You want to go with the flow. The sea refuses no river. The idea is to remain in a state of constant departure while always arriving. Saves on introductions and good-byes. The ride does not require an explanation. Just occupants. That's where you guys come in. It's like you come onto this planet with a crayon box. Now, you may get the 8-pack, you may get the 16-pack. But it's all in what you do with the crayons, the colors that you're given. Don't worry about drawing within the lines or coloring outside the lines. I say color outside the lines. Color right off he page. Don't box me in. We're in motion to the ocean. We are not landlocked, I'll tell ya that.
I 'm afraid we're losing the real virtues of living life passionately, the sense of taking responsibility for who you are, the ability to make something of yourself and feeling good about life. Existentialism is often discussed as if it's a philosophy of despair. But I think the truth is just the opposite.
The more that you talk about a person as a social construction... or as a confluence of forces... or as fragmented or marginalized, what you do is you open up a whole new world of excuses.
It might be true that there are six billion people in the world and counting. Nevertheless, what you do makes a difference. It makes a difference, first of all, in material terms. Makes a difference to other people and it sets an example. In short, I think the message here is... that we should never simply write ourselves off...and see ourselves as the victim of various forces. It's always our decision who we are.
Creation seems to come out of imperfection. I t seems to come out of a striving and a frustration. And this is where I think language came from. I mean, it came from our desire to transcend our isolation...and have some sort of connection with one another.
We feel that we have connected, and we think that we're understood, I think we have a feeling of almost spiritual communion. And that feeling might be transient, but I think it's what we live for.
The moment is not just a passing, empty nothing yet. And this is in the way in which these secret passages happen. Yes, it's empty with such fullness...that the great moment, the great life of the universe...is pulsating in it. And each one, each object, each place, each act...Leaves a mark.
There are two kinds of sufferers in this world: those who suffer from a lack of life...and those who suffer from an overabundance of life. I've always found myself in the second category. When you come to think of it, almost all human behavior and activity... is not essentially any different from animal behavior. The most advanced technologies and craftsmanship...bring us, at best, up to the super-chimpanzee level. Actually, the gap between, say, Plato or Nietzsche and the average human...is greater than the gap between that chimpanzee and the average human. The realm of the real spirit, the true artist, the saint, the philosopher, is rarely achieved. Why so few? Why is world history and evolution not stories of progress...but rather this endless and futile addition of zeroes? No greater values have developed. Hell, the Greeks 3000 years ago were just as advanced as we are. So what are these barriers that keep people... from reaching anywhere near their real potential? The answer to that can be found in another question, and that's this: Which is the most universal human characteristic-- fear or laziness?
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