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The problem with the world is that the intelligent people are full of doubts, while the stupid ones are full of confidence. - Charles Bukowski
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So try to be stupid sometimes, then there will be no problem!
6 hours ago · Like · 1
Mooi, weet ik tot welke categorie ik hoor. #fullofconfidence
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Hmm niet veel twijfel over deze post aan de 'likes' te zien :-)
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Michel Scholte
Are you sure mister Bukowski? If doubt is constant, then doubt is sure. Ergo it depends on the dimension you allow your imagination. That in itself is a reason, to not be doubtful, but to recognize that what can feel as confidence, is actually not sure. But funnily also, that insecurity is not sure and vice versa. And even if you can describe this with very precise and plausible combinations of words, and verify it with thoughts or experiments, then still you cannot describe how it all begins and ends. And if you really try hard, and get physical – physical in the nerdy way, which is exciting also – and end up? in concluding that ending and emergence is a repetition and recombination of parts, then the question arises? how many parts there are in one part and how the hell these parts got together. Mister, there seems to be no fundamental material premise to legitimize the suggestion of difference between people, ironically understood. The closest you can get is a feeling of intuition, based on the multiplication of time and space captured in a similar bloody physical metaphor. The circle is continues endlessly, for as far as a continuous circle is a tautology. It represents the continuous flow, that thing, that makes it bloody hard to grasp how things emerge, but at the same time make the world turn, people die, children grow, trees blossom. I rest my case by feeling the excitement I get from the materialisation of this imagination right now, the black bits in white light. And the thought that it falls down on your wall, like a drop on a waterfall. This mesmerizing thought of sharing my imagination with others, who seem to also like to share, and scroll, like me, like me! on Facebook. I seem to feel excitement from sharing, and being liked, and being, and expressing love. A problematic world is a world out of balance, a world with intelligent and stupid, with black and white - and no colors. Mister Bukowsky, replace stupid ones by strugglers, and speak for yourself! And oh, do not believe in nothing, do believe. Believe in endless diversity of colors.
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Appreciate the post Mister Scholte, puts the statement into perspective :)8 minutes ago via Mobile · Unlike · 1