The self can never be anonymous; it may put on a new robe, assume a different name, but identity is its very substance. This identifying process prevents the awareness of its own nature. —Krishnamurti
“Who but the artist has the power to open man up, to set free the imagination? The others - priest, teacher, saint, statesman, warrior - hold us to the path of history. They keep us chained to the rock, that the vultures may eat out our hearts. It is the artist who has the courage to go against the crowd; he is the unrecognized ‘hero of our time’ - and of all time.”
― Henry Miller
August 1st 2025
On a scale of 1 to 💯... that content is at about a 0.1. (To be considered truth.) The intent behind those words is that perfectionism acts as a false premonition. Stuck someplace between superstition and testing its validity. Something of which most are clueless themselves. Up here in 🇨🇦 there are those of us who do not cop out... it's imperative that the goal is not to maintain the status quo. When you understand this aspect. You become consciously aware of those who act withdrawn and those who act with respect to it. Ironic as this is: those that label 🇨🇦 in the 🇺🇸 embargo on 🇨🇦, is protectionism against an ally. Be careful who you make enemies to. We will not fear Trump. Real Actors. (like myself.) °●°●○°○°○ - Marco Almeida
“Behind the hieroglyphic streets there would either be a transcendent meaning, or only the earth.” Thomas Pynchon “What sort of an age is this where a man becomes one's enemy only when his back is turned?” Thomas Pynchon
I cannot amuse myself with metaphysical speculation because I know only too well from my own experience that all systems are defensible and intellectually possible; and that I lack the power to forget that the aim of metaphysical speculation is to seek truth in order to enjoy the intellectual art of constructing systems.
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Is Pessoa right. Can existence only take place in
the unconscious. An unconscious framework of
the mind.
- Marco Almeida
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Is Pessoa possessed through his own volition, in that existence is fundamentally unattainable or is he possessive of the subconscious as a metaphysical sacrifice in attuning his unconscious. I would argue that Pessoa is autonomous in an anonymous fashion that existence is fallible therefore inalienable of the unconscious. His immunity to exist is overshadowed because of this bare handed futility. - Marco Almeida
I am really grappling with the issue of what
Fernando Pessoa means with regard to existence.
His prose is fascinating.
On a scale of 1 to 💯... that content is at about a 0.1. (To be considered truth.) The intent behind those words is that perfectionism acts as a false premonition. Stuck someplace between superstition and testing its validity. Something of which most are clueless themselves. Up here in 🇨🇦 there are those of us who do not cop out... it's imperative that the goal is not to maintain the status quo. When you understand this aspect. You become consciously aware of those who act withdrawn and those who act with respect to it. Ironic as this is: those that label 🇨🇦 in the 🇺🇸 embargo on 🇨🇦, is protectionism against an ally. Be careful who you make enemies to. We will not fear Trump. Real Actors. (like myself.) °●°●○°○°○ - Marco Almeida
“Behind the hieroglyphic streets there would either be a transcendent meaning, or only the earth.” Thomas Pynchon “What sort of an age is this where a man becomes one's enemy only when his back is turned?” Thomas Pynchon
I cannot amuse myself with metaphysical speculation because I know only too well from my own experience that all systems are defensible and intellectually possible; and that I lack the power to forget that the aim of metaphysical speculation is to seek truth in order to enjoy the intellectual art of constructing systems.
A happy past in whose memory I become happy again; with nothing in the present to make me happy or interest me, with nothing in dreams or hypotheses about a future different from this present, or that I might have a past other than this past - I lie down in my life, a conscious specter in a paradise where I've never been, a cadaver born from hopes I've yet to have.
-Fernando Pessoa
I exist without knowing it and I shall die without wanting to.
—Fernando Pessoa
Fernando Pessoa
==============An aesthetic quietism with regard to life, which enables us to think that the insults and humiliations inflicted on us by life and the living merely reach a contemptible periphery of our sensibility, a remote exterior of our conscious soul.
-Fernando Pessoa
By not taking anything seriously, not considering that we were certainly given another reality beyond our sensations, we take refuge in them, and we explore them like great unknown lands.
And if we assiduously use ourselves not only in aesthetic contemplation but also in the expression of its modes and results, it's that prose or verse we write, destitute of the will to convince the understanding of others or move other wills, is only like the speaking aloud of a person reading, made to give total objectivity to the subjective pleasure of reading.
-Fernando Pessoa
I cannot amuse myself with metaphysical speculation because I know only too well from my own experience that all systems are defensible and intellectually possible; and that I lack the power to forget that the aim of metaphysical speculation is to seek truth in order to enjoy the intellectual art of constructing systems.
A happy past in whose memory I become happy again; with nothing in the present to make me happy or interest me, with nothing in dreams or hypotheses about a future different from this present, or that I might have a past other than this past - I lie down in my life, a conscious specter in a paradise where I've never been, a cadaver born from hopes I've yet to have.
-Fernando Pessoa
I interrupt a thought so often. With a landscape passage that somehow fits into the real or false plan of my impressions because the landscape is a door through which I flee from having to face my creative impotence.
-Fernando Pessoa
1::What disquiet if I feel, 2::what discomfort if I think, 3::what futility if I love!
I interrogate myself and do not recognize myself. I never did anything useful and I will never do anything justifiable.
I spent the part of life that I didn't lose in confusedly interpreting anything, making verses in prose of the untransmittable sensations by means of which I make the unknown universe mine. I am full of myself, objectively and subjectively.
Oh night, when the stars falsify light, oh night, the only thing that is the size of the Universe, transform me, body and soul, into part of your body, let me lose myself in being mere darkness, let me too become night, without dreams, which in me would be stars, with no hoped-for sun whose hope would shine from the future.
-Fernando Pessoa
A false reputation is the same as faking reality over no real purpose whatsoever. You lie to yourself, the result of living life as a blur.
- Marco Almeida
the unconscious. An unconscious framework of
the mind.
Is Pessoa possessed through his own volition, in that existence is fundamentally unattainable or is he possessive of the subconscious as a metaphysical sacrifice in attuning his unconscious. I would argue that Pessoa is autonomous in an anonymous fashion that existence is fallible therefore inalienable of the unconscious. His immunity to exist is overshadowed because of this bare handed futility. - Marco Almeida
I am really grappling with the issue of what
Fernando Pessoa means with regard to existence.
His prose is fascinating.
