There have been periods of my life of shameful deadness and automaticity, and periods of creativity and vitality; I almost feel, sometimes, like I never actually existed, that other people have simply lived in my place—like watching different subletters occupy your home.
Rimbaud: “Enfin, faisons cette confidence, quitte a la répéter vingt autres fois—aussi morne, aussi insignifiante!”
Robert Nozick: “No state more extensive than the minimal state can be justified. But doesn’t the idea, or ideal, of the minimal state lack lustre?"
After taking Kratom in the afternoon, and having two Fernets at night, I found myself extraordinarily sleepy when I got home last night. On one level, I didn’t like the feeling; on another, it was a relief.
Emotion is almost always a justification for destruction. Emotion should inform reason, not possess it.
What is available to us other than endless consumption of goods—physical and digital—what else is there other than endless wanting?