/dead/ - Post-Left

What would be my… how should I call it, spontaneous attitude towards the universe? It’s a very dark one. The first thesis would have been a kind of total vanity: there is nothing, basically. I mean it quite literally,like… ultimately…there are just some fragments, some vanishing things. If you look at the universe, it’s one big void. But then how do things emerge? Here, I feel a kind of spontaneous affinity with quantum physics, where, you know,the idea there is that universe is a void,but a kind of a positively charged void. And then particular things appear when the balance of the void is disturbed. And I like this idea of spontaneous very much that the fact that it’s just not nothing…　Things are out there.　It means something went terribly wrong…　that what we call creation is a kind of a cosmic imbalance, cosmic catastrophe,　that things exist by mistake. And I’m even ready to go to the end and to claim that the only way to counteract it is to assume the mistake and go to the end. And we have a name for this. It’s called love. Isn’t love precisely this kind of a cosmic imbalance?I was always disgusted with this notion of “I love the world,” universal love. I don’t like the world. I don’t know how… Basically, I’m somewhere in between “I hate the world” or “I’m indifferent towards it.” But the whole of reality, it’s just it. It’s stupid. It is out there. I don’t care about it.

What is the purpose of this board anyway?

always remember to renew your berliner coupon

So my neighbors got a dog again. Don't get me wrong, I like dogs, but my neighbors really shouldnt have any to begin.I said again because a few years ago they already had one. A big golden retriever. They never were able to get the dog under control. But what's even worse, once they got a child, they lost all interest in dog in put him in a small cage in the back of their garden. He stayed there all day except for like 2 30 minute walks a day. That's not a life for such a big dog. Not that I really cared or did anything about it, but it irritated me when I heard him barking for hours on end. After living a long life in captivity, the dog died however some 3 years ago. (The children also never gave a fuck about him btw.)Some 3 weeks I'm sitting in my small garden, enjoying the sun and the feeling of just having quit a job, while a white puppy runs into my garden and violates my N.A.P. Of course this was the first time, not really a problem, but that kept happening over the next few days. But then the most outrages aggression imaginable took place.I share my home withy my best comrade, Maxchen. He is a now about 18 yo (I guess, dont really know since I found him) grizzled cat. Needless to say, he doesnt need the stress of some punk ass bitch dog running around, chasing him and eating his food, because THATS WHAT HAPPENED.It should be obvious that dogs, blindly following authority, are inherently anti-revolutionay while cats are mutualists, making the cat more valuable than dog (even without considering that the cat is my property while the dog isnt and therefore also not for me to care for). So the dog got to go.I don't wanna hurt him, but I'm thinking of putting something into my cats footbowl outside (wile taking my cat in) that tasted disgusting to dogs or is maybe hard to digest? That way he would learn the correct behaviour and if not, start shitting waterfalls, giving my neighbors good reason to give him away and sparring him the cage.Now, any idea what could work in this direction and how I could acquire it?

CARI AMICI SOLDATI,I TEMPI DELLA PACESONOPASSATI

I hate "I grew in a communist country and I hate communism" fags. GRAHHHHHHH

On the inside and on the outside and any thing around me is dead.

It's transgenerational, too. How fucked are we?

'People': *just want to exist*'Royalty and clergy': Hey you people, you're going to now work for us, you'll give us most of your crop and every time we want to go to war you'll give us your able-bodied men. In return we won't slaughter you like pigs where you stand.'Landed elite and the bourgeoisie': Enough! *kill the royalty*'People': We're free!'Landed elite and the bourgeoisie': Yes, you're free to continue your obligations to the crown, except we'll be the recipients.'People': Huh?'Landed elite and the bourgeoisie': But don't worry, here's some wool over your eyes.]'People': Wow thanks! We truly are free.Rosseau: iT's ThE sOcIaL cOnTrAcT !