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December 28, 2005
i'm the photographer
I’m a hero of the daytime. As soon as it gets dark and the camera is stored in the box between the two car seats, I feel less confident. Maybe this is not the most glorious part of my personality, but I tend to hide behind my camera. The camera gives me a reason to be there, a purpose, a mission and excuse. It’s how I express myself and how I overcome my insecurity and muteness. I’m the photographer.
Christoph Bangert
Posted by amin at 1:59 PM
December 22, 2005
i will destroy the order of things....
I will destroy the existing order of things which divides mankind into hostile nations, into strong and weak, into those with rights and those without, into rich and poor, for this order simply makes wretches of all. I will destroy the order of things which makes millions into slaves of the few, and these few into slaves of their own paper and their own wealth. I will destroy this order of things which divides work from enjoyment, which makes work a burden and enjoyment a vice, and renders one man miserable through want and the other miserable through excess. I will destroy this order of things which consumes mans strength in the service of the dominion of the dead, of lifeless matter which keeps half of mankind inactive or engaged in useless activity, which compels hundred of thousands to devote the flower of their youth in busy indolence to the preservation of this damnable state of affairs as soldiers, officials, speculators and financers, while the other half has to sustain the whole shameful edifice at the cost of the exhaustion of their powers and sacrifice of any enjoyment of life. I will wipe from the face of the earth every trace of this crazy order of things, this compact of violence, lies, worry, hypocrisy, poverty, misery, suffering, tears, deceit and crime which fathers an occasional burst of impure lust, but almost never a ray of pure joy.
Richard Wagner
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December 17, 2005
kierkegaard on martyrs
The tyrant dies and his rule is over, the martyr dies and his rule begins.
What the age needs is not a genius - it has had geniuses enough, but a martyr, who in order to teach men to obey would himself be obedient unto death. What the age needs is awakening. And therefore someday, not only my writings but my whole life, all the intriguing mystery of the machine will be studied and studied. I never forget how God helps me and it is therefore my last wish that everything may be to his honor.
Kierkegaard - Journals
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December 13, 2005
the scream
I walked along the road with two friends-the sun was setting-I felt a breath of sadness-Suddenly the sky became red as blood. I stopped, leaned against the railing, tired to death-seeing the flaming skies like a bloody sword-the blue black fjord and city-My friends walked on-I was left standing there trembling with fear-feeling one tremendous eternal scream going through nature.
Edvard Munch
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December 7, 2005
the poet is a holy thing
For the poet is the light and winged and holy thing, and there is no invention in him until he has been inspired and is out of his senses, and the mind is no longer in him: when he has not attained to this state, he is powerless and is unable to utter his oracles…for not by art does the poet sing, but by power divine. Had he learned by rules of art, he would have known how to speak not of one theme only, but of all; and therefore God takes away the minds of poets, and uses them as his ministers, as he also uses diviners and holy prophets, in order that we who hear them may know that they speak not of themselves who utter these priceless words in a state of unconsciousness, but that God is the speaker, and that through them he is conversing with us.
Plato