today i revisited spinoza...
"humility is not a virtue, that is to say, it does not arise from reason" (E-IV- P53)
"humility is not a virtue, that is to say, it does not arise from reason" (E-IV- P53)
van gogh. why do every person have to interpret him throughout the prism of mental illness? where did the respect for the artist go? i mean, c'mon, give some credit to the guy...
once upon a time a saturday night would be a night to go out...
anna:
oh, why thank you. ive always thought of my handwriting as illegible.
this saturday i had plans. by 1:30am i realized that my ride was not coming. i had spent hours getting ready, and hours more sitting on my bed, all dressed up and waiting to go. then i realized how much i need human interaction, and how much i dont have it, and i cried a lot. it was self-pitying and angry and sad.
whats your story?
this saturday i had plans. by 1:30am i realized that my ride was not coming. i had spent hours getting ready, and hours more sitting on my bed, all dressed up and waiting to go. then i realized how much i need human interaction, and how much i dont have it, and i cried a lot. it was self-pitying and angry and sad.
whats your story?
even though it's not an omelette, sometime to make a life you have to break some things.
that was yesterday.
today it's tranquil.
wine tomorrow,why not?
that was yesterday.
today it's tranquil.
wine tomorrow,why not?