once upon a  time ,  in some out of the way corner of that universe

which is dispersed into numberless twinkling solar systems,

there was a star upon which clever beasts invented knowing.

that was the most arrogant and mendacious minute of  “world history”,

but nevertheless, it was only a minute.

after nature had drawn a few breaths, the star cooled and congealed,

and the clever beasts had to die.

one might invent such a fable,

and yet he still would not have adequately illustrated how miserable,

how shadowy and transient,

how aimless and arbitrary the human intellect looks within nature

there were eternities during which it did not exist.

and when it is all over with the human intellect, nothing will have happened.


if you refuse to let your own suffering lie upon you even for an hour

and if you constantly try to prevent and forestall

all possible distress way ahead of time

if you experience suffering and displeasure as evil,

hateful, worthy of annihilation,

and as a defect of existence

then it is clear that you harbour in your heart

the religion of comfortableness

how little you know of human happiness,

you comfortable people

for happiness and unhappiness are sisters

and even twins that either grow up together

or as in your case

remain small together

more   nietzsche

yoshida   kenko

love is the infinite placed within the reach of poodles.

i have my dignity!

louis - ferdinand    céline 

knowing not how to listen, they know not how to speak

a dry gleam of light is the wisest and best soul

if there were no sun, as far as depended on the other stars it would be night

hubris should be put out more firmly than a fire

if it were not in honour of dionysus that they walk in procession and sing a hymn to the phallus they would be acting distastefully.

hades and dionysus are one, for whom they rave in frenzy

everything is in flux but seek what doesn't change !


remember that you must behave in life as at a dinner party

 is anything brought around to you ?

put out your hand and take your share with moderation

 does it pass by you ?

don't stop it

  is it not yet come ?

don't let your need stretch your hand towards it

but wait till it reaches you.

do this with regard to children, to a wife, to public life, to wealth,

and you will eventually be an equal partner

at the banquets of the gods.

and if you don't even take the things which are set before you,

but are able even to reject them,

then you will not only be a partner at the banquets of the gods,

but also of their empire.

for, by doing this, diogenes, heraclitus and others like them,

deservedly became,

and were called,


number 15 of the  enchiridion

a contemporary rendering by stephen walton of epictetus's  enchiridion

quote  by socrates

by all means marry

if you get a good wife, you'll be happy

if you get a bad one, you'll become a philosopher

never interrupt your enemy when he is making a mistake


the man who follows christ in solitary mourning

is greater than he who praises christ

amid the congregation of men

saint  isaac

the best teacher is experience

and not through

someone else's point of view

jack  kerouacon the  road

quote by charles bukowski from his poem  “ people as flowers ”

i decide that the only definition of

truth  (which changes)

is that it is that thing or act or

belief  which the crowd


my comment :

  i must be the only truth there is : o)

from friedrich   schiller's    die kunstler   (the artists)

only through beauty's morning-gate, dost thou penetrate the land of knowledge

the teaching gig was a lesson in never again 

 you were giving out all this energy and nothing was coming back

literary  outlaw   page  477

the teaching gig was a lesson in never again.

you were giving out all this energy and nothing was coming back

literary  outlaw    page  477

i felt in him what women feel in men, something so tender, swollen, tyrannical, absurd; i would never take the consequences of interfering with it

the above quote by alice munro,  from  “ lives of girls and women ”     I    II

a quote    by franz grillparzer from his  ‘ notebooks and diaries ’   ( 1811-1816 )

“ genius differs from talent not by the amount of original thoughts, but by making the latter fertile and by positioning them properly, in other words, by integrating everything into a whole, whereas talent produces only fragments, no matter how beautiful ”

a quote from charles bukowski

there is nothing quite like the expectancy of the beginning writer, unless it is the conceit of the successful one

my c o m m e n t

unless it's the bitterness of an unsuccessful one !  : o (

alice munroe encapsulates the writers/mystics dilemma !

she was asked in her nobel prize   interview   whether there had ever been periods where she was unable to write  ?  [25:00]

yah, hm hm hm hm ahh . . i’m trying to think, well i gave up writing just about how long ago was it ? a year, not a year ago yet, but that was a decision ,  that was not wanting to write and not having . . it was more of a decision that i wanted to behave like the rest of the world in the sense that when you are a writer you are never quite like other people, you are doing some job that other people don’t know you are doing and you can’t talk about it really and you are just finding your way in this secret world and then you are doing something else in the normal world, and i guess i was a little tired of that, though i had done it all my life, absolutely all my life

robert walser

you don't know the pieces  you are missing

for he who lives more lives than one

more deaths than one must die

the last lines of stanza  III  of  ‘ the ballad of reading gaol ’  by oscar wilde

“ sorry to be  unromantic ,  but as much as I love you and would continue to love you, I am only devoted to the children who don’t exist yet ”

if you don’t want to see ,  i can’t persuade you  !

never allow someone to be your priority while allowing yourself to be their option

mark   twain

i think the hard fact of men and women is that men are never the priority for women, its the illusory shadows of yet to be conceived children they are always chasing !

julius bahnsen's  epitaph

vita mea irritus labor

my life is wasted labour

the deepest feeling always shows itself in silence;  not in silence, but restraint

marianne moore

“ the passion for setting people right is in itself an afflictive disease ”


quote from marianne  moore

face by me ! :o)

“ to expect too much is to have a sentimental view of life and this is a softness that ends in bitterness ”

flannery  o'connor

“ truth is not only violated by lies, it may be equally outraged by the witholding of pertinent/relevant information ! ”

the above is a   quote  of henri amiel

well from one perspective we are outraged when we are done in by it, from another, the withholding can be be very effective when used by ourselves in an adversarial context !

so when its done to you take note the context is or has turned adversarial !

its interesting about forgiveness, i don’t think you forgive or forget for good reason, but you can move to a more functional space where logic rather than emotion rules . .

people make mistakes, but the trajectory won’t differ, caution and not being too negative are spaces to move forward . . i n t o ! ?

“ i don't think he ever goes too far, because he is just writing what he is writing from himself, you can never go too far, its infinite what you can say and what you can feel and what you can express, and so its never too far, its always  good and looking forward to more, whatever the content is it just gets further and further, but its not shocking, maybe more truthful and i like that ”

a well trained wife ,  linda  bukowski !

perhaps more insightful than anything charles ever said !

life is just an endlessly repetitive   d y d r e   !

what good are explanations ?

everything is just meaningless babble

the less you have to do with people, the better you’ll get  along  with them

“ sickly sweet ”  is like a coin, you turn it over and it becomes  “ sour puss ”

who wants to understand the poem

must go to the land of poetry

who wishes to understand the poet

must go to the poet’s land

motto of goethe’s west-φstlicher  diwan

the diwan  translated  by edward dowden

 damaged women have relationships with /marry damaged men !

 damaged women marry damaged men !

 the door would be open if you weren’t so busy slamming it shut !

in the beginning was loss, in the end was loss and in the middle was loss and gain

 a broader view of life is both gentler and more rugged !

 a broader view of life and oneself is both gentler and more rugged !

form does not substance make

 capacity calls in its own defeat !

if we could see our weaknesses clearly, they wouldn’t be weaknesses

there are many questions to which there are no answers, that is, the answer is the direction taken in one’s life

winning territory is only half the battle ,  you then have to hold it !

women give birth to men, men seed women, its just so crazy, isn’t it ?

 women are great fishers of men, carefully baiting before the hooks get revealed  !

“ is there such a thing as doing good to others and doing bad to others ? ”

yes, but both harm and benefit can be unintentional !

education is the adverse re-invention of intelligence !

i think as a species, we are  over habituated  to bullshit !

competence  never  lasts

it only goes to make a house that is ruined in the next generation

you are my opponent but you keep bashing yourself  so i just sit back  !

the need for people to think shakespeare wrote shakespeare is boring mediocrities needing to think a boring mediocrity like themselves wrote works of genius  !

some people have a sort of blindness in respect of concepts, they can see and write the words, but they can’t see the concept !

it is just amazing what we put into  the intensiveness  of the best days of our life only to find later it was a complete waste of time

and something we so casually disposed of turned out to be oh so valuable had we persisted !

at a certain point questions can’t be answered as they are really life choices with the answers governed by how they turn out !

my  rhetoric

 hubris imposes a ceiling of mediocrity !

hubris imposes a ceiling of mediocrity

men never understand with women they are simply a means to an end, children !

we think we exist, but we are just a type of dream !

i think i exist, but i am just a type of dream !

I think I exist, but I am just a type of dream !

words and semantics weave infinitely, you want the interesting patterns !

words and semantics weave indefinitely, you want interesting patterns !

the blind men think

they have complete sight

something to remember about being human, we are the last and not the first hominin species

mostly i don’t intend to be funny and people think i am funny and when i intend to be funny, people get upset !

there is no meaning anywhere, we are just adrift on the streams of life

young men, they love themselves and their mothers love them ,  but no-one else does !

all our words drop meaningless into the dark night

once upon a time, many years ago, before the universe or god even, there was a bucket of words and it tipped over self sorting into piles of ascending boredom starting with quality poetry and mysticism, then philosophy, then science and mathematics moving into increasing levels of drivel, stupidity with politics, religion, self improvement, golf and card games

then god came along, amazed at his being just created and thought he should flex his abilities by saying  “ i will create people for all these categories, with the masses at the most boring end and the persecuted geniuses at the most interesting ”

he walked on smugly self satisfied with what he had done, its my will he thought to himself ! :o)

what is a shameless person ?

one, who not being able to add, never sees the sums !

answers unravel

in the mental health arena there’s two forms of mental illness, the therapists, practitioners and psychiatrists and then there’s the clients

only their own children ever settles women

there’s no sincerity in telling a lie, even if you think its the truth


i think at some point you have to accept that you are not with the crowds, they are going to do nothing for you

be indirect in criticism or face the consequences

religion is literature for dummies

so many times, i have looked at something but was unable to  “ get into it ”  and from looking again, weeks to many years later i walk straight in

dreams are dreams

death is too permanent

everything rolls on in the accident of life

when reason fails, insanity steps in

women are designed to play with men the way a cat plays with a mouse