The light of the past

El hielo. Illustrated London News, 1875.

Iceberg. Illustrated London News, 1875.

 

True art allows us to understand (or try to understand the world) from the outside; the only way we can do it. Inside, we see nothing. We are only aware of our own shadows. Being outside is imperative to understand.

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Democracy is the game of the mediocre. Only the mediocre seek to please the majority.

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It is morbid, the distance between what is written, what is thought and what is said.

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The sublime dialogue between the great men, great intellects and artists, should never be limited by the conventions of the lower minds.

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Intelligence; the cry of the nature expecting to end with itself.

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I had the thought, that the past was more real than the present.

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The most perfect art: that which causes a potential suicide in the viewer.

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It would seem that at this hour and in this place, the people who make the world turn, are going, hurried, to give the first turn to the day.

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A fortuitous encounter: after the silence, to know that it had happened before, but only then.

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People are never doing what they seem to be doing and it takes an eternity to understand it: they always act.

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Maybe, we are only the way that the universe has to see itself.

Liberty, Equality, Fraternity

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H. R. Giger.

 

Through the times and every place where the human being has set foot, there is a same picture that repeats itself: men and women who follow blindly to others, like cattle to dogs. Sometimes it is necessary to give them a few lashes, sometimes it is enough sweeten their ears with lies. They give even their life for their pastor; so it seems that they have been born to serve their masters.

No two men are identical; There is only equality between slaves, but they do not deserve to be called men. They despise virtue and their precarious understanding adores everything small, low and simple. This uniform mass is for us as insects, and we call them with contempt: Drones, Soldiers and Workers.

Some dare to call this a New World. Now watch them carefully, because they are going to parade before you: they are, your brother the weak. Your brother the idiot. Your brother the zombie. Your brother the impotent. Your brother the coward. Your brother the mute. Your brother the blind. Your brother the deaf. Your brother the sick. Your brother the corpse. Your brother the forgotten. Your brother the killer. Your brother the thief. Your brother the rapist. Your brother the executioner. Your brother the sadist. Your brother the judge. Your brother the teacher. Your brother the lawyer. Your brother the crippled. Your brother the retard. Your brother the black. Your brother the Indian. Your brother the Asian. Your brother the white. Your brother the banker.

Observe and understand the magnificence of our world.