Consciousness causes suffering, but it also brings insurmountable joy.
The illness of consciousness is a cycle of unbearable torment and enlightening bliss.
Overcoming Thyself
See thy fears, while in thy youth thou dwell.
When a sun hath a star become, thou hast thy intellect grown.
When a foe hath a friend become, better and stronger thou art.
Our Feeble Existence
It is a miracle that I still live, for I satisfy every desire for submitting my life to death. The intellect alone calls upon me to walk on.
Consciousness is an illness most unbearable.
It is remarkable that I am here, given the conditions in which I have dwelled. So feeble is our existence; so limited is our knowledge that the encounters of tomorrow may not be contemplated upon. All of life is an unexpected encounter.
What a most mystical piece of work is man.
Oft do things make me forget. Nothing makes me happy, except for perhaps…
Being human. Too human.
