they don't teach you in your temple.
The gods envy us. They envy us because we’re mortal, because any moment may be our last. Everything is more beautiful because we’re doomed. You will never be lovelier than you are now. We will never be here again.
Troy 2004 by Wolfgang Petersen
I'll tell you a secret. Something they don't teach you in your temple.
The gods envy us. They envy us because we’re mortal, because any moment may be our last. Everything is more beautiful because we’re doomed. You will never be lovelier than you are now. We will never be here again.
Troy 2004 by Wolfgang Petersen
“It’s peculiar to me that everybody pays so much attention to living and so little to dying. Why are these high-powered scientists always screwing around trying to prolong life instead of finding pleasant ways to end it? There must be a hell of a lot of people in the world like me—who want to die but haven’t got the guts.”
They Shoot Horses, Don’t They? by Horace McCoy
They Shoot Horses, Don’t They? by Horace McCoy
We are so isolated form everything! But isn't everything equally inaccessible to us? The deepest and most organic death is death in solitude, when even light becomes a principle of death.
In such moments you will be severed from life, from love, smiles, friends and even from death. And you will ask yourself if there is anything besides the nothingness of the world and your own nothingness.
On The Heights Of Despair Emil Cioran
In such moments you will be severed from life, from love, smiles, friends and even from death. And you will ask yourself if there is anything besides the nothingness of the world and your own nothingness.
On The Heights Of Despair Emil Cioran
Roughly two weeks ago I finished reading The Boxer by Jh quite an interesting read, but a line from a certain panel keeps floating in my head
You may think you've built many relationships during your lifetime.....but when facing death....you come to realize that you are completely alone
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The Complete Harvard Classics 2020 Edition - ALL 71 Volumes: The Five Foot Shelf & The Shelf of Fiction
Author(s): Charles W. Eliot; Moon Classics
Publisher: Moon Classics
Year: 2020
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Author(s): Charles W. Eliot; Moon Classics
Publisher: Moon Classics
Year: 2020
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What you call accomplishment is just a way of distracting yourself from the crushing despair of your own mortality.
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Julius Bahnsen in 1847, said when he was 17 years old. “Man is a self-conscious Nothing,”
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he feels the looming of madness and wants to find death before losing even such ability.
The Last Messiah By Zapffe
The Last Messiah By Zapffe
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“I was just thinking ….. that here we sit, all of us, eating and drinking to preserve our precious existence and really there is nothing, nothing, absolutely no reason for existing”
Jean-Paul Sartre Nausea
Jean-Paul Sartre Nausea
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Feuerbach and Marx were wrong to say that humans transpose their own essence into God, for what they really put there is ‘the degradation of their own essence’
Humans, instead of revering their own baseness in God, now venerate it in themselves. For in all religion the worst violence (murderous cataclysms, grievous mortal illnesses inflicted upon children, lives absurdly cut down by ‘fate’) are ordinarily reserved for God . . . But if humans are made God, then why should they deprive themselves of the same sorts of actions? All the crimes of God become accessible to humans, and the deified human can always justify them with the same subtlety as that of the theologian deciphering the superior goodness of the Lord in natural catastrophes.
The Divine Inexistence, excerpts translated by Graham Harman from the unpublished French manuscript of L’Inexistence divine.
Humans, instead of revering their own baseness in God, now venerate it in themselves. For in all religion the worst violence (murderous cataclysms, grievous mortal illnesses inflicted upon children, lives absurdly cut down by ‘fate’) are ordinarily reserved for God . . . But if humans are made God, then why should they deprive themselves of the same sorts of actions? All the crimes of God become accessible to humans, and the deified human can always justify them with the same subtlety as that of the theologian deciphering the superior goodness of the Lord in natural catastrophes.
The Divine Inexistence, excerpts translated by Graham Harman from the unpublished French manuscript of L’Inexistence divine.
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Cybernetic integration of humans must preserve the creative core of human individual, because it is the engine of evolution. And it must make it immortal, because for the purpose of evolution there is no sense in killing humans. In natural selection, the source of change is the mutation of the gene; nature creates by experimenting on genes and seeing what kind of a body they produce. Therefore, nature has to destroy older creations in order to make room for the newer ones. The mortality of multicellular organisms is an evolutionary necessity. At the present new stage of evolution, the evolution of human-made culture, the human brain is the source of creativity, not an object of experimentation. Its loss in death is unjustifiable; it is an evolutionary absurdity. The immortality of human beings is on the agenda of Cosmic Evolution.
The Cybernetic Manifesto
Author V. Turchin, C. Joslyn, Date Oct 1989
The Cybernetic Manifesto
Author V. Turchin, C. Joslyn, Date Oct 1989
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What you call a career is just a series of meaningless tasks strung together to justify your existence.
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"On June 1, 1858, Mainländer set out on a journey through France to reach Italy, where he was to take a position at a commercial bank in Naples. The philosopher would spend five years in our country. This stay was of great importance for his intellectual development. His poetic vein was nourished - as the author recounts - by the suggestive landscapes of the South, and he even ventured to try his hand at classical meter. However, his Italian stay would also bring sad news. In his diary, which begins in 1859, Mainländer alludes with sadness to two unfortunate events: his secret beloved's engagement to another young man from Offenbach, and the suicide of his brother Daniel:
"This year my spiritual love (for a girl from Offenbach) was shaken to its roots, and my heart received two mortal wounds, which would certainly have healed with time, but still hurt from time to time. My soul later wore a light mourning band, to wear a heavier one later on."
According to Mainländer's autobiographical account, his brother had taken his own life in Messina. In some letters that arrived too late in Mainländer's hands, his brother begged him to come to him immediately. In a final letter, also arriving too late, Daniel told him that he would take his own life, since his brother had not arrived. Mainländer sank into sadness, which drove him to follow his old desire to become a soldier and seek death in battle."
Towards Absolute Nothingness: The Philosophy of Redemption of Philipp Mainländer By Fabio Ciracì
"This year my spiritual love (for a girl from Offenbach) was shaken to its roots, and my heart received two mortal wounds, which would certainly have healed with time, but still hurt from time to time. My soul later wore a light mourning band, to wear a heavier one later on."
According to Mainländer's autobiographical account, his brother had taken his own life in Messina. In some letters that arrived too late in Mainländer's hands, his brother begged him to come to him immediately. In a final letter, also arriving too late, Daniel told him that he would take his own life, since his brother had not arrived. Mainländer sank into sadness, which drove him to follow his old desire to become a soldier and seek death in battle."
Towards Absolute Nothingness: The Philosophy of Redemption of Philipp Mainländer By Fabio Ciracì
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Everyone seeks their look. Since it is no longer possible to base any claim on one’s own existence, there is nothing for it but to perform an appearing act without concerning oneself with being - or even with being seen. So it is not: I exist, I am here! but rather: I am visible, I am an image - look! look! This is not even narcissism, merely an extraversion without depth, a sort of self-promoting ingenuousness whereby everyone becomes the manager of their own appearance.
Jean Baudrillard, The Transparency of Evil: Essays in Extreme Phenomena
Jean Baudrillard, The Transparency of Evil: Essays in Extreme Phenomena
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