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Tea-spoons - 18Masculine Philosophy. In view of our affection for death and mythology upon a socio-psychological level, one must wonder what role explicit and implicit conceptions of the masculine have had upon philosophy and in turn of our socio-psychological conceptions of self and existence. One still winces at Nietzsche’s characterization of femininity and women, but as explicit as chauvinism has been within sociological conceptions of “the good”, within Abrahamic theologies and especially with regards to post-enlightenment and scientific conceptions of “the family”; I feel that that one can identify the socio-philosophical cons Tea-spoons - 18
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Tea-spoons - 17Of Death and Meaning. Death is of such importance and magnitude to ourselves that to even brush against its insurmountable multitude of conceptions, abstractions, actualities and happenings, is foolish with regard to my ambits here. Nevertheless, it has an essential place in this text, even as folly. It would seem in Western philosophy that death has formed the staging point of all muses, philosophers, prophets and poets. If we strive towards an antithesis of death, then surely how we conceive death defines our antithesis of affirming life? Everything we have built, aspired towards and hoped for on long and hollow summer nights, has been defi Tea-spoons - 17
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Tea-spoons - 13Time. If there ever was such a sad aesthetic demise, it would be that of the analog clock. Even the demise of the sun-dial rests upon a similar plate of obsolescence. There was an art of creation in the making of a watch and an artistry in being a watchmaker. The pocket-watch, now destroyed, became, and has become, something of an heirloom, a practical and particular item of art, subsequently imbued by the memories and histories of relatives and individuals. However, this art has been long subsumed and annihilated, it is expensive, inefficient, ineffective, it has apparently lost the rational vote. Where once we played amongst the brilliance Tea-spoons - 13
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War is Peace.

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  • Interests: Guitar, Politics, Philosophy, Life, Beer
  • Favourite band or musician: Nine Inch Nails, Dresden Dolls, Metallica, Tool, Marilyn Manson, Slipknot, Smashing Pumpkins, Muse
  • Personal Quote: "Everything is sand."

0906300421 - movements

Mon Jun 29, 2009, 11:38 AM
  • Mood: Content
  • Listening to: Under an Indian Sky - John Butler Trio
  • Reading: Jim George on Post-modern International Relations
  • Watching: A bit of Fry and Laurie
  • Playing: World of Warcraft
  • Eating: madarins, rice
  • Drinking: water and tea
time moves and so do i

anticipation, procrastination and a large dose of caffeine pills, sleepless


post-time, beyond delineated and imposed time structures, a liberating feeling, to not be constrained

a while ago i got fired from my button-down legal clerk job and i cannot think of a better thing to have happened to me, only regret was that i didn't quit, thought i had to say, thought i needed them, thought i needed the job, the money, the status

happiness has no price-tag

i am sleep deprived, have barely eaten in three days and spend close to three quarters of the little income i have on rent - and i am loving every random, uncertain and unpredictable moment, every movement

moving, changing, becoming


work is pending, multiple pieces - my hiatus is over

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~Dorchet-chan:iconDorchet-chan: 5 days 13 hours ago
Thank you very much for the :+devwatch: Gorshank-san

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Dorchet-chan needs to sleep, but needs Anime, can't choose

so sad, brain hurts, so tired

must sleep
~Gorshank:iconGorshank: 5 days 13 hours ago
in kind.

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~THCA:iconTHCA: Jun 24, 2009, 6:17:36 PM
Your wisdom manifests in your ability to see talent. XD thanks for the favourite.

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~Gorshank:iconGorshank: Jun 25, 2009, 3:54:01 PM
It's an interesting piece, I like the contortions, the shades and indeterminate, determinacy of the fractals, the depth.

you're more than welcome

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A will to truth is but the mask for a will to power.
~THCA:iconTHCA: Jun 25, 2009, 10:16:51 PM
Thank you, for your description. To understand the third-person perspective is to gain a better perspective as the artist.

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Mood: Neglect ~sixbluemooses:iconsixbluemooses: May 13, 2009, 10:23:08 PM
hey! long time no chat!!
getting back on dA (after about 2 years break lol so i'll start getting back to fav-ing your stuffs!
loves to you!
~Gorshank:iconGorshank: May 14, 2009, 1:54:05 AM
that makes me smile :)

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*nikki-nekochan:iconnikki-nekochan: May 12, 2009, 10:37:02 PM
Thank you so much for the :+devwatch: and :+fav:

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The blog.
~Xinithium:iconXinithium: Mar 19, 2009, 10:29:05 AM
To answer your question, I would honestly be required to go back, step by step, relive my life, and decide to actually pay attention to every slightest most minute detail. Unfortunately, this is neither appropriate nor acceptable, for I have an atrocious case of Rambling Mind Syndrom (Also known as A.D.D.), and my life has not exactly been the most...pleasant. I cannot tell you why I write, other than for the pure, simple, illogical conclusion that I must. I write because I breathe. I breathe because I live. I live because I've neither offed myself nor been offed by an offended occupant of this pitiful pissridden place.

Q.E.D.

However, I must thank you for the question. It truly gave me some entertainment (for a time, at the least), for very little that comes to mind these days seems worthwhile pondering. I shall leave this conversation at that. Until next time, farewell.

-X

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"Darkness may surround us all, but truth will shine upon our call..."

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