Day 2640, necessary.

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Friedrich Nietzsche

Human, all too human
Of first and last things

31 The illogical necessary. – Among the things that can reduce a thinker to despair is the knowledge that the illogical is a necessity for mankind, and that much good proceeds from the illogical. It is implanted so firmly in the passions, in language, in art, in religion, and in general in everything that lends value to life, that one cannot pull it out of these fair things without mortally injuring them. Only very naive people are capable of believing that the nature of man could be transformed into a purely logical one; but if there should be degrees of approximation to this objective, what would not have to be lost if this course were taken! Even the most rational man from time to time needs to recover nature, that is to say his illogical original relationship with all things.

Day 2380, love for a.

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Living in a small big country far from the centre makes it sometimes necessary to travel long distances to get what you need. We’re on the way back, but still 3 hours from our workplace, we have already traveled 14 hours. We picked up a large, used table saw to replace a 40 year old saw we had. My old colleague, who worked longer at the company than the old table saw is old finally retired at 72. So we young ones immediately took the chance to look for replacements of the old machines. The old machines need a lot of love and special encouragement to let them work correctly, something the old guy excepted out of his love for the machines. He didn’t understand why we complained that the old girl didn’t saw straight anymore, she just needs a little guidance and help was his response. I don’t know if I ever fall in love with this new saw, but the time it took getting her home has already helped with getting her closer to my heart, if only because I enjoyed a whole day of driving through this beautiful landscape.

Day 2283, talking to myself outside.

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I don’t know

I just like to look at these landscapes and enjoy this rock we live on.

Not sure why so many feel the need to hate on each other.

Or need a start, a reason, or an end to all of this.

Is it just boredom?

Is it just boredom that makes all of us invent all these reasons?

Why do we need a reason?

We all enjoy these landscapes at some point in life, that’s what we share. 

The rest is just made up.