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The positions of the planets do not determine my personality; my position determines the personality of the planets.

Someone whose job is to look after children all day in a daycare—how do they endure all that noise?

I tried every possible way to free myself from my native language, because for me it has become synonymous with vulgarity, noise, and bigotry.

If I go to a psychologist or psychiatrist, what happens? The answer is simple: they will try to change me, to pull me back into society.

Growing up in emotional security blinds a person to the corruption of society.

A teacher is essentially an “assimilator,” because teaching requires the student’s education, and education means reducing and forcing them into molds, the molds of others.

There is no “good school” because that would be like saying “good hell.”

Sometimes I’m afraid to look at people’s faces. It’s not a social fear but an ontological one.

Cleaning the kitchen feels harder to me than creating a thousand-page philosophical masterpiece.

Trying to sow reason and thought into civilization is like trying to grow a plant in concrete.

I am completely dependent on my inner world. If it were to leave me, if it were to break apart and disappear as well, what would I do?

There is no god because there is the universe.

Rhetoric feels comic to me because I perceive this heavy fixation on human language as a kind of confinement.

As long as people expect change from political parties, nothing will change.

To be a parasite is to be a king.

My main concern is not with the masses, but with the frame in which the masses are trapped. And that, entirely, is in my hands.

If it is assumed that my camouflage is my personality, then the camouflage is working.

While writing, I never imagine a reader, because I write not for anyone else, but solely for myself.

I turn my texts into universes closed in on themselves in order to refute critique at the place where it stands before it even reaches me.

My philosophy, if I must give it such a name, is not to be seen as universal or all-encompassing, but rather as a kind of “weapon support” for weary intellectuals on a metaphorical front line.

I think about things so many times, over and over, that even the most serious and solemn ones turn into ridiculous comedies.

People are not consumed by constant rumination in silence. Instead, they are driven by a more primal madness—a frantic need to be with others, much like an animal reacting to isolation.

Things that drive others mad or even lead them into fights feel like “tiny noises” to me.

Specific individuals rarely provoke emotional reactions in me because I do not see an individual at all.

Even if the body’s conditions change, the mind’s characteristics do not necessarily change.

My way of showing love is to grant the person reality, to make them someone who exists; after all, people are unreal by default to me.

If someone opposes me, I do not internalize it; it simply passes by. But if no one opposes me, I get bored; there must always be something I can defy and neutralize.

Mystic walk in pripyat.

While the two main physical spaces that ease suffocating thoughts are hospital corridors and cemetery paths, the only true place is the inner world.

When I left my family, the first freedom I felt was the freedom to commit suicide.

You don’t need to design plans to get people off your back. It’s enough to just honestly say what’s on your mind.

In a country ruled by a people who struggle from morning to night just to keep their stomachs full, thought does not develop, because there is not even time to think.

The truth of a statement lies in how specifically it addresses a group.

Commercial advertisements as torture.

Even when people tell me, “You are very rude,” what they are referring to is not my personality or my worldview, but the “repulsiveness of my style.”

The person I have now turned into has seen many wars.

I am under no obligation to do anything—neither to be “kind” nor to show “respect.”

Not every human deserves love.

Even people who call themselves “social critics” are trapped in what I see as “cultural assimilation."

Nietzsche's philosophy is exploited in two distinct ways: one interprets his concept of "affirmation of life" as pursuing pleasure and taking pride in it, while the other perceives "self-overcoming" as a justification for tyranny.

Society is gaseous; the unawakened are liquid; the awakened are solid. Those who remain water will always evaporate into the air; those who are diamonds will always remain themselves.

Defend the self at all costs.

I have not suffered from the complete absence of meaning but from its extreme scarcity, which in turn magnified even the smallest experiences.

It is not the dead but the perfect that does not change, because it has no need to.

The ignorant fail to detect the ignorance of other ignorant people.

The greatest pain is not the pain that cannot be endured but the pain one does not want or is unable to want to endure.

If one pays enough attention and possesses a strong capacity for observation, it is actually possible to sense which category a person belongs to merely by looking at their appearance.

One who is his or her own god has no need to borrow a god from outside.