“Philosophy, then is not a doctrine, not some simplistic scheme for orienting oneself in the world, certainly not an instrument or achievement of human Dasien. Rather, philosophy is this Dasien itself insofar as it occurs, in freedom, from out of its own ground.
“Whoever, by hard research, has arrived at this self-understanding of philosophy is granted the fundamental experience of all philosophizing, which is this: the more completely and originally research comes into its own, the more surely is it “nothing but” the transformation of the same few simple questions.
“But those who want to transform must bear within themselves the power of a fidelity that knows how to preserve. The only way to feel that power grow within oneself is to be caught up in wonder. And the only way to be caught up in wonder is to travel to the outermost limits of the possible.
“Yet, the only way to become the friend of the possible is to remain open to dialogue with the powers at work in the whole of human existence [Dasein]. And in fact that is the philosopher’s way of being: heeding what has already been sung forth and can still be perceived in each essential occurence in the world.”
– from For Edmund Husserl on His Seventieth Birthday
“Whoever, by hard research, has arrived at this self-understanding of philosophy is granted the fundamental experience of all philosophizing, which is this: the more completely and originally research comes into its own, the more surely is it “nothing but” the transformation of the same few simple questions.
“But those who want to transform must bear within themselves the power of a fidelity that knows how to preserve. The only way to feel that power grow within oneself is to be caught up in wonder. And the only way to be caught up in wonder is to travel to the outermost limits of the possible.
“Yet, the only way to become the friend of the possible is to remain open to dialogue with the powers at work in the whole of human existence [Dasein]. And in fact that is the philosopher’s way of being: heeding what has already been sung forth and can still be perceived in each essential occurence in the world.”
– from For Edmund Husserl on His Seventieth Birthday
Gnostic cosmology describes multiple heavens or realms between Earth and the True God. Souls must pass through them, often guarded by weird beings, passwords, or spiritual obstacles.
To escape the material world after death, your soul would need to speak specific passwords or mantras at each level of the heavenly realms.
To escape the material world after death, your soul would need to speak specific passwords or mantras at each level of the heavenly realms.
⛔️ قضیه روز زن بی‌نهایت⛔️
Gnostic cosmology describes multiple heavens or realms between Earth and the True God. Souls must pass through them, often guarded by weird beings, passwords, or spiritual obstacles. To escape the material world after death, your soul would need to speak…
I'm gonna leak one of those passwords for you: "روز زن مبارک ".
Say it and you'll gain higher access to outer realms.
Say it and you'll gain higher access to outer realms.
شما که راست‌گرا نیستید (اگر هستید خودتون رو بکشید) ولی یه چیز خیلی خوب و زیبا که می‌تونید از راست‌گراها و آنتی‌سمایت‌ها یاد بگیرید چک کردن بخش «اوایل زندگی (Early Life)» ویکی‌پدیای افراد هست. اگر طرف (هر چقدرم در ظاهر «آدم حسابی» و «اندیشمند» به نظر بیاد) در جوانیش حتی یک برگه تبلیغ ستاد خاتمی و امثالهم رو پخش کرده باشه، کل بساطش رو بندازید دور و دیگه سمتش نرید.
هر قدیسی گذشته‌ای دارد و هر گنه‌کاری آینده‌ای... به جز اصلاح‌طلب‌ها:
They are eternally fucking retarded.
هر قدیسی گذشته‌ای دارد و هر گنه‌کاری آینده‌ای... به جز اصلاح‌طلب‌ها:
They are eternally fucking retarded.
Every time I launch FL studio, the Muses cry (but not in a good way).
در داستان I Have No Mouth, and I Must Scream یک پرنده غول‌پیکر مقابل شخصیت‌های داستان قد علم می‌کند. آن پرنده چنان هیبتی دارد که با پروبال زدن می‌تواند طوفان‌های کشنده بزرگی ایجاد کند. یکی از شخصیت‌ها به A.M. التماس می‌کند که آن‌ها را مسلح کند و A.M. به سادیستیک‌ترین شکل ممکن دو تا تیروکمون و تفنگ آبی به آن‌ها می‌دهد و به ریششان می‌خندد.
Where was I? oh right.
اگر داستان سال ۱۹۶۷ نوشته نمی‌شد، Harlan Ellison رو به سرقت ادبی از این توییتِ شگرد مقابله با جمهوری اسلامی متهم می‌کردم.
Where was I? oh right.
اگر داستان سال ۱۹۶۷ نوشته نمی‌شد، Harlan Ellison رو به سرقت ادبی از این توییتِ شگرد مقابله با جمهوری اسلامی متهم می‌کردم.