I mitt Vita (eller grådaskiga arkiv) #1

ingelsmars 15, 2024Uncategorized

Om inte detta är det vackraste som skrivits på Svenska så vet då inte jag. bob hund’s ”Jag rear ut min själ” vilket är något vi alla gör i ett modernt samhälle, denna låt i valfri tappning vill jag i alla fall ska spelas när mitt bäst-före datum har passerats och därmed basta.

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I'm a geek at heart who goes all out for the things I like and find interesting. Got his first home computer at an early age (A Commodore 64) and since that day has loved spending his time behind a keyboard. Worships Cthulhu and that might tell you a little about how he views the world in the grand scheme of things.

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For the rest of the earth’s organisms, existence is relatively uncomplicated. Their lives are about three things: survival, reproduction, death—and nothing else. But we know too much to content ourselves with surviving, reproducing, dying—and nothing else. We know we are alive and know we will die. We also know we will suffer during our lives before suffering—slowly or quickly—as we draw near to death. This is the knowledge we “enjoy” as the most intelligent organisms to gush from the womb of nature. And being so, we feel shortchanged if there is nothing else for us than to survive, reproduce, and die. We want there to be more to it than that, or to think there is. This is the tragedy: Consciousness has forced us into the paradoxical position of striving to be unself-conscious of what we are— hunks of spoiling flesh on disintegrating bones.