i sing in dead on. i'm working on a ph.d. in philosophy. i think about things that most people find uninteresting. i spend a lot of time in the gym. i often feel that there is a profound distance between me and everyone else.
i'm a goon.
Excelsior!— "You will never pray again, never adore again, never again rest in endless trust—you do not permit yourself to stop before any ultimate wisdom, ultimate goodness, ultimate power, while unharnessing your thoughts—you have no perpetual guardian and friend for your seven solitudes—you live without a view of mountains with snow on their peaks and fire in their hearts—there is no avenger for you any more nor any final improver—there is no longer any reason in what happens, no love in what will happen to you—no resting place is open any longer to your heart, where it only needs to find and no longer to seek, you resist any ultimate peace, you will the eternal recurrence of war and peace:—man of renunciation, all this you wish to renounce? Who will give you the strength for that? Nobody yet has had this strength!" There is a lake that one day ceased to permit itself to flow off, and it formed a dam where it had hitherto flown off: ever since this lake is rising higher and higher. Perhaps this very renunciation will also lend us the strength needed to bear this renunciation; perhaps man will rise ever higher as soon as he ceases to flow out into a god.
Nietzsche, The Gay Science
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