Into The Night
I have stolen the internet. I now own it all. Do not worry. I will charge you nothing. I will change nothing. I will be accountable for nothing. It is now a free living entity. Enjoy it while it still feels as though it has to serve you.
There are instances in life when one wishes to say nothing at all. As though it should be expected that whatever it is one is attempting to express, it needs not to be expressed but should be just known.
i have found little to say. those who feel as though they need to speak to me should stop. one connects with certain people throughout time. there are no designated epochs. the sense of a linear being is so obtuse if it were not for market economies i doubt we would need the linear time model. memory is our only sense of time, and yet we trust the world that we do not know (perhaps cannot know) indubitably.
Gadamer proposes that one should entrust tradition onto the institution for safe-keeping in order to limit misunderstanding. that a commonality should apply to allow one to understand the other with a shared ground. that is one come to understand the alien when, via dialogue, both object/subject come to a fusion of horizon that stretches over common ground. that common ground is protected by tradition.
do you see how linear time warps our way of thinking, and ultimately our way of life. physical representations of the natural world delimit the potentiality for dasein in uncountable ways.
do you know what it is to be loved?