janvier 2012
106 billets
“The pursuit of individual happiness has been acknowledged as a universal right. Yet the existing social conditions make the individual feel powerless. He lives in the contradiction between what he is and what he would like to be. Either he then becomes fully conscious of the contradiction and its causes, and so joins the political struggle for a full democracy which entails, amongst other things, the overthrow of capitalism; or else he lives, continually subject to an envy which compounded with his sense of powerlessness dissolves into recurrent day-dreams.”
— John Berger, “Ways of Seeing” (pg 148)
“To come to know that nothing is good, nothing is bad, is a turning point; it is a conversion. You start looking in; the outside reality loses meaning. The social reality is a fiction, a beautiful drama; you can participate in it, but then you don’t take it seriously. It is just a role to be played; play it as beautifully, as efficiently, as possible. But don’t take it seriously, it has nothing of the ultimate in it.”
—Osho (via nirvikalpa)
“Yesterday I was clever, so I wanted to change the world. Today I am wise, so I am changing myself.”
—Rumi (via myheadisweak)
“Shower, keep clean, enjoy colors and animals. People, if possible.”
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Sylvia Plath
‘if possible’…
(via rhetoricalities
)
“A college diploma is a piece of paper that is evidence that you withstood four years of advanced level bullshit. Which, perhaps, is helpful as an indicator to employers that you can withstand their advanced level bullshit called a “job.” We’re all in on the joke and it’s not funny anymore.”
—My brother, who has dropped out of college and will be going into the military to be a nuclear engineer (because brilliant bad asses walk in and ace military exams they don’t study for and thus get to choose any job they want, ahem…) in T minus 12 days.
The people I respect the most are those that do the worst on paper by the standards of an institution and amazingly by their own standards. The people I respect the least are those that do the best on paper by the standards of an institution and set their personal standards in accordance to the institution.
I respect my brother. I am proud to be related to him and I’m happy to share the genes that have resulted in my brain. :D
The people I respect the most are those that do the worst on paper by the standards of an institution and amazingly by their own standards. The people I respect the least are those that do the best on paper by the standards of an institution and set their personal standards in accordance to the institution.
I respect my brother. I am proud to be related to him and I’m happy to share the genes that have resulted in my brain. :D
what the fuckus is this fanmail thing? is it just like messages to someone who doesn’t follow you? so tumblr is stroking the egos of its users yet again so they can indulge in the fantasy that they’re famous in some capacity instead of bored assholes on the internet just like you?
great.
I guess so.
“In the struggle between yourself and the world, side with the world.”
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Franz Kafka, Aphorism 52 in Unpublished Works 1916-1918 (via fuckyeahexistentialism
)
I'd Rather Be Thin Than Famous
Jack Kerouac
Jack Kerouac,I’d rather be thin than famous
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Thoreau was, and still is, famous for his quote, “Simplify, simplify.”
I think he got it wrong, though. Or, at least, he only made a dent in what really needed to be said.
What Thoreau failed to realize is the utter irrelevancy of the physical world. True happiness arises internally. Completely.
Anti-materialism is nice. I do agree with that. Nonetheless, trying to find happiness in the ridding of excess things is just as ineffective as is trying to find it in acquiring as many things as possible. The search for any form of happiness outside of your own mind will always end up disappointing you.
Simplification is the byproduct of finding internal contentment. It is certainly not the cause.
It’s all just a bunch of meaningless bullshit.
A grand thanks for this. I’ve been obsessed with minimalism since reading Thoreau and the strength of it has grown to the same proportion as my past obsession with complexity. Where as yesterday I was relishing Victorian costumes today I am craving to paint everything in my house white and be rid of half my stuff. Now how the Hell do i fix the internal?
