I have a theory that people might get fed up with computers, quite simply. I wonder whether, in fact – the Internet won’t go away – but its magic will disappear.
Now you see. We are all fugitives. We have always been fugitives from the void. Whatever comfort, whatever power we gain from outside of ourselves diminishes us — because comfort and power, unless they are won from the void inside of us, are illusions that make us forget the emptyness that carries us. When we forget that, we believe we deserve comfort and power and so are capable of any evil. We deserve nothing but what we make of ourselves. We deserve nothing else. And when we understand that, then nothing is enough.
The art of seeing
The art of hearing
The art of relaxation
The art of feeling pain
Time solves most things. And what time can’t solve, you have to solve yourself.
I don’t think that people accept the fact that life doesn’t make sense. I think it makes people terribly uncomfortable.