"Weiss sowohl als Schwarz sind beide undurchsichtig oder korperlich..... Weisses Wasser wird man sich nicht denken konnen, was rein ist; so wenig wie klare Milch"
translates:
"Both white and black are opaque or solid.... White water which is pure is as inconceivable as clear milk" Ludwig Wittgenstein 'Remarks on Colour'
what a statement
Luwig was on Earth 1889 - 1951
how did he come to write such things
have we freetime nowadays to pen such words
it is a searching
it is a trying to get things right
reminds of other night
returning to New York from Philly
on Chinabus
a family sitting directly behind me - Indians
the guy had a terrible cold - loud hacking cough
the lady spoke oft in a high nasal voice
the baby wailed crying
here was wrongness, it really seemed -
reeeally felt like.. 'wrongness'
i.e. 'why'? y'know - 'why is this?'
(how come myspace does not allow for italizization?)
anywho/how
pressing FWD:
also thought to self that I was gonna invest in some 'Airborne' on the morrow..
Recently heard from a friend about a Russian guy who, standing there, got 'sneezed on' - that is to say: someone sneezed (not covering mouth) straight in his face!!!
what he did was as follows
he went and (typical Russian style) bought a bottle of VODKA and poured it into his hand and rubbed it all over his face and drank some..
further, out tonight w/ a friend in wburg - grabbed din at a Polish restaurant -
he was cleaning the silverware with lemon slices
to ward off 'germs' -
he's torn as to whether to move to Sweden or remain in NYC
there's the aspect of moving to a higher standard of living viz. a 'better quality of life'
also aspect of (yes, Ghandi-esque) being the change you'd like to see in the place you live
if you pulled an arrow back (see it strain for release on the bow) and shot it fast -
what else is more on point than
MOTIVE
translates:
"Both white and black are opaque or solid.... White water which is pure is as inconceivable as clear milk" Ludwig Wittgenstein 'Remarks on Colour'
what a statement
Luwig was on Earth 1889 - 1951
how did he come to write such things
have we freetime nowadays to pen such words
it is a searching
it is a trying to get things right
reminds of other night
returning to New York from Philly
on Chinabus
a family sitting directly behind me - Indians
the guy had a terrible cold - loud hacking cough
the lady spoke oft in a high nasal voice
the baby wailed crying
here was wrongness, it really seemed -
reeeally felt like.. 'wrongness'
i.e. 'why'? y'know - 'why is this?'
(how come myspace does not allow for italizization?)
anywho/how
pressing FWD:
also thought to self that I was gonna invest in some 'Airborne' on the morrow..
Recently heard from a friend about a Russian guy who, standing there, got 'sneezed on' - that is to say: someone sneezed (not covering mouth) straight in his face!!!
what he did was as follows
he went and (typical Russian style) bought a bottle of VODKA and poured it into his hand and rubbed it all over his face and drank some..
further, out tonight w/ a friend in wburg - grabbed din at a Polish restaurant -
he was cleaning the silverware with lemon slices
to ward off 'germs' -
he's torn as to whether to move to Sweden or remain in NYC
there's the aspect of moving to a higher standard of living viz. a 'better quality of life'
also aspect of (yes, Ghandi-esque) being the change you'd like to see in the place you live
if you pulled an arrow back (see it strain for release on the bow) and shot it fast -
what else is more on point than
MOTIVE
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