A Crisis of Conscience

"To be or not to be?" If that really is the question then its already too late to answer, and if you dare answer then the question has come too late...its always too late!

Its cold, its snowing...its windy! I am feeling much better, but consequently I am quite restless. Restlessness leads to boredom, boredom leads to frustration, frustration leads to despair ("the sickness unto death" as it was called by an eloquent Dane), and despair leads to the ultimate negation of all things in the "apparent world." I am in rebellion right now and my rebellion appears as the thing fighting its inverse, thus victory will be quite bittersweet. So a quote on "solitary wandering" to tide over those solitary wanderers or maybe childish chatterers!

"In a world of compelled external uniformity philosophy must remain the learned monologue of the solitary walker, the individual's chance capture, the hidden secret of the chamber, or the harmless chatter of academic old men and children."

F. Nietzsche