the monotony [Theme] Page 3

In human nature there are two opposing inclinations: one involves our heart always to new objects, and the other binds us to the old; one call inconstancy, love the news, and a different habit. We miss you and wish you a uniformity of change; however, parting with what our soul is accustomed to feel sorrow and regret. Happy is he in whom these two propensities are equivalent! But in whom one will outweigh the other, or he will be the eternal tramp, windy, restless, shallow in spirit; or cold, lazy, insensitive. One, incessantly darting from subject to subject, cannot in anything deeper is diffused and weakens the heart; the other, seeing and hearing always the same Yes, the same coarsens feelings and finally falls asleep soul. Thus, these two extremes closer together because she and the other weakens in us the spiritual actions.

Yes, summer consists of the usual rites, each has his usual time usual place.

- What did you do today?
- The same as yesterday.
- And yesterday you did what?
- The same as the day before.

So sad tlicse my life
And every day goes in smoke;
So fade I
The monotony is unbearable!..

Here in me lights up a wild desire for strong feelings, the " wow " experience, a furious anger at the dull, shallow, standardized and sterilized life, the furious need to smash something to pieces, the shop, for example, a Cathedral or myself, to make some kind of dashing folly, rip off the wigs with any respectable idols, to supply any rebellious students coveted tickets to Hamburg, defile the girl, or to wring the neck of several members of the bourgeois lifestyle. After all, that's what I hated and cursed irreconcilable than the other, is contentment, is health, this idealism, this blagodarenie the optimism of the bourgeois, that prosperity is just mediocre, normal, average.

I need exclamation marks - but I'm drowning in dots.

If I look like any other, if I don't have thoughts and feelings that would distinguish me from others, if in habits, in clothing and in my mind I follow the standard model - I am safe; I am saved from the horrific experiences of loneliness. Dictatorship achieves this subordination, threats and terror, democracy indoctrination and propaganda.

Monotony is a state when you lose yourself and become submissive and weak-willed.

It is a life unloved and lonely, in which each new day - yesterday.

If you look, the world is full of copies of the same. Sometimes I think that the world lives from the strength of twenty men, but they are all for the fun of it hiding in different bodies. I got the idea when I began to see exactly the same guys. And then I realized that not only guys. Direct vicious circle of some sort. Wherever you go, meet one and the same. Sometimes I think that people in the world more than cards in the deck.

Nietzsche, the outer side of life which was more than monotonous, proves that the idea of working alone is itself a scary adventure.

One and the same person. All the time one and the same person. Like in that stupid movie where everyone is going to gawk at the tragedy.

The day begins with the alarm and does not end with TV.

If every day to walk on the same road, each time you notice something new.