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whentheynyan · 3 years
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In water everything is 'dissolved', every 'form' is broken up, everything that has happened ceases to exist; nothing that was before remains after immersion in water, not an outline, not a 'sign', not an event.
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whentheynyan · 3 years
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Society attacks early, when the individual is helpless.
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whentheynyan · 3 years
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I dream of being happy - in spite of everything.
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whentheynyan · 3 years
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In acquiring one’s conception of the world one always belongs to a particular grouping which is that of all social elements which share the same mode of thinking and acting. We are all conformists of some conformism or other, always man-in-the-mass or collective man. The question is this: of what historical type is the conformism, the mass humanity to which one belongs?
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whentheynyan · 3 years
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in the face of useless suffering, we need senseless kindness
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whentheynyan · 4 years
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Not only is there no kingdom of difference but difference instigates the subversion of every kingdom.
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whentheynyan · 4 years
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Since the trace is not a presence but the simulacrum of a presence that dislocates itself, displaces itself, refers itself, it properly has no site—erasure belongs to its structure.
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whentheynyan · 4 years
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One is but the other different and deferred
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whentheynyan · 4 years
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in language there are only differences [. . .] differences without positive terms.
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whentheynyan · 4 years
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All things are entangled, ensnared, enamored. If ever you wanted one thing twice, if ever you said "you please me, happiness! Abide, moment!" then you wanted back all. All anew, all eternally, all entangled, ensnared, enamored—oh, then you loved the world.
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whentheynyan · 4 years
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Are not biological forces in some sense always already historical ones?
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whentheynyan · 4 years
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If the worker’s activity is a torment to him, to another it must give satisfaction and pleasure.
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whentheynyan · 4 years
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If the product of labor is alien to me, if it confronts me as an alien power, to whom, then, does it belong?
To a being other than myself.
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whentheynyan · 4 years
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the more civilized his object, the more barbarous becomes the worker
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whentheynyan · 4 years
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Whatever the product of his labor is, he is not. [. . .] The alienation of the worker in his product means not only that his labor becomes an object, an external existence, but that it exists outside him, independently, as something alien to him, and that it becomes a power on its own confronting him.
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whentheynyan · 4 years
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God is dead, but what did he die of? He died of pity
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No will at all- this remains the final avatar of the will to nothingness.
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