Constant Shallowness Leads to Evil





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'Everything’s in ruin. Everything’s been degraded, But I could say that they’ve ruined and degraded everything. Because this is not some sort of cataclysm coming about with the help of so-called innocent human aid. On the contrary, it’s about man’s own judgment, his own judgment over his own self, which of course God has a hand in, or dare I say: takes part in. And whatever he takes part in is the most ghastly creation that you can imagine. Because, you see, the world has been debased. So it doesn’t matter what I say because everything has been debased that they’ve acquired. And since they’ve acquired everything in a sneaky, underhand fight, they’ve debased everything. Because whatever they touch – and they touch everything – they’ve debased. This is the way it was until the final victory. Until the triumphant end. Acquire, debase. Debase, acquire. Or I can put it differently if you like: to touch, debase and thereby acquire, or touch, acquire and thereby debase. It’s been going on like this for centuries. On and on and on. This and only this, sometimes on the sly, sometimes rudely, sometimes gently, sometimes brutally, but it has been going on and on. Yet only in one way, like a rat attacks from ambush. Because for this perfect victory it was also essential that the other side – that is, everything that’s excellent, great in some way and noble – should not engage in any kind of fight. There shouldn’t be any kind of struggle – just the sudden disappearance of one side, meaning the disappearance of the excellent, the great, the noble. So that by now these winning winners who attack from ambush rule the earth, and there isn’t a single tiny nook where one can hide something from them, because everything they can lay their hands on is theirs. Even things we think they can’t reach – but they do reach – are also theirs, because the sky is already theirs and all our dreams. Theirs is the moment, nature, infinite silence. Even immortality is theirs, you understand? Everything, everything is lost forever! And those many noble, great and excellent just stood there, if I can put it that way. They stopped at this point, and had to understand, and had to accept that there is neither god nor gods. And the excellent, the great and the noble had to understand and accept this right from the beginning. But of course they were quite incapable of understanding it. They believed it and accepted it but they didn’t understand it. They just stood there, bewildered, but not resigned, until something – that spark from the brain – finally enlightened them. And all at once they realized that there is neither god nor gods. All at once they saw that there is neither good nor bad. Then they saw and understood that if this was so, then they themselves do not exist either! You see, I reckon this may have been the moment when we can say that they were extinguished, they burnt out. Extinguished and burnt out like the fire left to smolder in the meadow. One was the constant loser, the other was the constant winner. Defeat, victory, defeat, victory. And one day – here in the neighborhood – I had to realize, and I did realize, that I was mistaken, I was truly miserable when I thought that there has never been and could never be any kind of change here on earth. Because, believe me, I know now that this change has indeed taken place.'



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  1. nevver:

Werner Herzog
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  3. Galveston, Nic Pizzolatto.

    Galveston, Nic Pizzolatto.

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  5. Anonimo asked:

    maybe you should consider tagging rotten human bodies before reblogging BECAUSE THIS IS NOT 4CHAN

    maybe. maybe not. if this blog hurts your feelings, don’t follow.

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  7. cannibalculture5:

Such a beautiful photo, really

    cannibalculture5:

    Such a beautiful photo, really

    (Fonte: natural-vodka, via maliceinthevoid)

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  9. …the struggle with chaos is only the instrument of a more profound struggle against opinion, for the misfortune of people comes from opinion. Science turns against opinion, which lends to it areligious taste for unity or unification.

    Philosophy struggles in turn with the chaos as undifferentiated
    abyss or ocean of dissemblance. But this does not mean that
    philosophy ranges itself on the side of opinion, nor that opinion can take its place. A concept is not a set of associated ideas like anopinion.

    A concept is therefore a chaoid state par excellence; it refers back
    to a chaos rendered consistent, become Thought, mental chaosmos.

    And what would thinking be if it did not constantly confront chaos?


    Deleuze & Guattari

    What Is Philosophy? (1994) p. 206f.

    (Fonte: facebook.com)

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  11. 'Vecchie e spinose questioni si erano risolte in tenebre e nulla.L’ultimo esemplare di una data cosa si porta con sè la categoria. Spegne la luce e scompare. Guardati intorno. Mai è un sacco di tempo. Ma il bambino la sapeva lunga. E sapeva che mai è l’assenza di qualsiasi tempo.’Cormac McCarthy, The Road

    'Vecchie e spinose questioni si erano risolte in tenebre e nulla.
    L’ultimo esemplare di una data cosa si porta con sè la categoria. Spegne la luce e scompare. Guardati intorno. Mai è un sacco di tempo. Ma il bambino la sapeva lunga. E sapeva che mai è l’assenza di qualsiasi tempo.’

    Cormac McCarthy, The Road

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Through the Looking Glass by exploringlight
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. by joannablu kitchener on Flickr.
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Milford Sound by Erik Streufert on Flickr.
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    River of Grass - Kelly Reichardt - 1994

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River of Grass - Kelly Reichardt - 1994
Lisa Bowman

    ozu-teapot:

    River of Grass - Kelly Reichardt - 1994

    Lisa Bowman

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