„All the busy little creatures
chasing out their destinies.
Living in their pools
they soon forget about the sea…
-- Natural Science (1980)“

—  Neil Peart

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Neil Peart
kanadisch-amerikanischer Texter und Schlagzeuger der Rockba… 1952 - 2020

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„If nothing else, their adventure had proved that God was not about to put science out of business.“

—  James K. Morrow (1947-) science fiction author 1947

Quelle: Blameless in Abaddon (1996), Chapter 11 (p. 259)

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„A day may be a destiny; for life
Lives in but little— but that little teems
With some one chance, the balance of all time“

—  Letitia Elizabeth Landon English poet and novelist 1802 - 1838

(1837 1) (Vol. 49) Three Extracts from the Diary of a Week.
The Monthly Magazine

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„I saw that my face wasn’t my face at all but a face that I lived behind and was welded to by a billion nerves. I looked into my eyes and saw that there was something looking back at me that was not me, not what I’d taken to be me. The unrefined ocean beyond the shallow pool was cascading through the mirror back at me. Nature looking at nature. Not me, little ol’ Russ, tossed about on turbulent seas; these distinctions were engineered. On acid, these realizations are absolute. The disobedient brain is whipped into its basket like a yapping hound cowed by Cesar Millan.“

—  Russell Brand, buch Revolution

Revolution (2014)
Kontext: The women sway and jump and shriek. Whilst this is all almost entirely foreign, there is something familiar, like a place in your mouth where food always gets caught. Something I recognize. It is orgiastic. This Christianity with a voodoo twist is on the brink of Dionysian breakdown. Through this ritual, I see the root of ritual. The exorcising of the primal, the men engorged, enraged, the women serpentine and lithe. Only the child excluded. I get on my knees, which a few other people are doing, out of respect but also because I’m beginning to sense that it’s only a matter of time before I’m ushered to the front. I’ve not been taught how to be religious. Religious studies at school doesn’t even begin to cover it. There the world’s greatest faiths and the universe’s swirling mysteries are recited like bus timetables. No teacher of RE ever said to me: “Beyond the limited realm of the senses, the shallow pool of the known, is a great untamable ocean, and we don’t have a fucking clue what goes on in there.” What we receive through sight, sound, smell, taste, and touch is all we know. We have tools that can enhance that information, we have theories for things that we suspect lie beyond that information, filtered through an apparatus limited once more to those senses. Those senses are limited; the light range we detect is within a narrow spectrum, between infrared light and ultraviolet light; other species see light that we can’t see. In the auditory realm, we hear but a fraction of the sound vibrations; we don’t hear high-pitched frequencies, like dog whistles, and we don’t hear low frequencies like whale song. The world is awash with colors unseen and abuzz with unheard frequencies. Undetected and disregarded. The wise have always known that these inaccessible realms, these dimensions that cannot be breached by our beautifully blunt senses, hold the very codes to our existence, the invisible, electromagnetic foundations upon which our gross reality clumsily rests. Expressible only through symbol and story, as it can never be known by the innocent mind. The stories are formulas, poems, tools for reflection through which we may access the realm behind the thinking mind, the consciousness beyond knowing and known, the awareness that is not connected to the haphazard data of biography. The awareness that is not prickled and tugged by capricious emotion. The awareness that is aware that it is aware. In meditation I access it; in yoga I feel it; on drugs it hit me like a hammer—at sixteen, staring into a bathroom mirror on LSD, contrary to instruction (“Don’t look in the mirror, Russ, it’ll fuck your head up.” Mental note: “Look in mirror.”). I saw that my face wasn’t my face at all but a face that I lived behind and was welded to by a billion nerves. I looked into my eyes and saw that there was something looking back at me that was not me, not what I’d taken to be me. The unrefined ocean beyond the shallow pool was cascading through the mirror back at me. Nature looking at nature. Not me, little ol’ Russ, tossed about on turbulent seas; these distinctions were engineered. On acid, these realizations are absolute. The disobedient brain is whipped into its basket like a yapping hound cowed by Cesar Millan.

Franz Kafka Foto

„How about if I sleep a little bit longer and forget all this nonsense.“

—  Franz Kafka, buch Die Verwandlung

The Metamorphosis (1915)

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D.H. Lawrence Foto

„The tiny fish enjoy themselves
in the sea.
Quick little splinters of life,
their little lives are fun to them
in the sea.“

—  D.H. Lawrence English novelist, poet, playwright, essayist, literary critic and painter 1885 - 1930

Little Fish (1929)

E. W. Howe Foto

„Of living creatures, business men are nearest sane; their philosophy is as accurate as their multiplication table.“

—  E. W. Howe Novelist, magazine and newspaper editor 1853 - 1937

Ventures in Common Sense (1919), p108.

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Kevin Kelly Foto

„The nature of life is to delight in all possible loopholes. Every creature is in some way hacking a living by reinterpreting the rules.“

—  Kevin Kelly American author and editor 1952

Out of Control: The New Biology of Machines, Social Systems and the Economic World (1995)

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„Hobbes clearly proves that every creature
Lives in a state of war by nature.“

—  Jonathan Swift Anglo-Irish satirist, essayist, and poet 1667 - 1745

On Poetry: Poetry, a Rhapsody (1733)

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„He who cannot obey himself will be commanded. That is the nature of living creatures.“

—  Friedrich Nietzsche German philosopher, poet, composer, cultural critic, and classical philologist 1844 - 1900

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