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It’s been a looong time tumblr .. I now take my own photos, like this one. :)
https://instagram.com/hyphxn/
fancyhyphen said: Life itself is irrelevant and we’re all trying to fill its emptiness instead of embracing it. People prefer wanting the void than not wanting at all. The ascetic ideal of yours is very christian, it’s like not wanting what your body/mind wants. :/
I'm not religious in any way, and it's not about denying what my mind/body wants. It's about focusing what I actually want instead of buying things impulsively. I've noticed that I'm much content with less stuff I actually need rather than filling my life with unnecessary crap. Owning small amount of stuff is very liberating.
Followers, you're not a number, nor an aggregate serving my latent narcissism.
I wanna know you anon, I wanna get personal with you guys, I'd really like to listen to your stories, your worries and your ideas. Anytime, not just now. :)
Beurdz.
So I learned two things today. Pigeons can eat an entire cheeseburger (thrown by a homeless guy, dafuq) in 5 minutes and they don't seem to be choking at any point. Well, actually, there was this one greedy bastard taking a huge piece of steak in its mouth and he was headbanging for like two minutes, trying to get the thing in its throat. Still didn't choke in this epic struggle. McDonald's, you make this birds crazy.
The sad thing though is that my phone had no battery so I couldn't take photos or videos and because I sat in the park like a wretched student, without scarf or at least a decent coat, I am now sick.
Totally worth it, you cannot fool with pigeons here in Paris. It could be a great technique to get rid of bodies in this city actually.
Starting know-to-be-hours-long homework at midnight is such a great idea. Seriously, is there time to sleep in this life ? I mean, I go to univeristy to study there and do intellectual work there, everything I should do at home got to be some personal enrichment.
Morale is so coercive, it makes you guilty for absolutly nothing and this particular state of mind as some serious effects on your body. What an achievement for humanity ..
Where are you studying? Do you enjoy it? What kind of economic background are you from? What's your favorite idea? What is an idea? Who are you? 8)
Bonsoir l’anonyme !
I’m glad you’re asking question, not only about myself (relevant question actually) but with this hint of philosophy. Hope you enjoy the answers ! Hopefully, you will understand that english is not my native language and that I may make some mistakes (typos or not).
So, I’m studying philosophy and logic in France at Paris 1 - Panthéon Sorbonne university. Unfortunatly, the two first years, students don’t actually go to the Sorbonne building itself but at another one, Tolbiac, wich is almost as famous in the student world but not for the same reasons ahah.
I’ve never been happier in my life since then, teachers are absolutly great, courses are excellent, students are open-minded, different to each other so its a really good context to learn new things in a more intimate way. I’d advice anyone to study philosophy or at least read about it but not everyone is interesting/sensitive to such a vast world and we philosophers should know that.
People assume that I’m from a rich family or such but I’m actually from a humble family, sometimes struggling but it’s now going better. I guess I just incorporated this bourgeois lifestyle to fool people around me .. it worked ahah.
There is so many ideas I love but the one I love the most, the one who defines my way of thinking is that nothing is granted, world is a pure chaos and l’être can only be apprehended by destruction, by the void. For example, you can only understand life if there’s death. When life ends, you truly get what it was. It’s the same for desire. All this emotional quote about being kind of indifferent of all the things around you and then wanting them terribly when they disappear is about the idea I’m exposing here. I applied this idea to the universe and said that with all this possibilities, all this choices you make, there is this pure chaos going on that is reflecting the nature of l’être. Maybe as humans, we’re just here to observe this chaos and perpetuate it. Determinism is just a trap, reassurance.
What I think is an idea (because I won’t do a history of philopsy here huehue) is the abstraction of a representation de this être that I’ve been talking ; it’s things being non-materialisticly (is this a word ?). If I asked you know to define what a chair is, how would you do it ? Quite difficult eh ? You could say that it’s a four-legged flat plate with a piece to support the back for people to sit on. If you’re rigorous enough, you’d notice that all chairs, despite their colour or shape should subsume into this concept.It works for abstractions as justice, liberty and such because these things start being at the exact moment you thought of them. I’m not sure a lawyer would be happy if I said that his job is worthless because justice or freedom isn’t a thing since it isn’t real in the world (unless you have freedom fruit growing from your tree).
I don’t know who I am, I don’t think I’ know one day and but I know that it’s getting pointless to evn try to know who you are. It’s where you are going, not where you’ve been that counts. Heroes stop being petty humans when they act like ones, not because they were ones. We have this inner power, this potential to express and only experience will tell how you could express it the best.
Cynical as I am, I see myself as dust from space getting through the atmosphere of Earth (which represent life, almost literally) and becoming this shooting star, this flaming thing in the sky trying to reach the ground but I just can’t.
People on the ground see as this beautiful thing and make wishes but this glowing thing you see is burning, it’s dying and it won’t reach is goal. Just like music, I shine when I’m experienced but I disappear when no one is listening. I hope someday, people will ear my song even though I’m not playing it.
If you want something more concrete, I’m a 19 year-old lad who likes to play music, listening to music all day long, wondering about life and I write sometimes (if you can read french, here's a link to céphalée cosy, my other tumblr). I’m usually shy and quiet and love black humour, taboos and sarcasm. I love listening to people but only if they are sincere, helping them. I’m very curious so I spend a lot of time on Wikipedia, learning all kind of stuff. It’s actually fun that I knew nothing about physics but went to a physics class and talking to my teacher about quantum mechanics for almost an hour. I just love the world as it is, even though I don’t consider myself really connected to it like other people. Finally, I made this tumblr to create something visually pleasing. I didn’t wanted it to be a black & white blog or about fashion or minimalism at first, but I also wanted to get out of my comfort zone and here it is ! I feel like I appreciate even more things now than before and it’s absolutly great. I’ll soon (I hope) get a reflex and start taking pictures of all this beautfil buildings I see in Paris. Urbanism inspires me so much !
I think I missed a lot of things, but I guess this is long enough huehue. Feel free to ask another questions, not only about me but everything.
So today, my teacher told me I was her phenomenon and secretly, I replied that indeed, I'm nothing without her.
It's actually very frustrating to see beautiful things, even through your window, even if it isn't new to you, even if it's simple, maybe ridiculous and not being able to draw it nor take a photo of it.
What's the point of being sensitive to things if we can't express this sensitivity ?