Historical pessimism and the sense of the tragic are recurrent motives in European literature. From Heraclitus to Heidegger, from Sophocles to Schopenhauer, the exponents of the tragic view of life point out that the shortness of human existence can only be overcome by the heroic intensity of living. The philosophy of the tragic is incompatible with the Christian dogma of salvation or the […]

I used to wanna save everybody Now I just wanna save what’s left Of myself now. Strength diluted in each foray, Compassion stretched too thin, Rescue efforts for the masses. But as parts of me crumbled, Splintered hopes lay scattered, I learned to choose preservation. Blurred lines of duty and sacrifice, Burdened with their broken pieces, Did little to mend my own. Strained, exiled […]

Dnes nie som doma. Leštím nábytok. Nejaký ten krištáľ. Mušky v porceláne. „Pozri sa na ne, ako sa krásne drobia. Ako náš život. No nie je to milé?“ Tak ešte zrkadlá. Kryštály tvojho ľadu. A z vlastnej kože cudzie faksimile. Verné.

Zuckův mystický, magický metaversum bude peklem pro každého na Zemi KAREN HUNT aka KH MEZEK, 9. listopadu 2023 READ IN APP Lex říká: „Takže bys teoreticky mohl mluvit se zesnulými blízkými, že?“ A Zuck na to: „Jo, tomu se říká hra na boha – za jejíž vývoj můžeme mít problémy.“ Byla to jen další obyčejná noc na Cestě lemované třpytivými […]

Raz budeš bozkávať zem, po ktorej kráčaš. A ústa každej lásky, ktorú si kedy spečatila bozkami, stíchnu. A napokon sa do tej zeme uložíš, sebou nepobozkaná, ale s vedomím, že žiaden z bozkov, ktorými ťa táto zem zasypala nebol judášsky. Až na ten úplne, ale úplne posledný, horúci bozk na rozlúčku. Tvoj.

Niekde na polceste medzi súhvezdím Labute a Lýry sa horné cesty dýchacie – tvoje a moje stretli v bode kozmického dotyku a ja som v tej chvíli uverila, že život mimo čiernej diery je predsa len možný. Ani som nedýchala – tak veľmi som sa bála, že sa tvoje astrálne telo prežiarené ohňostrojom motýľov a detonujúcich galaxií (na Zemi ho v tebe odpáliť […]

My dad has been talking to me about Nietzsche since I was about 10, and I never really much liked the guy, based on what my dad told me about him. Turns out, as I learned in my later years, my dad actually didn’t really understand his philosophy, or twisted it to fit his own philosophy. I went from thinking Nietzsche was a depressive dick, to thinking he was right about a lot of things. To […]

Within the vast cosmic tapestry, we find ourselves entangled in the intricate web of human emotions. In contemplating the nature of strength and intelligence, we are reminded of the profound wisdom that lies in forgiveness and the power of discernment. Weakness, it seems, often seeks solace in the pursuit of revenge. Yet, in the grand scheme of existence, revenge serves only to perpetuate a cycle […]

Gather ‘round, children of the Last Men. I teach you the Übermensch, and the philosophy of his herald, Herr Friedrich Wilhelm Nietzsche. There are these things, called values. Values dictate to humans what we think is important. We, the current crop of humanity, didn’t choose our values. They were formed over thousands of years of human culture, and they evolved and changed like organisms. […]

There’s something so deeply disturbing about pain in such excess that it transcends the innate biological programming for self-preservation. What does it say about the world that there exists such a thing as suicide, and that the capacity that life holds for suffering outweighs even nature’s pre-emptive instinctual protection to ensure that we want to be alive by default?