Yes, I am an arrogant hypocrite who tries not to be an arrogant hypocrite but in doing so remains an arrogant hypocrite

If you hear something long enough, you start to believe it

By not speaking about it, we teach our children not to speak about it

You want a philosophy without doubt but then you simply don’t understand philosophy well enough because philosophy finds its origin in doubt, doubt is her basis

Education is never where truth is discovered

We can’t understand that which moves, and everything moves

We do not live with movement, because we want to understand everything and in order to understand something it must stand still and not change

[Our resistance to the movement of life is a large cause of our anguish]

You can’t just stay in a morally wrong situation because it is comfortable (‘morally wrong’ as a concept in the social theatre of course, so relative)

Things are not set in stone, for there is no stone to set things in.

Don’t you feel your future in your body? In your soul? What you will think, a few years away from your death. What you will feel. You are now the past of your deceased self

All are fools, especially those who think they are not fools

In the collapse of everything, the collapse of yourself is also imminent. Do not fear you own collapse

An existential ‘crisis’ or the collapse of all systems is only a crisis because we have experienced the systems before. Because of our past in the systems, we have gotten used to it and it is then ‘bad’ if it falls away

Don’t delude yourself an expert on someone who is dead. (‘This philosopher would say…’)

Life moves ever on. With this thought comes fundamental non-attachment. It is okay for things to pass

I am also just a child of my time and environment

What significance does my age have? Does my age add or diminish anything to the meaning of what I have written?

Do we ever breathe in all the way?

Every day we have the option of looking at the sky but many days we don’t

Patience is not waiting, it is letting be

Even revolution builds on what was before

This is indeed the crucial definition; what is ‘real’?

Home is nowhere and therefore everywhere

Vesuvius. I throw it in, it exists for a short time, and then it burns

Perhaps ‘healthy’ is the exception

It has never been man versus nature. Only nature

You will never reach all

How small is your world if you only sit on things we have called chairs

The time between child and adult is so interesting: we rebel against the life that our parents have fallen asleep in and we make ready our own bed for the future. I suppose that is why this age is the most ‘crazy’, because we are not asleep anywhere

Living with ‘without’

Philosophy is tossed aside when it gets too uncomfortable, too confronting (by the unwise)

I wish I could hold death so that I would know it

So many things are not said because we are terrified out of our minds. We are terrified to be genuine, be ourself in the social theatre. If we don’t wear costumes and use merely an image of ourself, if that falls away, we are vulnerable, we are terrified. Even more than terrified

We spend our lives searching for some truth, genuineness and reality, but when we are confronted with it, we run and hide.

The true tragedy of humanity is that genuineness shocks us

You have no interest in truth or questions; you are comfortable in the story that you have been told since birth and that you will keep on telling yourself and your children

We waste so much of our breath on nothing

It feels like I’m not allowed to rebel against the functioning of humanity

We do nothing

How boring is everything after some time

Making up new labels is obviously not the way to get free from thinking in labels

You become the story that has been told to you, unless you use this thing called freedom; autonomy

Many times, my eyes don’t really move, don’t really perceive. Because there is not really anything to see with meaning. They are tired of pretending there is.

You need to be moved to write. That is why you can’t stay by yourself forever

We are happier in fakeness

We do not stop being the sexual creature when we are no longer aroused

In preaching against arrogance I have arrogance

The value of confrontation; the way to develop

Academiclessly philosophizing

I long for conversation away from the academy

A wordless language

In thinking that it surpasses something, philosophy exactly proves that it doesn’t

Revolt against yourself; against your own ideas. Everything is movement; do not stand still also in your mind

We are the future middle-agers

[So proud are we of our modern times and all we do and think in it; but don’t you see that we are nothing but a speck of dust to the future?]

Nothing is tilted; it depends on perspective

Humanity fits in this world by its not-fitting. By its inability to understand the world

Looking is experiencing not observing

We can only truly look at that which stands still, and nothing stands still

The struggle between talking and not

There is no quality of my being. No valuation of my being

We are going to miss every time we have had in some way

You search desperately for something to search for

How do you expect the world to change if you don’t change your perspective

It all makes perfect sense: it doesn’t make sense

It’s insane what people are willing to do to avoid thinking about anything real

The social theatre is the place that isn’t aware of the social theatre

Decoding is only decoding in relation to the decoder. It feels like we mean; we must get this incomprehensible thing to our comprehension. But it is not incomprehensible at all; it is only incomprehensible for us

And I turn to the humanless, for the human bores me

Once you share in a real way, you are already a philosopher, because humanity is not used to real sharing

How little you can see of someone’s mind in public.

Change. I will change. This will change. This will die

As a child, to be chained by the unhealthy structure of a parent

How small do I live

I actually really don’t want to be part of the philosophical game

(Real) philosophy must not be read, written, heard or spoken. Philosophy must be felt

How stupid that we all hide this thing of which we know that everyone hides it.

This is the life changing analysis: what are your standards? What do you think is good, bad, normal, weird. Limited standards is what limits your life

Humanity-love: we’ve all heard it before but we just never really live it

When someone is in danger near me, we are suddenly in the same bubble, no longer different individual bubbles

The paradox that calling something indescribable is a way of describing shows that language doesn’t reach far enough to describe life

I am undefined and so is my style of clothing

And now you have your ammo to call me crazy

You do not need to prove your religion to others. Or disprove other religions

‘It is so’ is the most absurd, laughable human utterance

Life is that swamp

[The swamp of uncertainty and a multiplicity of perspective]

Science says nothing about the world, only about humanity

I think we are fooling ourselves if we think we can describe the world

We don’t come closer to anything

Where does what you think come from?

It is comforting to realize life is not only rise; it is rise and fall

What are you talking about? About cigarettes and footballs, about drinks and parties? Do you realize what you are talking about and its weight (no weight at all)

We latch onto some idea and call it truth

How absurd is it to experience this period of insane capitalism and not be able to do something about it

It’s just like language: when we use it ‘normally’ we aren’t bothered by any ambiguity but when we look closer we see and feel the ambiguity. It is just like the social theatre

All words are doomed to be misunderstood. Do not interpret my words, do not understand them; feel them, experience them

When we make because we are told to make, we make nothing at all

Creature implies creation

The word ‘philosophy’ does not even touch philosophy

I’m telling you, it means nothing! My philosophy means nothing. But that is the point. That is exactly its meaning

Exactly my not-fitting-in is how I fit in

This world is not broken, it is exactly as it is