Filosofiforum

”Inside his brain was an intolerable agony. It seemed as if the soul of him were flying asunder.” - Jack London

"Even in your folly and despising ye each serve your Self, ye despisers of the body. I tell you, your very Self wanteth to die, and turnerth away from life. No longer can your Self do that which it desireth the most – create beyond itself. To succumb – so wisheth your Self. And therefore are ye...

ni får välja tre ord som ni tycker symboliserar dagens samhälle?  :wink:

tears slowly evaporate superficial smiles desolate souls ineffable lights faithful spells so young, yet so old they shall shine divine never to fade sage is the time, too fast to fold as the speed of light, never to catch up the illusion of the past will breathe its last eternity laughing backwards ...