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waiting for the sun

February 4th, 2009

waiting for the sun, originally uploaded by s t e r n f a h r e r.

When Zarathustra had said these words he became silent, like one who has not yet said his last word; long he weighed his staff in his hand, lost in doubt. At last he spoke thus, and the tone of his voice had changed.

Now I go alone, my disciples. You too go now, alone. Thus I want it. Verily, I counsel you: go away from me and resist Zarathustra! And even better: be ashamed of him! Perhaps he deceived you.

One repays a teacher badly if one always remains nothing but a pupil. You revere me; but what if your reverence tumbles one day? Beware, lest a statue slay you.

You say you believe in Zarathustra? But what matters Zarathustra? You are my believers – but what matter all believers? You had not yet sought yourselves: and you found me. Thus do all believers; therefore all faith amounts to so little.

Now I bid you lose me and find yourselves; and only when you have all denied me will I return to you. Verily, my brothers, with different eyes shall I then seek my lost ones; with a different love shall I then love you.

And once again you shall become my friends and the children of a single hope – and then shall I be with you the third time, that I may celebrate the great noon with you.

And that is the great noon when man stands in the middle of his way between beast and the overman, and celebrates his way to the evening as his highest hope for it is the way to a new morning.

Then will he who goes under bless himself for being the one who goes over and beyond; and the sun of his knowledge will stand at high noon for him.

‘Dead are all gods: now we want the overman to live!’ – on that great noon, let this be our last will.

Thus spoke Zarathustra.

- Also sprach Zarathustra, Friedrich Nietzsche

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to . freeze . what . is . fleeting

November 23rd, 2008


to . freeze . the . ephemeral

Originally uploaded by s t e r n f a h r e r

“All forms of beauty, like all possible phenomena, contain an element of the eternal and an element of the transitory / of the absolute and of the particular. Absolute and eternal beauty does not exist, or rather it is only an abstraction creamed from the general surface of different beauties. The particular element in each manifestation comes from the emotions: and just as we have our own particular emotions, so we have our own beauty.”

- Charles Baudelaire

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"Images of broken light which
dance before me like a million eyes
That call me on and on across the universe
Thoughts meander like a
restless wind inside a letter box
they tumble blindly as
they make their way across the universe"

- The Beatles, Across the Universe

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cien años de soledad

September 18th, 2008



cien años de soledad

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“amidst waters unknown
without stars to guide
with the only hope known
a dream not yet realized

still you struggle on
through the light of day
hoping that after long night
shall come a brighter day.”

- Aditya Anupkumar

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