What are you passionate about?
Reading Nietzsche in the original German.
What are you passionate about?
Reading Nietzsche in the original German.
This song is on high rotation.
Be yourself
Give your free will a chance
What’s the one luxury you can’t live without?
Love!
If humans had taglines, what would yours be?
I have a tagline on this blog so that might be it for the moment:
The higher we soar the smaller we appear to those who cannot fly.

And those who were seen dancing were thought to be insane by those who could not hear the music
Friedrich Nietzsche
…, the obscure.
…, the grumpy.
…, the weird (or strange).
…, the weeping solitary.
The Anchorage experiment is over. There is no room in the modern Anglican Church of Australia for the solitary life. All about survival, so all about money.
I am sitting on the porch (for the last time?!), drinking a beer before noon, reading Nietzsche, lamenting my broken toe. How is your day?


So … again … I have not posted for a week or so. I have been asked to leave my current house, so I have packed my books, clothes, and furniture (three kneelers). I knew it was coming. But I cannot help but be disappointed. I am blessed to have a place to which I can move and the love and care of a parent. Plans are set!
Today is a day of rest. Emotionally, this is all too much for me. People are a disappointment. Maybe not people, but the idea that an institution is above an individual!? Conform!!!
I am reading Nietzsche. A strange mixture (for me) of the reality of my life and the inspiration of madness. Whatever happened to madness? Where are the books of aphorisms? Who is speaking the ideas that are way ahead of their time?
Anyway …