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"...I don't know why the 'U' exists. Because 'F' means you've failed. 'U' is like them going 'You not only failed but you wasted my time.'"
- Ricky Gervais
- Ricky Gervais
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The only thing I have ever read....
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which set off fireworks in my mind:
Have you not heard of that madman who lit a lantern in the bright morning hours, ran to the market-place, and cried incessantly: "I am looking for God! I am looking for God!"
As many of those who did not believe in God were standing together there, he excited considerable laughter. Have you lost him, then? said one. Did he lose his way like a child? said another. Or is he hiding? Is he afraid of us? Has he gone on a voyage? or emigrated? Thus they shouted and laughed. The madman sprang into their midst and pierced them with his glances.
"Where has God gone?" he cried. "I shall tell you. We have killed him - you and I. We are his murderers. But how have we done this? How were we able to drink up the sea? Who gave us the sponge to wipe away the entire horizon? What did we do when we unchained the earth from its sun? Whither is it moving now? Whither are we moving now? Away from all suns? Are we not perpetually falling? Backward, sideward, forward, in all directions? Is there any up or down left? Are we not straying as through an infinite nothing? Do we not feel the breath of empty space? Has it not become colder? Is it not more and more night coming on all the time? Must not lanterns be lit in the morning? Do we not hear anything yet of the noise of the gravediggers who are burying God? Do we not smell anything yet of God's decomposition? Gods do decompose. God is dead. God remains dead. And we have killed him. How shall we, murderers of all murderers, console ourselves? That which was the holiest and mightiest of all that the world has yet possessed has bled to death under our knives. Who will wipe this blood off us? With what water could we purify ourselves? What festivals of atonement, what sacred games shall we need to invent? Is not the greatness of this deed too great for us? Must we not ourselves become gods simply to be worthy of it? There has never been a greater deed; and whosoever shall be born after us - for the sake of this deed he shall be part of a higher history than all history hitherto."
Here the madman fell silent and again regarded his listeners; and they too were silent and stared at him in astonishment. At last he threw his lantern to the ground, and it broke and went out. "I have come too early," he said then; "my time has not come yet. The tremendous event is still on its way, still travelling - it has not yet reached the ears of men. Lightning and thunder require time, the light of the stars requires time, deeds require time even after they are done, before they can be seen and heard. This deed is still more distant from them than the distant stars - and yet they have done it themselves."
It has been further related that on that same day the madman entered divers churches and there sang a requiem. Led out and quietened, he is said to have retorted each time: "what are these churches now if they are not the tombs and sepulchres of God?"
- Nietzsche, The Gay Science
Have you not heard of that madman who lit a lantern in the bright morning hours, ran to the market-place, and cried incessantly: "I am looking for God! I am looking for God!"
As many of those who did not believe in God were standing together there, he excited considerable laughter. Have you lost him, then? said one. Did he lose his way like a child? said another. Or is he hiding? Is he afraid of us? Has he gone on a voyage? or emigrated? Thus they shouted and laughed. The madman sprang into their midst and pierced them with his glances.
"Where has God gone?" he cried. "I shall tell you. We have killed him - you and I. We are his murderers. But how have we done this? How were we able to drink up the sea? Who gave us the sponge to wipe away the entire horizon? What did we do when we unchained the earth from its sun? Whither is it moving now? Whither are we moving now? Away from all suns? Are we not perpetually falling? Backward, sideward, forward, in all directions? Is there any up or down left? Are we not straying as through an infinite nothing? Do we not feel the breath of empty space? Has it not become colder? Is it not more and more night coming on all the time? Must not lanterns be lit in the morning? Do we not hear anything yet of the noise of the gravediggers who are burying God? Do we not smell anything yet of God's decomposition? Gods do decompose. God is dead. God remains dead. And we have killed him. How shall we, murderers of all murderers, console ourselves? That which was the holiest and mightiest of all that the world has yet possessed has bled to death under our knives. Who will wipe this blood off us? With what water could we purify ourselves? What festivals of atonement, what sacred games shall we need to invent? Is not the greatness of this deed too great for us? Must we not ourselves become gods simply to be worthy of it? There has never been a greater deed; and whosoever shall be born after us - for the sake of this deed he shall be part of a higher history than all history hitherto."
Here the madman fell silent and again regarded his listeners; and they too were silent and stared at him in astonishment. At last he threw his lantern to the ground, and it broke and went out. "I have come too early," he said then; "my time has not come yet. The tremendous event is still on its way, still travelling - it has not yet reached the ears of men. Lightning and thunder require time, the light of the stars requires time, deeds require time even after they are done, before they can be seen and heard. This deed is still more distant from them than the distant stars - and yet they have done it themselves."
It has been further related that on that same day the madman entered divers churches and there sang a requiem. Led out and quietened, he is said to have retorted each time: "what are these churches now if they are not the tombs and sepulchres of God?"
- Nietzsche, The Gay Science
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the best song in the world
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And I'd give up forever to touch you
'cause I know that you feel me somehow
You're the closest to heaven that i'll
Ever be
And I don't want to go home right now
And all I can taste is this moment
And all I can breathe is your life
'cause sooner or later it's over
I just don't want to miss you tonight
And I don't want the world to see me
'cause I don't think that they'd
Understand
When everything's made to be broken
I just want you to know who I am
And you can't fight the tears that ain't
Coming
Or the moment of truth in your lies
When everything feels like the movies
Yeah you bleed just to know you're alive
-- Goo Goo Dolls, Iris.
26/10/05
Decided today that im goingt o put my pictures on my own website, and not on dA... of course, im still going to have to wait until i finish making the site... but it should be an interesting proj.
anyone that knows anything about making websites might be nice and help me *cough cough hint hint*
today... i mostly sat around... listening to world music and perusing random websites. like www.dayfour.info and stuff. i want to do more photography... but the countryside is so boring now. just grey and more grey and noone to take pictures of
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Long Ranty Type Thing
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I guess it's time for a new journal, given that my last one has become a bit outdated (sorry bex but ive been celebrating your bday for over a month now 
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I guess my entry before the last one still stands... but maybe moreso? I still want to share it, coz it's one of the best emotions of summer... and yeah.
Go see it if you dont know what im talking about: sizjam.deviantart.com/journal/…
Thats pretty much all im going to say on the subject. Been having some pretty whacked out dreams though... the kind that mean you wake up depressed, which isn't the best way to enter a new day. And worst of all, these dreams are 'real', nothing surreal about them, so theyre not weird and interesting like normal dreams.
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Got my results, and they're pretty rubbish.
Physics: A
History: B
Maths: C
Politics: C
Critical Thinking: D
Ive dropped physics... i dont want to continue history but i have to, and im just pissed off that i put so much effort into Maths and Pol. for it to come to naught.
Mood = fucked off
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Happy stuff now; Im going to a sellout Opeth gig on the somethingth of September
If you weren't asked... well, it was kinda a spur of the moment thing, and tbh, i dont know anyone that likes opeth that would go to a gig with me.(If you're going, come up and say hi to me. Ill be the only person there; not wearing black/without an piercing/wearing any merch/looking completely like a fish out of water ). Best thing is, it's on the same week we get back to school, so Im going to be freaking out the little kids im prefecting the day after by being incredibly metal. m/ - oh yeah. Also going to dartmoor the week before with a load of peoples which should be a right laugh - going to be exhausted for school though *sarcastic sigh*
So those are two things to look forward to, but aside from that, my calenders barren. Any ideas people?
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Oh yeah, if you haven't head of them, listen to some Modest Mouse. Really good ..... rock music? I don't know how to classify it, but its awesome. Only have enough cash to afford Good News for People Who Love Bad News for now, but that's too damn good anyway.
And Im getting an American Analog Set poster for my bedroom. I need to find another 24" by 18" poster now... and money.
It is t3h s3x: www.theheadsofstate.com/poster…
Good band poster finding site www.gigposters.com
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And that's about it. Preena
is a very nice person and is advertising me in her sig
Talk to you guys later
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I guess my entry before the last one still stands... but maybe moreso? I still want to share it, coz it's one of the best emotions of summer... and yeah.
Go see it if you dont know what im talking about: sizjam.deviantart.com/journal/…
Thats pretty much all im going to say on the subject. Been having some pretty whacked out dreams though... the kind that mean you wake up depressed, which isn't the best way to enter a new day. And worst of all, these dreams are 'real', nothing surreal about them, so theyre not weird and interesting like normal dreams.
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Got my results, and they're pretty rubbish.
Physics: A
History: B
Maths: C
Politics: C
Critical Thinking: D
Ive dropped physics... i dont want to continue history but i have to, and im just pissed off that i put so much effort into Maths and Pol. for it to come to naught.
Mood = fucked off
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Happy stuff now; Im going to a sellout Opeth gig on the somethingth of September
If you weren't asked... well, it was kinda a spur of the moment thing, and tbh, i dont know anyone that likes opeth that would go to a gig with me.(If you're going, come up and say hi to me. Ill be the only person there; not wearing black/without an piercing/wearing any merch/looking completely like a fish out of water ). Best thing is, it's on the same week we get back to school, so Im going to be freaking out the little kids im prefecting the day after by being incredibly metal. m/ - oh yeah. Also going to dartmoor the week before with a load of peoples which should be a right laugh - going to be exhausted for school though *sarcastic sigh*So those are two things to look forward to, but aside from that, my calenders barren. Any ideas people?
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Oh yeah, if you haven't head of them, listen to some Modest Mouse. Really good ..... rock music? I don't know how to classify it, but its awesome. Only have enough cash to afford Good News for People Who Love Bad News for now, but that's too damn good anyway.
And Im getting an American Analog Set poster for my bedroom. I need to find another 24" by 18" poster now... and money.
It is t3h s3x: www.theheadsofstate.com/poster…
Good band poster finding site www.gigposters.com
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And that's about it. Preena
is a very nice person and is advertising me in her sig Talk to you guys later
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