Post by account_disabled on Dec 13, 2023 0:09:40 GMT -5
It tells us of the quarterings, disfigurements and cuts of all the limbs which, metaphorically aside, become "privations" or "subtractions of the self" - of that Intelligence capable, at the border and at the peak of violence, of diluting the pain to become a bright revelation. Sudden and vital, it injects such a dose of spontaneity into your silent artery that, by force, it makes you apparently incapable, silent to the speeches of others. Let's ask ourselves the question, and with it let's all take a deep breath. Are we perhaps lifeless, when made tame we accept the idea of possessing - in our private boudoir - information/knowledge which perhaps in turn possesses us and reduces us? Are we perhaps rendered without intelligence.
Bgecause we are suffocated by an Phone Number Data enormous mass of tweets ? How is it possible not to see ourselves sometimes prey to the horrors of false communication? How can we not see ourselves as irascible, compulsive, devoted to claiming something that is actually fiction? How can we not see ourselves for what we are? Today! Why? Why do we now accept being a miserable accident? Why! It is the question of philosophy that resists the uninterrupted vigilance of the enemy. For example, Zarathustra also pointed this out. He taught his disciples, with extraordinary words, not to be a product of chance, not to become an accident. “You have not yet searched for yourselves: here you have found me” (Nietzsche).
The beginning is the end Here, in the media universe there is a great deal, many possibilities are given, but pay attention: "to a distracted culture that must constantly forget itself to make the new". To really act we need a solution which perhaps, as in Poe's stories, was proposed to us at the beginning: the end of all violations is in fact an indiscriminate and unquestionable philosophy . That philosophy that great authors always offer us in their masterfully constructed texts, because magister (master, or magis : magician) is the one who in himself dominates and creates a perfect world. A world for which living as possible will not mean suffering. Otherwise…? The crazy irony… again: the horror. They'll tear you to pieces! For nothing!
Bgecause we are suffocated by an Phone Number Data enormous mass of tweets ? How is it possible not to see ourselves sometimes prey to the horrors of false communication? How can we not see ourselves as irascible, compulsive, devoted to claiming something that is actually fiction? How can we not see ourselves for what we are? Today! Why? Why do we now accept being a miserable accident? Why! It is the question of philosophy that resists the uninterrupted vigilance of the enemy. For example, Zarathustra also pointed this out. He taught his disciples, with extraordinary words, not to be a product of chance, not to become an accident. “You have not yet searched for yourselves: here you have found me” (Nietzsche).
The beginning is the end Here, in the media universe there is a great deal, many possibilities are given, but pay attention: "to a distracted culture that must constantly forget itself to make the new". To really act we need a solution which perhaps, as in Poe's stories, was proposed to us at the beginning: the end of all violations is in fact an indiscriminate and unquestionable philosophy . That philosophy that great authors always offer us in their masterfully constructed texts, because magister (master, or magis : magician) is the one who in himself dominates and creates a perfect world. A world for which living as possible will not mean suffering. Otherwise…? The crazy irony… again: the horror. They'll tear you to pieces! For nothing!