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March 23, 2005

man's truth

Man's truth lies in what he hides. Andre Malraux

Lives lived are lives too easily forgotten. F-M Banier

Life is not so much a problem to be solved, as a mystery to be lived.

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March 18, 2005

marx on religion

Religion... is the self-conscious and self-feeling of the man who either has not yet found himself, or else (having found himself) has lost himself once more. But man is not an abstract being... Man is the world of men, the State, society. This State, this society produces religion, produces a perverted world consciousness, because they are a perverted world. Religion is the sigh of the oppressed creature, the feelings of a heartless world, just as it is the spirit of unspiritual conditions. It is the opium of the people.

The people cannot be really happy until it has been deprived of illusory happiness by the abolition of religion. The demand that people should shake itself free of illusion as to its own condition is the demand that it should abandon a condition which needs illusion.


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March 7, 2005


I sort of hanged myself that day
When I turned and walked away...
Nobody ever knows the pain we feel
Especially at vain regret...
And so
I caught the next
And ended up
At the end of the line alone
Crying as too tired I tried to write
My squeaky excuses on wet metal
With my empty indelible pen.

Paul Fryer - Terminus

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March 6, 2005

an end but also a beginning...

Every time we view an image, it is again transformed; the recognition and the doubts of our personal memories and experience impose themselves, and through our imagination, the image becomes at once finite and infinite; and end but also a beginning.

F-M Banier

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March 5, 2005

the absurd man

... The absurd man is the lucid man, for he has
understood that the world has no meaning, he knows
that the universality and inevitability of death made
all things to be of only momentary value.

...He is the man of no illusions, the mind of no
secret hiding places, for he sees clearly the utter
futility of any individual life; he is always
conscious of the mad character of human living. Hence
the lucid man knows that life is not a a matter of
explaining and solving but of experiencing and describing.

Albert Camus

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March 4, 2005

chronicles, vol. one

I was heading for the fantastic lights. No doubt about it. Could it be that I was being deceived? Not likely. I don't think I had enough imagination to be deceived; Had no false hopes, either. I'd come from a long ways off and had started a long ways down. But now destiny was about to manifest itself. I felt like it was looking right at me and nobody else.

Bob Dylan

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March 3, 2005

god and time

It is not in time that you precede time: elsewise you would not precede all times. You precede all past times in the sublimity of an ever present eternity, and you surpass all future times, because they are to come, and when they come, they shall be past, "but you are the Selfsame, and your years shall not fail." Your years neither come nor go, but our years come and go, so that all of them may come. Your years stand all at once, because they are steadfast: departing years are not turn away by those that come, because they never pass away. But these years of ours shall all be, when they all shall be no more. Your years are one day, and your day is not each day, but today, because with you today does not give way to tomorrow, nor does it succeeds yesterday. With you, today is eternity. Therefore you begot the coeternal, to whom you said, "This day have I begotten you." You have made all times, and you are before all times, and not at any time was there no time.


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March 2, 2005

a good poem

A good poem is a contribution to reality. The world is never the same once a good poem has been added to it. A good poem helps to change the shape and significance of the universe, helps to extend everyone's knowledge of himself and the world around him.

Dylan Thomas

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March 1, 2005


I created this blog for no particular reason. Just an experiment. The plan is to write about literature, philosophy, religion, film, photography and related matters, but we'll just see where things go...

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