This reminds me of you
"It was from feeling that one had reached the last barrier, that it was horrible, but that it could not be otherwise; that there was no escape for you; that you never could become a different man; that even if time and faith were still left to you to change into something different you would most ikely not wish to change; or if you did wish to, even then you would do nothing; because perhaps in reality there was nothing for you to hange into"
"As for men of action- for them a wall is not an evasion, as for us people who think and consequently do nothing; it is not an excuse for turning aside, an excuse for which we are always very glad, though we scarcely believe it in ourselves"
"...the luckless mouse succeeds in creating it doubts and questions, adds to the one question so many unsettled questions that there inevitabl works up around it a sort of fatal brew, a stinking ess, made up of doubts, emotions, andof contempt...I cannot break through a wall by battering my head against it if i really have not the strength to knock it down, but i am not going to be reconciled to it simply because it is a stone wall."
Those are from Dostoevsky's Notes From The Underground in my book of existentialist writers. I have found myself confused as to whether I agree with him or I just hear your rationale and voice in his writing. I just thought I needed to share it with you, with everyone really.
I have given up all hope in that aspect. Automatic absurdity.
Hedda Gabler and Ibsen are wonderful
I wrote an essay on how standardized testing was like communism for the ACT yesterday haha
"I cant change you, but I can change the world"
"As for men of action- for them a wall is not an evasion, as for us people who think and consequently do nothing; it is not an excuse for turning aside, an excuse for which we are always very glad, though we scarcely believe it in ourselves"
"...the luckless mouse succeeds in creating it doubts and questions, adds to the one question so many unsettled questions that there inevitabl works up around it a sort of fatal brew, a stinking ess, made up of doubts, emotions, andof contempt...I cannot break through a wall by battering my head against it if i really have not the strength to knock it down, but i am not going to be reconciled to it simply because it is a stone wall."
Those are from Dostoevsky's Notes From The Underground in my book of existentialist writers. I have found myself confused as to whether I agree with him or I just hear your rationale and voice in his writing. I just thought I needed to share it with you, with everyone really.
I have given up all hope in that aspect. Automatic absurdity.
Hedda Gabler and Ibsen are wonderful
I wrote an essay on how standardized testing was like communism for the ACT yesterday haha
"I cant change you, but I can change the world"