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第一の手記.
@talesofmacabre.bsky.social
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THE FIRST NOTEBOOK. ⠀strumming my pain ⠀with his 𝖋ingers. quotes every 10 minutes.
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第一の手記. @talesofmacabre.bsky.social · Jun 3
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第一の手記. @talesofmacabre.bsky.social · 9m
I will be your mirror.
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第一の手記. @talesofmacabre.bsky.social · 33m
what was it I understood at that moment, or was on the verge of understanding? did the motif of later years —— that of " remorse as prelude to sin " —— show here the first hint of its beginning?
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第一の手記. @talesofmacabre.bsky.social · 48m
knowledge, you realise that things are unchangeable and at the same time are constantly being transformed.
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第一の手記. @talesofmacabre.bsky.social · 48m
what transforms this world is knowledge. do you see what I mean? nothing else can change anything in this world. knowledge alone is capable of transforming the world, while at the same time leaving it exactly as is. when you look at the world with
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第一の手記. @talesofmacabre.bsky.social · 56m
granting no space to think or feel, why did the soft, indolent earth thus greet me with the shock of a steel plate? did the soft earth turn to steel only to show me my own softness? that nature might bring home to me
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第一の手記. @talesofmacabre.bsky.social · 1h
that principle, it occurred to me, was death.
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第一の手記. @talesofmacabre.bsky.social · 1h
a raw carnal feeling blazed up within me, branding my cheeks. I felt myself staring at him with crystal — clear eyes.
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第一の手記. @talesofmacabre.bsky.social · 1h
I kept my melancholy and my agitation hidden, careful lest any trace should be left exposed.
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第一の手記. @talesofmacabre.bsky.social · 1h
I had always thought of desire being something clearer than it really is, and I had not realised it required people to see themselves in a slightly dreamlike, unreal way.
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第一の手記. @talesofmacabre.bsky.social · 1h
the only constant within the universe is change.
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第一の手記. @talesofmacabre.bsky.social · 2h
they would look distastefully at the pallid face of that unchildlike child.
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第一の手記. @talesofmacabre.bsky.social · 2h
luring me on, and my mind, higher—— ever higher, up into the sky, drawing me ceaselessly up, to heights far, far above the human?
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第一の手記. @talesofmacabre.bsky.social · 2h
there is no expression whatsoever. the picture has a genuinely chilling, foreboding quality—— as if it caught him in the act of dying as he sat before the camera.
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第一の手記. @talesofmacabre.bsky.social · 2h
we do not collide with our destiny all of a sudden.
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第一の手記. @talesofmacabre.bsky.social · 2h
the loss of self through sex gives us little satisfaction.
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第一の手記. @talesofmacabre.bsky.social · 3h
using words to universalise to my own individuality.
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第一の手記. @talesofmacabre.bsky.social · 3h
insects, seized on my individuality and sought to shut me up within it. nevertheless, despite the enemy’s depredations upon my person, I turned their universality —— at once a weapon and a weakness —— back on them, and to some extent, succeeded in
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第一の手記. @talesofmacabre.bsky.social · 3h
however, as words become particularised, and as men begin —— in however a small way —— to use them in personal, arbitrary ways, so their transformation into art begins. it was words of this kind that, descending on me like a swarm of winged
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第一の手記. @talesofmacabre.bsky.social · 3h
seeing is the antithesis to existing.
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第一の手記. @talesofmacabre.bsky.social · 3h
majority of men. muscles have gradually become something akin to classical Greek. to revive the dead language, the discipline of steel was required; to change the silence of death into the eloquence of life, the aid of steel was essential.
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第一の手記. @talesofmacabre.bsky.social · 3h
and the trap into which a deformed person finally falls does not lie in his resolving the state of antagonism between himself and the world, but instead takes the form of his completely approving of this antagonism.
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第一の手記. @talesofmacabre.bsky.social · 3h
the groups of muscles that have become virtually unnecessary in modern life, though still a vital element of a man’s body, are obviously pointless from a practical point of view, and bulging muscles are as unnecessary as a classical education is to the
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第一の手記. @talesofmacabre.bsky.social · 3h
if the world changed, I could not exist, and if I changed, the world could not exist.
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第一の手記. @talesofmacabre.bsky.social · 4h
to see human beings in agony, to see them covered in blood and to hear their death groans, makes people humble.
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第一の手記. @talesofmacabre.bsky.social · 4h
struck us as being a strangely volatile thing.