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I renounce my humanity even though I may find myself alone.
But am I not already alone in this world from which I no longer expect anything?
Beyond present-day common ideals and forms, one might breathe in a superconsciousness where the intoxication of eternity would do away with the qualms of this world, and where being would be just as pure and immaterial as nonbeing.
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For those deprived of faith, an excess of subjectivity leads either
to megalomania or self-denigration, to too much love or too
much self-hatred. Either way, you spend yourself ahead of time.
Subjectivity makes you either God or Satan.
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"There is no objective road to eternity, only a subjective feeling experienced at irregular moments in time.
Nothing created by man will endure."
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"Knowledge is the plague of life, and consciousness, an open wound in its heart."
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There are people to whom gain is unimportant, who are hopelessly unhappy and lonely.
We are so closed to one another!
And yet, were we to be totally open to each other, reading into the depths of our souls, how much of our destiny would we see?
We are so lonely in life that we must ask ourselves if the loneliness
of dying is not a symbol of our human existence.
Jun 07, 2021 09:41AM
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"Compared to the refined culture of sclerotic forms
and frames, which mask everything, the lyrical mode is utterly
barbarian in its expression. Its value resides precisely in its savage
quality: it is only blood, sincerity, and fire."
Jun 01, 2021 01:42PM
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"The terrifying experience and obsession
of death, when preserved in consciousness, becomes ruinous. If
you talk about death, you save part of yourself. But at the same
time, something of your real self dies, because objectified meanings
lose the actuality they have in consciousness."
Jun 01, 2021 12:45PM
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