So enough of me rattling along and let the videos translate and help you to understand what I'm talking about. Everyone has their own interpretation and many might not understand me with the way I express my thoughts.
I believe everyone (or at last the majority) would be familiar with Sungha Jung, a young boy hailing from the far lands of Korea. The music is strong with this one and watching him grow in his music just makes me glad. I don't have any other way to explain it. I'M JUST THAT INTO MUSIC.
Sungha Jung - Nothing Else Matters (Metallica cover)
I have to say Sungha is good but he hasn't played in a way that shows he owns the song yet. Put it in music terms, I don't feel (hear) his soul and in laymans, he's still playing by the book. That's JUST because he's young and will ripen/get better with age, being able to emanate his being into his music.
And to reduce the effect of biasness, I'm bringing in another source, Igor Presnyakov hailing from Russia and currently residing in Netherlands. He's a perfect example of "ripe" and he's a "nobody" to most of you because there's no fame/celebrity bubble like say if I use Slash or some other guitar legend as an example.
Igor Presnyakov - Nothing Else Matters
This time, you can tell Igor mixes his own flavour into the song. When I listen to this song, it gives me a European feel, leaving sort of a medieval impression I can't seem to put my finger on. This is just his experience of aging being translated into his music, sure Sungha can play as well as him, hitting every chord, every note, but with the obvious difference in just how the same song is translated and played by them and discrediting skill (because they both are on the level where they can play any song with a bit of practice). In addition, they both play mainly by fingerpicking (just watch how they strum). This is how I choose to bring to you the 2 extremes of the spectrum, rising bud and old veteran.
Apocalyptica - Nothing Else Matters
PLEASE TAKE NOTE Apocalyptica is a fucking METAL BAND. No shit... They don't do "screamos" eh? Not what a non metal listener would expect or even know sometimes. They're a symphonic metal band that consists of ONLY cellos. Still not buying the whole, cellos can play metal crap, here's wikipedia and another video of them performing live.
| Genres | Cello rock/metal, symphonic metal,neo-classical metal, progressive metal, classical |
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Here's a video of them performing live at Wacken which is a heavy metal festical held in Wacken, Germany.
Wiki description : http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Wacken_Open
Apocalyptica - Wacken Open Air 2011 (Full segment)
If you realise, they changed one of the cello players and have a drummer. Before I go into the original song and the band that wrote it. Let me first share with you that Apocalyptica started out performing Metallica (said band in question) covers. They later went on to perform other pioneer metal bands (we call them classics cause of how long they've been around).
Metallica - Nothing Else Matters (2009) [Nimes, France]
They're from the 1980s, hence the year. Go figure. So there it is, one of the bigshot metal bands and something most people have at least heard of. It's synonym to say "Metallica = metal" because the first 5 letters are the same but here's wikipedia on that matter.
| Genres | Heavy metal, thrash metal, hard rock,speed metal |
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http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Metallica
I'm lazy to tie everything together using a wordy explanation so here it is in point form.
Messages I'm sharing:
Not necessarily requiring a vocalist
Does contain singing
Vocalist do not scream (incorrect technique and overuse may will damage voice which is as per normal with singing)
Not all about insane guitar riffs
Not all about heavy distorted guitars and drums
Not about flashly costumes
Seldom offensive in themes.
Seldom contains explicit words
Rarely contains offensive phrases towards religion (in my defense other genres have have any hints, or lyrics against god)
Is not satanic
Not about mindlessly playing whatever fuck they want
Instruments are normally hard to play (some songs are piss easy)
Additional things I want to cover in future:
Vocals are extremely hard (I have performed as a metal vocalist)
Detailed explanation of metal sub-genres
Brief explanation of lyrics
Why I'm so into "Metal"
So with all that has been shared, I hope this sheds more light on what "Metal" is and hopefully stop people from being quick to judge.
Do tell me what you think, be it in person or leaving a message here, as feedback is greatly appreciated.
|Sin†ner|™
Do not wonder,
For I am but a shadow
- Music:Nothing Else Matters - Metallica
Believe I have ranted too much about my interest/acclimation in and towards music and have yet to broach certain topics in years. Since I'm waiting for my hair to dry, think I should do something constructive, or maybe something I can look back upon as time not wasted.
I will not speak in cryptic riddles or in a way you would not find it archaic nor to use any ellipsis citations (there's just too many ways to infer), to the best of my abilities. So pardon my mistakes, if any, because it's going to be a really long post and I will not re-read to correct anything.
The impasse I have with relationships, neither of us giving in, I'll try to explain why.
Note that what I'm sharing, my views as a whole, are through my own proliferations. It's only fitting to bring it up during Valentine's. On a completely irrelevant side not, do you know celebrating valentine's day is Haram? Not harem but Haram. Happened upon it like last month, quite an interesting read and only seeks to fortify my narrow view on organised religion.
Sure sex is great, but think of the costs incurred leading to, spawning after and building up around the whole damn thing. I'm not talking about it's paid acquisition, nor the cheap motel visits. I'm talking about dating or hanging out, opposed to just living with my expenditure well planned and executed.
Everything costs money, a girlfriend inclusive. No you do not buy love, but you do spend money building it (via hanging out) and on it's upkeep (maintaining it). We're not young anymore and at this age, MacDonalds' ice cream and sweet walks in the park are not going to cut it anymore, contrary to what dad has been teaching and telling me to practice I might add. I am not going to give candy and trick a girl into having sex with me. I believe you get my metaphor and pun.
I will not speak in cryptic riddles or in a way you would not find it archaic nor to use any ellipsis citations (there's just too many ways to infer), to the best of my abilities. So pardon my mistakes, if any, because it's going to be a really long post and I will not re-read to correct anything.
The impasse I have with relationships, neither of us giving in, I'll try to explain why.
Note that what I'm sharing, my views as a whole, are through my own proliferations. It's only fitting to bring it up during Valentine's. On a completely irrelevant side not, do you know celebrating valentine's day is Haram? Not harem but Haram. Happened upon it like last month, quite an interesting read and only seeks to fortify my narrow view on organised religion.
Sure sex is great, but think of the costs incurred leading to, spawning after and building up around the whole damn thing. I'm not talking about it's paid acquisition, nor the cheap motel visits. I'm talking about dating or hanging out, opposed to just living with my expenditure well planned and executed.
Everything costs money, a girlfriend inclusive. No you do not buy love, but you do spend money building it (via hanging out) and on it's upkeep (maintaining it). We're not young anymore and at this age, MacDonalds' ice cream and sweet walks in the park are not going to cut it anymore, contrary to what dad has been teaching and telling me to practice I might add. I am not going to give candy and trick a girl into having sex with me. I believe you get my metaphor and pun.
Fapping would be my simple alternative, it's free and can to a certain degree, satisfy whatever carnal urges I have.
Let me bring up an abstract example.
Korea
The PC Bang Phenomenon
The StarCraft syndrome cannot be explained without bringing up the PC Bang explosion. “PC Bang” is a Korean term for cyber café (“bang” meaning room,) but this is not the dingy kind with four computers you see at tourist traps in Europe. These are glorious arcades with anywhere between 50 to 200 high-speed computers, comfortable chairs, futuristic interior design and a snack bar in the corner.
Typical PC Bang in Korea
The proliferation of PC Bang has much to do with Korea’s small business environment. One very important factor is that Korea is a country where not too many people get to “retire” as Americans or Europeans get to do. Korea does not have guaranteed social pension like Europe, nor has it encouraged everyone to save for retirement like America (until very recently). The group that is most impacted by this is Koreans in their late 40s and 50s, who began their career in a system that guaranteed continued employment but the proverbial rug was pulled underneath them as Korean economy underwent a major overhaul in the late 1900s.
So put yourselves in their shoes. You are 50 years old. You have saved up a sizable nest egg but not quite sizable enough to live off of it for the rest of your life. Stock market is too volatile, and does not generate enough short-term cash to live off of at any rate. More stable and cash-generating derivative financial products are unheard of in Korea until early 2000s. And you are too young to sit around anyway. So you have to run a small business to spend time and make ends meet, but you don’t want to work too hard. What business would you choose?
PC bang is the perfect choice in this scenario. Once all the computers are set up and popular games are installed, there is very little expertise required. Unlike, say, selling clothes, there is almost no effort required to figure out what the customers want – everyone wants the same 4 or 5 games (including StarCraft,) and most of the popular games are entirely hosted online at any rate. Also, practically no manual labor is required other than keeping the store clean. There is also very few regulations governing PC Bang, unlike for example restaurants which must follow certain hygienic requirements. It is better business than even a traditional arcade, since traditional arcade machine is more expensive and each machine is unique. It also helped that Korea made a massive investment in Internet infrastructure in the late 1990s such that it still enjoys the fastest Internet in the world. (Indeed, many Korean websites run very slowly in America because Korean websites are made with the expectation that Internet is four times faster than the broadband speed in America.
So once people got a wind of the trend that online games, including StarCraft, is getting popular, they started looking into opening of PC Bangs. Soon, PC Bangs began to mushroom everywhere in Korea. Once the boom began, the larger PC Bangs began to turn into a franchise and began to share the cost of computer maintenance and repair as well as create a unified interior design, which made opening a PC Bang even easier. The cost of opening a PC Bang became even lower as computer-leasing business began to take hold.
Hilarious billboard for a PC Bang
Once PC bangs came to be everywhere, it began to infiltrate Korean people’s habits. People go because they are there, and because they are an easy way to kill some time. It became another version of the self-expanding cycle: people go to PC Bang because PC Bangs are there. More entrepreneurs open PC Bangs because people go there. More people go to PC Bangs because more of them exist, and other people are going too. It was only a matter of time when TV executives caught on and turn this into an even bigger phenomenon.
The result is that StarCraft became a standard rather than a choice. There have been other worthy real-time simulation (RTS) games that were just as entertaining as StarCraft. (EA Game’s Command & Conquer series comes to mind.) But once StarCraft was chosen to be the standard for PC Bangs, there was no turning back. The fun of an online game multiply with more players even though the original merits of that game may have fallen below those of a later game. So StarCraft lives on in Korea, even though it has been 12 years since the game came out.
Does this mean that any game could have taken the place of StarCraft? Could Command & Conquer: Red Alert 2, for example, have been as popular in Korea had it been released just at the right time when the PC Bang boom was beginning? The Korean doubts that. It would be a mistake to discount StarCraft’s own merits allowed all the subsequent events – the proliferation of PC Bangs, professional game leagues, dedicated cable TV stations – to happen in the way they did.
Put Singapore, infrastructure, upbringing, economy , consumer and relationship into context, you can see being "attached" (at this age), is not a choice, but a standard.
I do not say this as a celibate or a virgin monk, fuel with the need to defend myself. Speaking your lingo or being "normal" does not give you the damn right to assume you we have the same insight or views. I say it loosely and with constant quotation marks so as not to offend anyone.
My favourite iteration of the song, I think it sums up my mood.
My favourite iteration of the song, I think it sums up my mood.
Can anyone guess why I choose them instead of Adele? Lunch for the lucky winner.
For money, if I'm willing to spend it with and for you, consider yourself lucky. But then again, unlike last year where I loved my close friends and really put in effort to maintain the friendship and kinship shared, as for 2012, I'll not be bothered that much, I believe some of you might be able to tell.
So as far as my expectations to relationships go, I sum it up in 1 word, serendipity.
Got to admit, that was hard. To talk this way and this long. I can say it's incomplete, due to my haste and knowing myself well enough to say "if I don't finish it in one sitting, I'll never get it done".
|Sin†ner|™
Do not wonder,
For I am but a shadow
- Mood:creative
Whatever happened to ace poly then scholarship to some school, that's not in Singapore? I had no commitment to follow it through apparently, even though school's supposed to be child's play. To top that off, here I am blogging about this at 4:40 am though I have to wake up for in in 2 hours plus time. Probably going to skip it.
Wonder why is it for my debtors, I'm always the last they choose to clear debt with? They all seem to have other priorities the money goes to. It's not like they've plain run away with it, it's just that they can spend and splurge without guilt, or care that I might actually need the money back. I'd like to say... Selfish individuals. But in their defence, humans are by default selfish creatures and I cannot claim to be 100% selfless myself. Maybe only towards certain individuals, at most 90% of the time.
Another wasted year to add in my annals, an entry tagged with a single word.
Once again, I'm afraid of what's to come, the decisions I would have to make and the things I could never accomplish.
|Sin†ner|™
Do not wonder,
For I am but a shadow
- Mood:
discontent
We knew each other sometime during the Summer of 02 via a game called Maplestory. Yes contrary to my absolute revulsion towards the game, I used to play it. It was only a short while mind you! Okay on with the story.
We somehow met ingame at like level 20-ish and decided to brave the dangers of the dungeon with the Balrog in it (forgot the damn name). Wading through swamps of crocodiles and mobs of evil eyes .Precariously leaping through ledges above the minotaurs till we eventually reached the gate, exhausting all our potions in the process. Though we didn't managed to see the infamous Balrog at that time and eventually died, that was how it all started.
We chatted online and somehow got onto the topic of him coming over. I gave him my address and he came within an hour or two, memory's a little fuzzy there but that's how we first met, physically.
A little over the following 1 year, we were the best of friends, always hanging out, me always going over to his old estate, bonding through games like DotA & WoW with talks on life.
So thus ends part 1 of "The story of Ben". Wanted to use chronicles but that's what he named his blog previously. I shall try to continue this when I find the inspiration again.
Girl I'm doing good on our promise here. So like sit tight and try to bug me about it more so I'll remember to continue lol.
|Sin†ner|™
Do not wonder,
For I am but a shadow
- Mood:
blah
Gaming has become nothing more than a routine to pass the time, I no longer look forward to my meals (maid's to blame) and I'm spending all my money on learning how to play snooker.
Music hasn't changed much for me, still stuck on "Build to Fall" for the most part. I swear... It never gets old.
On the bright side, girlfriend told me that we'll be able to "drink our guts out" in 3 weeks, I'm quoting her there. Dang that's going to be alot of liquor.
I want to try something different this time, we're always listening to songs from the singer's and maybe on rare occasions, the guitarist's perspective. The very same words could mean different things with different perspectives. The song describes my current life, not just the lyrics, but the whole. Deeps meanings, drummer's perspectives. It's like fine tuning to have a different view and having fun seeing the 'other side'. Like the saying goes "the grass is always greener, on the other side". Gah! It's hard to explain, limited by words.
Like walking into a dream
So unlike what you've seen
So unsure but it seems
'Cause we've been waiting for you
Fallen into this place
Just giving you a small taste
Of your afterlife here so stay
You'll be back here soon anyway
I see a distant light
But girl, this can't be right
Such a surreal place to see
So how did this come to be, arrived too early?
And when I think of all the places
I just don't belong
I've come to grips with life
And realize this is going too far
I don't belong here, we gotta move on, dear
Escape from this afterlife
'Cause this time I'm right to move on and on
Far away from here
A place of hope and no pain
Perfect skies with no rain
Can leave this place but refrain
'Cause we've been waiting for you
Fallen into this place
Just giving you a small taste
Of your afterlife here so stay
You'll be back here soon anyway
This peace on earth's not right
(With my back against the wall)
No pain or sign of time
(I'm much too young to fall)
So out of place don't wanna stay
I feel wrong and that's my sign
I've made up my mind
Give me your hand
But realize I just wanna say goodbye
Please understand I have to leave
And carry on my own life
I don't belong here, I gotta move on, dear
Escape from this afterlife
'Cause this time I'm right to move on and on
Far away from here
Got nothing against you
And surely I'll miss you
This place full of peace and light
And I'd hope you might
Take me back inside when the time is right
Loved ones back home all crying
'Cause they're already missing me
I pray by the grace of God
That there's somebody listening
Give me a chance to be that person I wanna be
(I am unbroken, I'm choking on this ecstasy)
Oh Lord, I'll try so hard but You gotta let go of me
(Unbreak me, unchain me, I need another chance to live)
I don't belong here, I gotta move on, dear
Escape from this afterlife
Cause this time I'm right to move on and on
Far away from here
Got nothing against you
And surely I'll miss you
This place full of peace and light
And I'd hope you might
Take me back inside when the time is right
|Sin†ner|™
Do not wonder,
For I am but a shadow
- Mood:
sleepy
Think the only reason I'm back here is cause I'm bored. Well okay lets see what I come up wiith this impromptu thing. Whenever I blogged, it seems I always have a feeling I wish to pen down, but this time I can't seem to point that out, it's hidden somewhere behind laziness and boredom.
Having an inclination towards certain things lately, flash mobs for one, I'm kinda attracted to the thought of it, though I think it'll never really be a hit in Singapore. Bah, I'll wait till I study overseas and plan a nice one lol. Hopefully! You know how I am with things.
Seems as adverse I am to organised religion, I still frequently quote instances from Christianity, like my blog titles for one, including this, maybe it's because I'm able to make a really cryptic reference with a mere 5 or so words.
I remember my long talks on "suggestive reasoning" coming back to play a part in explaination, it works in really roundabout ways. Infact, I can trace my laziness back to the source which would be fear. Of the unknown, of failure, of extending outside of my comfort zone, which all of the above in turn, creates a paradigm to fortify self concocted reasonings which in turn sums up to the word 'lazy'.
Okay music again, I was really caught up on this song for quite a long time, ever since I heard it sometime earlier this year. Well songs have always been a medium of my expression, an emo song would make me reminisce easily. Songs lead my feelings and are usually a catalyst for things. I'm kinda into piano, maybe it'll fill the void left by drums, that never really worked out cause I'd end up thinking in terms of guitar and I was only ever good in my footwork, my hands had too much muscle memory of rifts and stuff.
Even for the misanthropic me, the warmness of the soul has never failed to amaze me, I'd have totally given up on humanity otherwise. This explains why I have such an odd view of various inter-human relationships. Your World is based on what you see, take for instance a person who always lies through his teeth, the average person would stop believing him or tell him to stop it (however nice would depend on individual character again). I would try to make an educated guess on the source and see if it's worth the effort to tackle it, meaning if that thing really does matter in my relationship with the person, or that he/she means enough to warrant effort above the median.
This vision is what makes me fundamentally different from society's average view of a person, or what the mean and median is in terms of thought matrix and it's process. Why I say so is because even with countless possible outcomes, there's ever only afew acceptable ones. Like for instance if one is late for school, there's only afew main outcomes possible, take own sweet time, hail a cab, give an elaborate excuse while blah, take mc/skip school. Of course there are other less probable outcomes under all these generalised things. But before that, in this case, there would only be 3 groupings which would be to make haste, to sloth or keep cool/panic or give excuse. Think of it as a pie chart which is able to mix and match any of the 3. So to take a cab and give a reason why you're late is a combination of 1 & 3 and is also one of the possible outcomes. Carjacking and driving to school is also possible, but the possibility of a sane person choosing that would be miniscule so we can normally rule that out.
So okay what I'm trying to say is there's only ever afew set outcomes to choose from, but the decision/thought process is what differs. Like breaking up from an intimate relationship with another, a breakup is basically a breakup no matter what you'd like to say about it. What's interesting here is the feelings and thought matrix/process behind.
Once again I'm losing interest to continuably rant on something so I'll wrap this up.
I love the way that your heart breaks
With every injustice and deadly fate
Praying it all will be new
And living like it all depends on you
Here you are down on your knees again
Trying to find air to breathe again
And only surrender will help you now
I love you please see and believe again
Love that you're never satisfied
With face value wisdom and happy lies
You take what they say and go back and cry
You're so close to me that you nearly died
Here you are down on your knees again
Trying to find air to breathe again
And only surrender will help you now
I love you please see and believe again
They don't have to understand you
Be still
Wait and know I understand you
Be still
Be still
Here you are down on your knees again
Trying to find air to breathe again
And only surrender will help you now
The floodgates are breaking and pouring out
Here you are down on your knees
Trying to find air to breathe
Right where I want you to be again
I love you please see and believe again
Here you are down on your knees again
Trying to find air to breathe again
Right where I want you to be again
See and believe!
I'd like to repeat, see and believe. Unquestionable faith to me, is to be blind. Not just religion, faith in one's actions/decisions or assumptions, without doubt to test it, I wouldn't consider it true to a shadow of a doubt. Only a fallback, just a fallback.
|Sin†ner|™
Do not wonder,
For I am but a shadow
- Location:Singapore, Singapore
- Mood: blah
Still haven't got the words for the post I promised, maybe I'm just too afraid to think about it, maybe I'm just lazy again.
What's yours is unsure
What's mine will stay mine
Stay sure the two never shall meet
The only discussion is our bottom line
From the flood of our trash to the street
A draft to lure the sea a single direction
Myself staring right back at me
Perfecting perception in my own reflection
Scripting his hollow dignity
You sold away your name
And who will break your fall
After you've used them all
After you hit the wall
Some things it will change
It won’t go away
The biggest of lies to myself
Hanging your hooks
Waiting for us to mumble
They drew in, we ring the bell
Waiting for something to make it make sense
Will kill off the money trail
Under the wheels, hop over the fence
The highest bid gets itself a sale
You've sold away your life
And who will break your fall
After you've used them all
After you hit the wall
Without an ounce of shame
You've sold away your name
After you hit the wall
Everything you planned to stand for has come to nothing
And who will break your fall
After you've used them all
After you hit the wall
Without an ounce of shame
You've sold away your name
After you hit the wall
|Sin†ner|™
Do not wonder,
For I am but a shadow
- Mood:
nauseated
Okay let's see... I've been rather preoccupied with whatever it is I do to pass the day ( I don't really know myself), have been backsliding again towards gym, recently found out my holidays are for a month (which explains why I didn't source for a job). So here I am, absolutely bored out of my wits and too lazy to do anything about it and have resorted to FINALLY blog out some stuff which has been pilling up.
For music, it seems I'm drifting from my main genre of New Wave of American Heavy Metal to more trash metal and pop-ish stuff, by pop-ish I mean Avenged Sevenfold, they're my version of pop lol. I'm currently enjoying trance as well. Having a liking to alternative country as well as more uhh... Classical stuff, not like Mozart that kind but more acoustic sounding tracks. Instrumentals too! Yeah! Music'll always be a part of me, it made me who I am today, some can say it is my religion. It still makes my hair stand now and then. It might not be my first crush but it sure is my very first love.
Shall continue this another time. I did promie to write about something.
Headbanging 03-Present.
|Sin†ner|™
Do not wonder,
For I am but a shadow
- Mood: sleepy
"You were meant for me"
I hear the clock, it's six a.m.
I feel so far from where I've been
I got my eggs and my pancakes too
I got my maple syrup, everything but you.
I break the yolks, make a smiley face
I kinda like it in my brand new place
I wipe the spots off the mirror
Don't leave the keys in the door
Never put wet towels on the floor anymore' cause
Dreams last for so long
even after you're gone
I know you love me
And soon you will see
You were meant for me
And I was meant for you.
I called my momma, she was out for a walk
Consoled a cup of coffee but it didn't wanna talk
So I picked up a paper, it was more bad news
More hearts being broken or people being used
Put on my coat in the pouring rain
I saw a movie it just wasn't the same
'Cause it was happy and I was sad
It made me miss you oh so bad 'cause
Dreams last for so long
Even after you're gone
I know you love me
And soon you will see
You were meant for me
And I was meant for you.
I go about my business, I'm doin fine
Besides what would I say if I had you on the line
Same old story, not much to say
Hearts are broken, everyday.
I brush my teeth and put the cap back on
I know you hate it when I leave the light on
I pick a book up. Turn the sheets down.
Take a deep breath and a good look around
Put on my pjs and hop into bed
I'm half alive but I feel mostly dead
I try and tell myself it'll be all right
I just shouldn't think anymore tonight 'cause
Dreams last for so long
Even after you're gone
I know you love me
And soon I know you will see
You were meant for me
And I was meant for you
Yeah.... You were meant for me and I was meant for you.
So what do I mean, when I say those words? What am I to you?
|Sin†ner|™
Do not wonder,
For I am but a shadow
- Mood:artistic
I ran to songs and found solace there because I didn't accept who I was, I shunned myself. I was too focused on the person outside, I forgot about the person inside. I should stop being influenced, by people, by readings, by music. I was always more than just THIS and THAT person, I was all of them. I shouldn’t have drawn the line to say what I was or was not.
I was a slave, a slave to the morals I had built up.
Thank you Miss Severus, your words, they were a revelation to me once again.
God is dead. God remains dead. And we have killed him. How shall we comfort ourselves, the murderers of all murderers? What was holiest and mightiest of all that the world has yet owned has bled to death under our knives: who will wipe this blood off us? What water is there for us to clean ourselves? What festivals of atonement, what sacred games shall we have to invent? Is not the greatness of this deed too great for us? Must we ourselves not become gods simply to appear worthy of it?
—Nietzsche, The Gay Science, Section 125, tr. Walter Kaufmann
This isn’t downright nihilism, if you think it is, go brush up on your literature then come back and re-evaluate the statement.
"If God as the suprasensory ground and goal of all reality is dead, if the suprasensory world of the Ideas has suffered the loss of its obligatory and above it its vitalizing and upbuilding power, then nothing more remains to which man can cling and by which he can orient himself."
Thus, it’s nothing more than perspectivism so don’t flame me for that.
I feel like I’m helplessly plagarising again. Help me brain?
|Sin†ner|™
Do not wonder,
For I am but a shadow
- Mood:
mellow
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