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medvjed23 wrote: ↑13/06/2025 23:04 Evo još

When you find human society disagreeable and feel yourself justified in flying to solitude, you may be so constituted as to be unable to bear the depression of it for any length of time, which will probably be the case if you are young. Let me advise you, then, to form the habit of taking some of your solitude with you into society, to learn to be to some extent alone even though you are in company: not to say at once what you think, and, on the other hand, not to attach too precise a meaning to what others say; rather not to expect much of them, either morally or intellectually and to strengthen yourself in the feeling of indifference to their opinion, which is the surest way of always practicing a praiseworthy toleration. If you do that, you will not live so much with other people, though you may appear to move among them; your relation to them will be of purely objective character. This precaution will keep you from too close contact with society, and therefore secure you against being contaminated or even outraged by it. Society is in this respect like a fire — the wise man warming himself at a proper distance from it; not coming too close like the fool, who, on getting scorched, runs away and shivers in solitude, loud in his complaint that the fire burns.

On je nešto što svako drugačije gleda. 'Labirint' je toliki da svako drugačije kroz njega ide i da se desi da neko prolazi kroz iste hodnike i prostorije, njihov redoslijed se razlikuje pa time i iskustvo. Čin da svoje iskustvo i znanje pretvori u određeni sadržaj, u mom slučaju riječi, je ono što umjetnika čini umjetnikom.

- Sine, je li točno da današnji muškarci više pričaju i tračaju od žena.
- Kad su žene počele da piju više od muškaraca, morali smo nešto poduzeti.

Kada bi se ogromne mase ljudi kroz obrazovanje naučile razmišljati SVOJOM glavom, shvatile bi prije ili kasnije da privilegirana manjina nema nikakvu korisnu funkciju i uklonile bi je. Hijerarhijsko društvo može opstati samo na temelju siromaštva i neznanja.

'I have led a toothless life', he thought. 'A toothless life. I have never bitten into anything. I was waiting. I was reserving myself for later on - and I have just noticed that my teeth have gone. What's to be done?'

Arthur Schopenhauer wrote: The sight of things which do not belong to us is very apt to raise the thought: "Ah, if that were only mine!" making us sensible of our privation. Instead of that we should do better by more frequently putting to ourselves the opposite case: "Ah, if that were not mine!" What I mean is that we should sometimes try to look upon our possessions in the light in which they would appear if we had lost them; whatever they may be, property, health, friends, a wife or child or someone else we love, our horse or our dog — it is usually only when we have lost them that we begin to find out their value. But if we come to look at things in the way I recommend, we shall be doubly the gainers; we shall at once get more pleasure out of them than we did before, and we shall do everything in our power to prevent the loss of them; for instance, by not risking our property, or angering our friends, or exposing our wives to temptation, or being careless about our children's health, and so on.

Arthur Schopenhauer wrote:
To affect a quality, and to plume yourself upon it, is just to confess that you have not got it. Whether it is courage, or learning, or intellect, or wit, or success with women, or riches, or social position, or whatever else it may be that a man boasts of, you may conclude by his boasting about it that that is precisely the direction in which he is rather weak; for if a man possesses any faculty to the full, it will not occur to him to make a great show of affecting it; he is quite content to know that he has it.

medvjed23 wrote: ↑17/10/2025 23:33

medvjed23 wrote: ↑17/10/2025 23:59 Za mene je prekasno. Ti se spasi.

Na splavu ima mjesta za jedno. Drugo je osuđeno da tone u ledene dubine, uz pjesmu Selin Dion.

medvjed23 wrote: ↑18/10/2025 00:07 To su neke esktrovertne varijante. Ne snalazim se ja u tom.

Zamisli, počne brod tonuti, uskočiš u čamac za spašavanje sa još nekih dvadesetak ljudi i uhvati te napad anksioznosti zato što je gužva.

Tegoba, brate...

medvjed23 wrote: ↑18/10/2025 00:41 Šćućuriš se u ćošku, gledaš ih i kontaš: koji pozeri - svi ste vi fejk.

A kad ti se neko od njih obrati, nasmiješiš mu se ko najrođenijem.

Ima li života bez licemjerja?

Airbus 380 leti preko Atlantika. Leti stalnom brzinom od 800 km/h na visini od 30.000 stopa, kad se odjednom pojavi borbeni avion Eurofighter koji leti brzinom od 2 Macha.
Pilot lovca uspori, priđe Airbusu i preko radija pozdravi pilota putničkog aviona:
„Airbus, dosadan let, zar ne? A sad pogledaj ovo!“
Okrene svoj avion naopako, ubrza, naglo se vine u visinu, a zatim u zadivljujućem poniranju spusti gotovo do razine mora. Vrati se uz Airbus i pita:
„I, kako ti se svidjelo?“
Pilot Airbusa odgovori:
„Impresivno, ali sad ti pogledaj ovo!“
Pilot borbenog aviona promatra Airbus, ali – ništa se ne događa. Leti i dalje ravno, istom brzinom. Nakon 15 minuta pilot Airbusa se javi preko radija i pita:
„I, što kažeš?“
Zbunjen, pilot borbenog aviona pita:
„Što si to napravio?“
Pilot Airbusa se nasmije i kaže:
„Ustao sam, protegno noge, otišao straga u avion, iskoristio toalet, popio šalicu kave i pojeo komad čokoladne torte.“
Pouka ove priče je: kad si mlad, brzina i adrenalin izgledaju veličanstveno.
Ali kad odrasteš i postaneš mudriji, naučiš da su udobnost i mir važniji.
To se zove S.O.S.: Slower, Older, Smarter (Sporiji. Stariji. Pametniji).
Posvećujem svim svojim starijim prijateljima.
Vrijeme je da usporimo i uživamo u ostatku putovanja.
(Nepoznat autor)

− Jesi li prijatelj s tim čovjekom?
− Nisam. Jedva se poznajemo.
− Zašto se onda zauzimaš za njega?
− Zato što neće nitko, zato što je sâm, zato što je pošten.

Arthur Schopenhauer wrote:
In my young days, I was always pleased to hear a ring at my door: ah! thought I, now for something pleasant. But in later life my feelings on such occasions were rather akin to dismay than to pleasure; heaven help me! thought I, what am I to do? A similar revulsion of feeling in regard to the world of men takes place in all persons of any talent or distinction. For that very reason they cannot be said properly to belong to the world; in a greater or less degree, according to the extent of their superiority, they stand alone. In their youth they have a sense of being abandoned by the world; but later on, they feel as though they had escaped it. The earlier feeling is an unpleasant one, and rests upon ignorance, the second is pleasurable — for in the meantime they have come to know what the world is.