forever
. And I want to be
one
of them and I want to be one of them. Except of course you can't be
one
of them. You can't be one of the dead
because no one exists, there can be no group
because that which has no existence can have no community.
No
community.
Just thinking about my heart warms
My heart warms just thinking about it...
blackness
, aloneness,
silence
, peace,
and
all of it only a heartbeat away.
I don't
I don't regard my state of mind as some pessimistic view of the world.
I don't regard my state of mind as the world itself
I regard it as the world itself.
Evolution is unavoidable.
Evolution cannot avoid
which makes extremely intelligent beings
bringing intelligent life
ultimately
to an awareness of one thing,
a thing above all things
and one thing above all else. And that one
thing
is futility.
If
I'm understanding you right, you're saying
every not so stupid Everyone
that just ain't eat up with the dumbass ought to be suicidal
after realizing it . - Yeah- you're kidding me- Yes. - You ain't shitting me? Without me No, I am not shitting you. If people could see the world for what it truly is, see what their life really means
see their lives for what they truly are, without
dreams
or illusions,
I
don't believe they could offer the first reason why they should not elect to die
as
soon as possible.
I
don't believe in God. Can you understand that?
Look
around you, man. Can't you see ? The clamor and din of those in torment
has to be the sound most pleasing to his ear. And I loathe these discussions ... he says the argument of the village atheist who is only passionate about cursing whose single passion is to revile endlessly and he denies that he has such an opinion
that which he denies the existence of in the first place.
Your
fellowship
is a fellowship
of pain and nothing more. And if that pain were instead of merely reiterative, the sheer weight of it would drag the world from the walls of the universe and send it crashing and burning down through whatever night it might yet be capable of engendering until it was not even ash. And brotherhood , the so-called justice and eternal life have become nonsense justice, eternal life? Sad God
Good God, man. Show
me
a religion that prepares one
for
nothingness, for death. That's a
church
I might enter.
And your belief exists only to survive
Yours prepares one only for more life,
for delusions, for illusions, for lies
for dreams and illusions and lies. Banish
the
fear of death from men's hearts... They
would
n't live a day. Who would want this nightmare ? but for
fear of the next? The shadow of the axe hangs over every joy every road ends in death, every friendship and every love is
every friendship, every love.Torment, loss, betrayal, pain
, suffering , old age, humiliation , hideous lingering illness... all of it brings only one ending and all of it with a single conclusion one for you, one for you , and every one and every thing you have ever chosen to care for. This is the real organization, the real group That is the true brotherhood, the true fellowship. And everybody is a member for life. You tell me that my brother is my salvation ? My salvation? Then I curse him
Well, then damn him. Damn him in every shape and guise and form.
Do I see myself in him ? Do I see myself in him Yes, I do. And what I see sickens me. Do you understand me ? Can you understand me? I 'm sorry How long you felt like this? All my life. - Is it all true? - Worse than I said- Is that true? - It's worse than that. I don't know what could be worse than that. I don't see what could be worse than that. Rage is really only for the good days. Rage is really only for the good days. The truth is there's little of that left.
The truth is that the forms I see have been slowly emptied out.
They no longer have any content. They are just shapes .. A train.. a wall They're shapes only... a train, a wall, a world, a man... a thing dangling in a noisy space without logic senseless articulation in a howling void, its life has no meaning to its life, its words have no meaning its words. Why would I join in with such a thing? Why would I seek out the company of such a thing ? Why? Damn . Now you understand what kind of person you are saving? So you see what it is you've saved ?
Tried to save. Still trying, trying hard.
- Who is your brother? - It's good who is my brother-
Who is your brother? - Who is my brother, yes.
Is that why I'm in your room?
Is that the reason I'm here in your apartment? No, that's why I'm here.
You asked me what I 'm a Professor of. I am a Professor of darkness, the night in day's clothing.
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