Skeptics of the Flying Spaghetti Monster are missing the point. Obviously, it isn't meant to be taken literally. It refers to any divinity in wheat products.
"We are here to drink beer. We are here to kill war. We are here to laugh at the odds and live our lives so well that Death will tremble to take us." -- Bukowski
"I don't know why we are here, but I'm pretty sure that it is not in order to enjoy ourselves." -- Wittgenstein
"[W]e are here on Earth to fart around, and don't let anybody tell you different." -- Vonnegut
"We are here to provide the world with a little dramatic material and a lot of comic relief." -- Me
"We are here on earth to do good for others. What the others are here for, I don't know." -- Auden
The Greeks, in a way of life in which great perils and upheavals were always present, sought in knowledge and reflection a kind of security and ultimate refugium. We, in an incomparably more secure condition, have transferred this perilousness into knowledge and reflection, and we recover from it, and calm ourselves down, with our way of life.
[W]here are you hurrying to?
You will never find that life for which you are looking.
When the gods created man they allotted to him death.
But life they retained in their own keeping.
As for you, Gilgamesh, fill your belly with good things;
Day and night, night and day, dance and be merry, feast and rejoice.
Let your clothes be fresh, bathe yourself in water.
Cherish the little child that holds your hand.
And make your wife happy in your embrace. For this too is the lot of man.
From The Epic of Gilgamesh (Sandars, Nancy K., trans. )
I've discovered a truly marvelous proof of nihilism. Of course this margin is more than wide enough to contain it. It's just...what would be the point?
For a few moments, the secrets of the universe are opened to us....
But then the genius, the savant, has to hand over the controls to the next guy down the pike, most likely the guy who just wants to eat potato chips, and insight and brilliance and salvation are all entrusted to a moron or a hedonist or a narcoleptic.
The only way out of this mess, of course, is to take steps to ensure that you control the idiots that you become.
Odin, through his sorcery, divined that the secret the Æsir needed
to overcome the Frost Giants at the Ragnarök was held by a certain
witch. When Odin approached the witch and asked her the price of the
secret, she said "Your left eye."
The All-Father, knowing better than to try to bargain, promptly
plucked out his left eye and laid it on the table between them,
demanding the secret.
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