Habe nun, ach! Philosophie...I spend time thinking about thinking about things, and then not thinking at all for contrived, extended periods of time.
I should add, that I am exceptionally pleased with my reception on myspace. I was nearly convinced that I would certainly have been forgotten by now. You are all wonderful friends! I thank you all!
I fathered only seeds of existentialism. You'll see this in the metaethical implications of my music theory; see chapter 52 of WaWuV. For you moderns, (post-, if you prefer, though they mean the same thing,) whence does your late-modern music sound? From where, i say!
"Post" Modern! We have only yet, with pensive steps, begun a hesitant procesion into the Modern! We are the last monks of the Dark Ages, here in the 21st of centuries.History is irrelevant; humanity died long ago with the demise of art - creatures, as Beckett so expertly stated, "born astride of a grave". The light gleamed for an instant... and then was heard no more. We express, but we do not art. We can do, but we can never "Be".My pessimisms seem the means to discovery of the only means of attaining long since extinct "freedom", "happiness", "art", "love", et cetera; pessimism "is" the alternative to pessimism. It is the necessary stop on the path to an eternal Noch-Nicht. And like the quill of a porcupine, it often tastes bad in the mouth. But like a footy cheese, it is something we become used-to, and eventually learn to love and that from which we draw our only inspirations. (cf. Ducasse, et alii...)
Expunge the copulae! - it helps. We do, we cannot be!
I had to re-learn German when i returned to the German speaking world, so i feel rather comfortable writing all of this in English. You know, I almost translated the works of Kant; had that been the case, my edition would probably have become the standard, and the one by which you-all would be familiar with Mr. Kant. Sorry...
Have patience, and quiet "your" will, please.
