
My thoughts originate
from nowhere in search
of my will
my thoughts arrive
like needs from somewhere
where silence was
my mind is silent
my thoughts are just
what overflows

My thoughts originate
from nowhere in search
of my will
my thoughts arrive
like needs from somewhere
where silence was
my mind is silent
my thoughts are just
what overflows

I watched this interesting video after I read Robert Sapolsky’s latest book, Determined. In a world where there is so much nonsense being proclaimed by people with little knowledge and humility in regard to what they know this video is a breath of fresh air.
259 Insight: all evaluation is made from a definite perspective: that of the preservation of the individual, a community, a race, a state, a church, a faith, a culture.- Because we forget that valuation is always from a perspective, a single individual contains within him a vast confusion of contradictory valuations and consequently of contradictory drives. This is the expression of the diseased condition in man, in contrast to the animals in which all existing instincts answer to quite definite tasks.

I took out the parts that hold me
and realize it was not much

It was two months ago
when you disappeared
but today I climbed high enough
to look over the horizon
and see you shine again

I've been near the top of that mountain
and now I have to look at it every day
because I am staying here

My hand on the door feels closed
while I stared trough this little window
at little mountains and blue skies
it's like the dream I wanted again

The wind blows the soft snow
in sharp lines
as if nowhere to go
and the dry winter cold
looks on

Today the snow fell
one by one on top of each other
line by line next to each other
forty centimeters tall at the end
so beautiful stacked on top of my car
when I looked at it
with a shovel in hand

My loud colors are hidden in the woods
where the cold will keep you away
but I don’t mind you all
it’s just me I want to lose
to follow the sound of the spring in the stream
and find myself
anew

Several notes from Nietzsche written in 1987 are to be found in the book The Will to Power, a collection of his notes published after his death and not meant for publication.
What does nihilism mean? That the highest values evaluate themselves. The aim is lacking; “why?” finds no answer.
The supreme values in whose service man should live, especially when they were very hard on him and exacted a high price – these social values were erected over man to strengthen their voice, as if they were commands of God, as “reality,” as the “true” world, as a hope and future world. Now that the shabby origin of these values is becoming clear, the universe seems to have lost value, seems “meaningless”-but that is only a transitional stage.
Values and their changes are related to increases in the power of those positing the values. The measure of unbelief, of permitted “freedom of the spirit” as an expression of an increase in power. “Nihilism” an ideal of the highest degree of powerfulness of the spirit, the over-richest life-partly destructive, partly ironic.

Blown snow stuck against the door's window
I opened it to feel
but decided
to stay in
because I can

Through the snow I continue where the path ends
the path that took me to that which is unexpected
thinking we know where we are going understand
what am I doing here what am I doing in the snow
I can give you reason or two maybe three or more
so what is true of all of this or what will value have
the cold snow on the ground I fall into is full of this
unthinkable thoughts a never-conceivable realities
without reason it wants to give anything the truth
It happens spontaneously in passing just like that
don't think too much think like a child every day
without a past dare to fall into the cold snow
do not be afraid of the wet or the blame
wet cloth can dry the days disappear
disappearing into the horizons
the one that is behind you
full of old imaginations
heavy as a burden
denied bitterness
you will forget
what it was
as a child
to be to
fall in
snow
Wet
am
I
that
is like
to become
a child
play

The weather has taken time
that was left for this old house
I know the windows no longer open
bearing the weight of it’s support
but the trees surrounding
no longer stand
in the way
when this last storm decided
in favor of me
and what I see

Even though I was parked here
in this lot
I stil enjoyed the structure
and slow chaos