“Eating shit is all very well, but you can’t always eat the same shit. So, I try to get hold of some new shit.”
Lacan on Eating Shit: The function of what we call a cultural trend is to mix and homogenize. Something emerges and has certain qualities, a certain freshness, a certain tip. It’s a fad. The said cultural trend kneads it until it becomes completely reduced, despicable, and communicates with everything. It has to be said that this is not satisfactory, despite everything. Not for reasons to do with any internal necessity, but for commercial reasons. When it…
“Shall I compare thee to an insta model?”
Shall I compare thee to an insta model?
Thou art curvier and more natural.
Thick thighs do shake the insta algorithms of May,
And summer’s lease hath all too short a date.
Sometime too hot the selfie from heaven shines,
And often is your gold complexion dimmed;
And every fair from fair sometime declines,
By chance, or nature’s changing course untrimmed.
But thy eternal beauty shall not fade
Nor lose possession of that fair thou ow’st;
Nor shall death brag thou wand’rest in his shade,
When in eternal lines to time thou grow’st,
So long as men have insta and eyes can truly see,
So long lives this, and this gives life to thee.
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“My money is in the hands of strangers.”
On the 1st of November 1907, Kafka was hired at the Assicurazioni Generali, an insurance company, where he worked for nearly a year. Unfortunately the company was cutting down on costs and getting rid of employees, and that’s how Kafka stopped working at Assicurazioni Generali. On the 15th of July 1908, he was suspended from work. Two weeks later, and luckily, he found a job in Amsterdam at the Worker’s Accident Insurance Institute. Kafka eventually got an acceptance letter for his work visa to go to the Netherlands.
One month later, Kafka…
“People label themselves with all sorts of adjectives. I can only pronounce myself as ‘nauseatingly miserable beyond repair’.”
After spending the whole morning sitting on the toilet and browsing Instagram, Kafka was fed up, so he put his phone aside, flushed, and got off the toilet to realize that his legs were numb at this point. After avoiding a near death situation from falling in the bathroom and hitting his head in an unfavorable angle, Kafka walked to his sunny balcony, sat on his old wooden chair and proceeded to open Instagram again. Then he stopped himself, walked into the…
“In the midst of chaos, there is also opportunity.”
The Chinese Spring emerged in 520 BC; Sun Tzu was twenty-four years old at that time. He held a degree in political science from the University of Zen. Unemployed and hopeless like most of the youth in China at that time, he spent his twenties eating rice and thinking of methods to earn a living.
One morning, Sun Tzu was sitting under a lemon tree which he had known since he was ten years old. The tree knew all of Sun’s secrets and insecurities; he called that tree “Annchi”. On his…
“Men intrinsically do not trust new things that they have not experienced themselves.”
In 1494 in the city of Florence (Italy), Machiavelli was appointed to an office of the second chancery, a medieval writing office that put Machiavelli in charge of the production of official Florentine government documents. In the first decade of the sixteenth century, he carried out several diplomatic missions, most notably in the times of the spread of the COVID-4 in Italy. He was sent to Pistoia to meet the leaders of the Anti-vaccine movement in order to convince them of taking the vaccine.
When Niccolo Machiavelli…
“New Year’s resolutions are simply checks that men draw on a bank where they have no account.”
“To Masoud” wrote Oscar Wilde on New Year’s Eve in Beirut:
Masoud! I think thy spirit hath passed away
From these empty banks, and separated men;
This crumbling fiery-colored country of ours
Seems fallen into ashes dull and grey,
And the age changed unto a mimic play
Wherein we waste our else too-crowded hours:
For all our pomp and pageantry and powers,
We are but fit to delve the common clay
Our New Year’s resolutions are simply checks,
That men draw on a…
“The darker the night, the brighter the stars, the deeper the grief, the closer is God!”
In a dark, freezing, miserable hovel in Petersburg; a six year-old boy dressed in rags sits next to his mother who has just died of COVID-6. He’s nearly starving, so he goes out in search of food. As he walks through the empty streets he looks into the houses and sees that they are filled with happy children celebrating Christmas. He knocks on several doors, but no one lets him in. Then the little boy walks aimlessly in the snow and takes refuge in…
“Art does not tolerate reason.”
Throughout his lifetime Albert Camus enjoyed visiting Museums and discussing artwork with artists. Museum Boijmans Van Beuningen is an art museum in Rotterdam in the Netherlands. The museum opened in 1849. It houses the collections of Frans Jacob Otto Boijmans and Daniël George van Beuningen. In the collection, ranging from medieval to contemporary art, are works of Rembrandt, Claude Monet, Vincent van Gogh, Salvador Dali, and Wolfgang Gantner (a.ka. The Shit Scuplturer).
On a hot summer day in June, there was a shit exhibition going on in Museum Boijmans Van Beuningen where you would be…
“You Patreon, therefore I am.”
In 1618 Descartes visited Basilica della Santa Casa in Loreto in Italy to take part in a rave party. On that night; Rene got so high that he lost half of his memories which led him to reconstruct false memories later on in his life. Descartes liked hallucinogens: LSD, DMT, PCP, MXE, DOB, DVD, just give him any pill or cigarette and he will take it without asking you what it is. Descartes was on a different level of thought most of his lifetime.
After the rave party in Italy and the reconstruction of his…
Philosophers lives matter. For existential purposes and failure in getting rich, I am overclocking my liver to refurbish Filosophy. A page for all and none.