ashcan rantings

"In superstition the carcass is something to be feared, dreaded and hated; in fact it deserves no..."

Mon, 21 Dec 2009 11:50:30 -0800

“In superstition the carcass is something to be feared, dreaded and hated; in fact it deserves no emotion whatsoever in and of itself, unless it happens to constitute a souvenir of somebody other than a stranger; but time spent in company of death is time wasted. Life trickles away, like the water falling down into the catacombs, and in the end we will be silent as our ancestors are silent, so better to indulge our vain grandeurs while we can.”

- William T. Vollmann, Rising Up and Rising Down (via cousas) (via cosmic-dust)

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Mon, 21 Dec 2009 11:44:50 -0800

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Mon, 21 Dec 2009 11:44:41 -0800

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"Don’t lies eventually lead to the truth? And don’t all my stories, true or false, tend toward the..."

Mon, 21 Dec 2009 11:41:41 -0800

“Don’t lies eventually lead to the truth? And don’t all my stories, true or false, tend toward the same conclusion? Don’t they all have the same meaning? So what does it matter whether they are true or false if, in both cases, they are significant of what I have been and what I am? Sometimes it is easier to see clearly into the liar than into the man who tells the truth. Truth, like light, blinds. Falsehood, on the contrary, is a beautiful twilight that enhances every object.”

- Albert Camus (via myserendipities) (via fuckyeahexistentialism) (via alittledeatharoundtheeyes)