Arranging thoughts, by order
&referring to this that,
Seeing wide far, see beyond your particular horizon of instinct like an animal finding hidden, a place where is yours away from where you your soul deposited lays?
Of retreat , whereby he protects himself
The philosopher who has consult what happiness? Who sees seer, in future? Can complement and divine (as delphi’s oracle return again in whole)
Can compensate for and abbreviate,
Elevate and heighten
Perception of what is available with kind,
those that would, say, the same with your regard for, and especially for her the vanquished one
Hey,
A taxi driver has more sense,
Learn derive signal abstract all within levels of levels
Wittgenstein my dear, had brothers commit suicide a rash of them so did thomas mann his sons,
But the important thing is to try to rationalize away the sublime
From ridiculous, mundane from abstract
Sacred from profane,
And not bat eyes
Lash, at the thought of so many a scarlet letter, meaning of which,
Modern post utopian,
Disassociated from,
Liebnitz two identical spheres moving ,
Each other,
Toward into entropic eternity,not away,
The union of trust- hope will not fade into disarray,
between lines,
Letters, phonemes,
Grey areas, eye to eye trust, your brother,
arrested reduction, suspense , we talk it over,
egos dutifully left at door, exist sign but no exit.
Marvelous cliches,
Incredible expectations(but not for me us, but you, sitting so pitiful looking like a beggar with childlike out stretch, hand that won’t’ pray,
Feet as already eaten by calcification, turning into stone, don’t look back whatever you do.
Rapidly regressing, the whole lot, clutching into a semantic hermeanutic circle, heading for a forcedly welcomed reunion of some kind,
A reminder, a re affirmation, of vitality but without drama and tragedy, without fanfare-stealing into the night like a thief, as the one that stole the fire. (So that desert flowers can bloom) again.
On fear and the meaning of words. If we eliminate metaphysics as a representative of the real world, what’s left? The real world not representative of anything but the here and now. There is only the void. But this is the same immanance that can be arrived at through the transcendental reduction. So the transcendental plane is really a necessary facade, built through the inherent building blocks of historicistic phenomenology, so as to arrive to this understanding. It is then when,one can not even be speak of as an understanding, it is rather a feeling of total immenance.
Why can’t we just see this from the beginning, as someone said, and the answer was of Socrates’ lines : an unaximined life is worthless. Examination is a way to see (retroactivally) that what the examined is worth , but as soons as the results come in, it nihilates itself. It seems as if though it either can’t be understood, or more likely, does not want to be.
Because it’s worth is somewhere else.
To: Jozsef Attilla