Ñ is for Ñthing Ñew: My Thoughts Iñexactly

I will not stop moving, but you may stop stopping.

The magic is in the wandering not the wand.

If there were no chance of finding you in a dream, I would not let sleep find me.

It is hard to die for you when you don’t live for you.

If it only requires partial attention it doesn’t deserve any attention.

The unspoken is free from the insult of words.

How great is your god if he built a hell with which to threaten us?

The world is never too small for us—but it’s quite possible in thinking such that we’ve become too small for the world.

As the muscles fade, the real strength will become evident.

Perfection does not exist, yet you are proof that its opposite does not either.

Language is your jail cell, and literacy is the key to lock you in.

If you think there’s a re in wanderer then you’re going backwards.

It’s true that most people don’t just roll over and die, but many roll over and call it living.

We are all born with a disability called civilization. It mars us quickly even while in the womb—with the exposure to unresolvable stress, toxins, and impoverished relationships.

We can populate the world with weapons or with people. The temporary surge of both will not last. And then weapons and people will lie limp.

Power is its own adjective.

Better to force them to throw you off a cliff then to let them lead you off one.

Do not tempt nothingness to leave its confines as a concept.

Believing expands that which is believed in.

Deciding to live in a metropolis is putting all your eggs in the basket with the most eggs in it.

Some diseases make life tedious, while others make it perilous. Civilization does both.

Love is the potion that drinks us.

Love reads us without rewriting. Love drinks us even if we taste bad.

The inventiveness of humans gets in the way of the inventiveness of evolution. We must realize we are the disease if we hope to be part of the cure.

The drinking glass is the symbol of drifting too far from water. The plastic bottle speaks volumes more than it can hold.

They tried to cut us down, they forgot we were rhizomes.

Those who flock and nest in such a place reveal what they truly are.

There will always be an open niche on difference. If you have trouble finding one, find Nietzsche.

Is your resistance to support the offended or the oppressed?

A preoccupation with someone having your back before you act is the very reason you have no spine.

Yesterday and tomorrow are different distractions with the same result.

You can not move too far. You can only stay too far, just as you can stay too close.

The only eyes on you are the eyes that never see you.

A group without a famous individual is a trusted caretaker of humanity.

The only heaven is on Earth, and slaves lose their piece by their inaction, while masters break it to pieces by their very actions.

I find my short attention span boring, so I then keep re-finding it.

You can’t dilute life with water.

Slaves play god by handing life to another.

Tomorrows will keep running away scared by a today that places too much burden on them.

God is bound in a book you present to me. Are you not the victorious devil?

War is a riddle that has no answers, only silence. Only silence suffices and only silence will be suffered.

Should we call it an island if it’s surrounded by concrete on all sides? Dislandese? I would put a curse on that forsaken land for all the harm it causes, but it is already a curse unto itself.

Schizophrenia is a nomad that can’t move.

Concern yourself with things that grow and the mirror will do the same.

If I leave the people alone, then I will be.

You are only fully alive when you can no longer awaken from your dreams.

To wait is to destroy.

Couchsurfers aren’t complete wastes of space—when we visit you we ensure your suburban house is not a complete waste of space.

Nothing is written… that cannot be erased.

Civilization is paralysis spread across a species.

The thread with which you weave ties to the past and future is cut from the sinews of the present. Unwrapping the gift is its unraveling.

Stagnant defense is an offense.

If civilization was so great why do so many more die from it than for it?

Dreams are the only things that keep us from sleepiness.

Spring requires no winter to precede it.

If Marat’s baths were a little bit warmer, would he have been so vengeful? A Marat in the sewers…

It is still much better to be born into peace than into the defined winning side of a war. Such is the plight of white people. We get to continue because we haven’t been killed off yet. But our inner vacuousness keeps us the farthest from peace.

Dancing is how we deal with the movement civilization has robbed of us.

I hear about human rights but I feel around me there are fewer and fewer humans.

It’s not a problem of being myself, it’s which self to be…

 

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