Philosophy is the Art of Perception on the nexus of existence where phenomena inter-are. We are blessed, you know. The sacrifices our mothers and forebears have made are not in vain. We are growing and learning to embrace the opportunities we have today thanks to their tenacious efforts and shared wisdom. And most importantly, thanks to the love despite it all! Nexistentialism embraces human nature because art doesn't make itself.
Mittwoch, 2. Dezember 2009
The Child
i, too, was there when you cried, i was there when you stumbled, when you exploded with anger, when you wept with emotion. i was there for you when he didn't come home and suffered alongside with you for his well-being. i was there when you thought the world was a dark place and i smiled at you. And i didn't question your commands. i was there to show you how important you are, how grand, how beautiful. i was there to love you, to trust you, look up to you. i was there to kiss your violent hand. i, too, passed you cleenex to wipe your sadness away. i was there when you worried and I was there when you slouched. I was there everyday and reminded you how life goes on. i was there because i loved you. And i love you still.
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Physical Scholarship* and Sleepy Glutes
Life’s circumstances provided two unexpected opportunities this week, which furthered my physical-philosophical study in significant ways. A...
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Catharsis is an asymmetrical existential balancing act. It appears to be intimately linked with the act of art. Are catharsis and art insepa...
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Thou shalt eat death, and thou shalt shit death. To live. And death will feed the seed that nurtures you. Because death is life. And life i...