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A man in the dusk looks for a light, his sight being quenched: living, he looks on the dead while sleeping; awake, he looks on the sleeping.

Heraclitus (via fuckyeahexistentialism)

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fuckyeahexistentialism:

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I can't help but secretly hope

that the U.S. Government defaults August 2nd, just because that way I could give up working towards a comfortable lifestyle because all would be foresaken into a chaotic downward spiral anyway.

I could essentially do whatever I wish because none of it would matter. Well, I guess one could say none of it matters now; so I guess it would just matter less.

I'm juss sayin, I could just be a crazy motherfucker for the rest of my life.

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Träumen.—Man träumt gar nicht, oder interessant.—Man muss lernen, ebenso zu wachen:—gar nicht, oder interessant.Dreams.—We have no dreams at all or interesting ones. We should learn to be awake the same way—not at all or in an interesting manner.

Nietzsche, Die fröhliche Wissenschaft (1882; The Gay Science), drittes buch, 232 (via anhypnic)

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...I was free, an ally of the accidental. No one hated me, I was a visitant who checks the march of time, shapes destinies, and stabilizes loves. I stood for the permanent, But you have made me the handmaid of logic, rules and regulations. And I have lost the knack I had of sometimes being helpful...[to] those who are not big enough to face a sea of troubles. Nearly everyone, that is to say. Quite often I could work in a sort of harmony with them; I existed, in my own fashion. Today I do violence to them, and one and all they curse me with their last breath. Perhaps that's why I like this man whom you are telling me to kill. He chose me freely, and, in his way, he pitied me. Yes, I like people who meet me halfway.

The Secretary (who represents death) responding to The Plague commanding her to kill Diego after he agrees to trade his life for Victoria's and the freedom of Cadiz.

Third Part of L'état de siège (State of Siege) by Albert Camus

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fuckyeahexistentialism:

He who fights with monsters should be careful lest he thereby become a monster. And if thou gaze long into an abyss, the abyss will also gaze into thee.

Beyond Good and Evil, Aphorism 146.

(by Natasha King)

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“Loneliness is not lack of company, loneliness is lack of purpose.”

Guillermo Maldonado (via endormirse)

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The irresponsive silence of the land, The irresponsive sounding of the sea Speak both one message of one sense to me:– Aloof, aloof, we stand aloof, so stand Thou too aloof bound with the flawless band Of inner solitude; we bind not thee; But who from thy self-chain shall set thee free? What heart shall touch thy heart? what hand thy hand?– And I am sometimes proud and sometimes meek, And sometimes I remember days of old When fellowship seemed not so far to seek And all the world and I seemed much less cold, And at the rainbow’s foot lay surely gold, And hope felt strong and life itself not weak. Thus am I mine own prison. Everything Around me free and sunny and at ease: Or if in shadow, in a shade of trees Which the sun kisses, where the gay birds sing And where all winds make various murmuring; Where bees are found, with honey for the bees; Where sounds are music, and where silences Are music of an unlike fashioning. Then gaze I at the merrymaking crew, And smile a moment and a moment sigh Thinking: Why can I not rejoice with you? But soon I put the foolish fancy by: I am not what I have nor what I do; But what I was I am, I am even I…

Christina Rossetti, from “The Thread of Life” (via aubade)

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fuckyeahexistentialism:

Leif Erikson | Interpol 

Well if my life is such a big joke, why should I care?”

i just wanted to say that i adore fuckyeahexistentialism for the recent inclusions of interpol

interpol<3

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But man is a frivolous and incongruous creature, and perhaps, like a chess player, loves the process of the game, not the end of it […] He loves the process of attaining, but does not quite like to have attained, and that, of course, is very absurd.

Fyodor Dostoyevsky, Notes from the Underground (via chamaeri)

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fytirc:

“The goal was to capture the beautiful Milky Way galaxy along with one of the most amazing mountains I know El Teide.” -Terje Sorgjerd 

Reblog, then go to your blog and click the photo to see an amazing time lapse video of the Milky Way

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couldn't find a better way to say it myself

“I was 22 or 23 when I made a decision not to be actively Hamlet- like and miserable. Living vitally is not easier than living morbidly- it’s just better.”

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Sartre called Che Guevara “not only an intellectual but also the most complete human being of our age”and the “era’s most perfect man”. Che Guevara would have turned 83 today. Viva el Che! Che Guevara (June 14, 1928 – October 9, 1967)

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Nature loves courage. You make the commitment and nature will respond to that commitment by removing impossible obstacles. Dream the impossible dream and the world will not grind you under, it will lift you up. This is the trick. This is what all these teachers and philosophers who really counted, who really touched the alchemical gold, this is what they understood. This is the shamanic dance in the waterfall. This is how magic is done. By hurling yourself into the abyss and discovering its a feather bed.

Terrence McKenna (via truth-addict)

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Voici mon secret. Il est très simple: on ne voit bien qu’avec le cœur. L’essentiel est invisible pour les yeux.

Antoine de Saint Exupéry

Le Petit Prince (The Little Prince),1943

Chapter XXI

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knowledgeandspirit:

These 9 drawings were done by an artist under the influence of LSD — part of a test conducted by the US government during it’s dalliance with psychotomimetic drugs in the late 1950’s. The artist was given a dose of LSD 25 and free access to an activity box full of crayons and pencils. His subject is the medico that jabbed him.

First drawing is done 20 minutes after the first dose (50ug)

An attending doctor observes - Patient chooses to start drawing with charcoal.

The subject of the experiment reports - ‘Condition normal… no effect from the drug yet’.