Day 2353, glass.

Day's pictures, Poetry
We all live alone
pretending to look at the world through misformed glass 

the windows don’t open in this cellar 
we breathe through cracks we made 
we love the fresh air to get in 
not out there 

My “fresh air”, so to say, is reading books from people that I can relate to. I would like to meet people that are still alive and have similar thoughts like these long-dead philosophers, but no one has taught me the secret sign that like-minded people give each other when they cross each other in life. I like to read Nietzsche, but it doesn’t really matter which philosopher you read because they all share a willingness to search and question and have all seen the underlying problems. Their answers might be different, but I don’t think that answers are that important to get wiser; maybe answers function is being an anchor, and having one might tempt you to throw it overboard in rougher weather or when tired of sailing

Underneath are some quotes from one of Nietzsche’s last books: Twilight of the idols, or how to philosophize with a hammer. The hammer he uses is not one we use for driving nails but one the doctor uses to test reflexes and abnormalities in the nervous system…just so you know. Stucked between these quotes is a famous one “Out of life’s school of war: What does not destroy me, makes me stronger.” Because of all the (mis)use, it is now some kind of a platitude for me, but that doesn’t take away that you can still write a book about this one quote if you want.

Friedrich Nietzsche

Twilight of the idols, or how to philosophize with a hammer.

Maxims and arrows
  1. Even the most courageous among us only rarely has the courage for that which he really knows.
  2. I want, once and for all, not to know many things. Wisdom sets limits to knowledge too.
  3. If we have our own why of life, we shall get along with almost any how. Man does not strive for pleasure; only the Englishman does.
  4. Evil men have no songs.” How is it, then, that the Russians have songs?
  5. There are cases in which we are like horses, we psychologists, and become restless: we see our own shadow wavering up and down before us. A psychologist must turn his eyes from himself to eye anything at all.
  6. You run ahead? Are you doing it as a shepherd? Or as an exception? A third case would be the fugitive. First question of conscience.
  7. Are you genuine? Or merely an actor? A representative? Or that which is represented? In the end, perhaps you are merely a copy of an actor. Second question of conscience.
  8. Are you one who looks on? Or one who lends a hand? Or one who looks away and walks off? Third question of conscience.
  9. Do you want to walk along? Or walk ahead? Or walk by yourself? One must know what one wants and that one wants. Fourth question of conscience.
  10. Those were steps for me, and I have climbed up over them: to that end I had to pass over them. Yet they thought that I wanted to retire on them.
  11. The formula of my happiness: a Yes, a No, a straight line, a goal.

   

 

       

 

 

 

 

 

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