To master

The hermeneutics of self

Is to be free.


But we must recognize,

That there were never any constellations

in the night of man.


And when we can interpret ourselves,

it will always be day,

and even the stars won't be seen.

We will take you by the hand and lead you unkindly into the library of history where all things flicker in endless monstrous transmogrification. This is "natural" Bourgeois man, this is what you've done to yourself. You've fantasized about your own death to the point that it has become erotic. Your go to your mausoleum with an erection. You are a necrophiliac, and the dead are tired of being fucked. Now it is your turn.

As you think

Atop your privileged Throne

Or Rocking chair

You choose to think of Nothing

Or think of something

And you choose to Act

Or to fail to act

And the World is made

Or Unmade

To always embrace the unknown is a desire fit for our generation. Clarity of knowledge is a cell and clarity of thought is a prison break into the wilderness. Nietzsche described Nihilism as holding a position that prefers " a handful of certainty to a whole cartload of beautiful possibility to a whole cartload of beautiful possibilities". When we nurse our own sickly securities and ignore all the ambiguities of life we deny I ourselves a life with a plurality of meanings.