The Religion of Science
Main Branch: Evolutionism
50+. "Ach, es ist schwer, diese Gottesspur zu finden inmitten dieses Lebens, das wir fuhren, inmitten dieser so sehr zufriedenen, so sehr bürgerlichen, so sehr geistlosen Zeit, im Anblick dieser Architekturen, dieser Geschäfte, dieser Politik, dieser Menschen. Wie sollte ich nicht ein Steppenwolf und ruppiger Eremit sein inmitten einer Welt, von deren Zielen ich keines teile, von deren Freude keine zu mir spricht?" -- from Hesse's Steppenwolf
Thursday, October 31, 2013
Wednesday, October 30, 2013
a stupid theft thwarting
the two Caucasus men who walked into the Starbucks at the Moscow Europeiski Shopping Center did not look or act at all like they were there for coffee.
one nodded to a third man already inside, and all three were just milling oddly around...
they observed everywhere...for a table at which to sit? unlikely.
was the tall one going to the back for the restroom?... no.
then, just beside the counter in the very center of the shop, at a stool, a Russian fellow sat absorbed in his laptop world.
the smaller thief, by chance a yard from me, lifted the arm strap of the shoulder bag, and was getting ready to walk out. I reached for the arm strap, took it from him, and put it back.
to his surprise and mine.
he then ambled out...
the bigger one spun a small pocket knife in his hands as he looked at me.
no one else even noticed that all this occurred, including the man in his computer world.
(though there was a ceiling camera directly above this.)
closer to impromptu stupid than courageous.
one nodded to a third man already inside, and all three were just milling oddly around...
they observed everywhere...for a table at which to sit? unlikely.
was the tall one going to the back for the restroom?... no.
then, just beside the counter in the very center of the shop, at a stool, a Russian fellow sat absorbed in his laptop world.
the smaller thief, by chance a yard from me, lifted the arm strap of the shoulder bag, and was getting ready to walk out. I reached for the arm strap, took it from him, and put it back.
to his surprise and mine.
he then ambled out...
the bigger one spun a small pocket knife in his hands as he looked at me.
no one else even noticed that all this occurred, including the man in his computer world.
(though there was a ceiling camera directly above this.)
closer to impromptu stupid than courageous.
music saves
not in human cathedrals...
nor sublime peaks...
nor lakes districts...
nor "paradisaical" forests...
the communicating gods have retreated into music.
nor sublime peaks...
nor lakes districts...
nor "paradisaical" forests...
the communicating gods have retreated into music.
Monday, October 28, 2013
Friday, October 25, 2013
so, what's the story?
who in all of human history has lived without any story?
even if it were that there is none.
even if it were that there is none.
Thursday, October 24, 2013
the play must go on
dreamy marionettes of social traditions' ideas, ways, beliefs, mores, manners, attitudes...
Tuesday, October 22, 2013
gnothi seauton: Fukushima
it is not just that men and women of Man overestimated their knowledge and capabilities to manage dangers such as "nuclear energy", but that once a deadly example of their inabilities is shown, like Chernobyl, now like Fukushima, they refuse to take realistic and consistent notice of it, and to thereby learn from it
homo insapiens, again.
homo insapiens, again.
Saturday, October 19, 2013
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