When at last he knew it all, he knew that he knew nothing. Because a rock doesn't become an angels wing when you measure and weigh it carefully, it remains the rock.
What a skeptic I have become he reflects looking back. My god my only buoyancy is my darkness and the sense that it will all be OK as long as you never believe that much.
And the refrain goes:
"Keep working into that absurd revolt!"
philosophy for meaning and purpose and a humanistic good. art to catch the suchness. fitness to keep from a sloppy sense of self. a dream of justice and a wondering what that even means. been reading and thinking while drinking coffee.
I watch some x-files with my friend Micah
films that celebrate absurdity and that take so much thought that you end up overthinking them. e.g. the life aquatic
Catch-22, Gravity's Rainbow, Don Quixote.