Grounding the team had been difficult, but not impossible. Dr. Hansrik assured them there would be no danger, once the patient was unconscious. Prior to sedation, the patient was capable of anything. (Just ask the good folk of Peoria, Illinois, who’d made the terrible mistake of not taking the patient’s demands for “unlimited chicken wings and non-stop ...
The dreams had returned, again, and no amount of coffee and cigarettes could keep their influence at bay. The ennui was crushing at times, and even talking with an outrageous French accent would not help. He thought of his days in the theatre. Oh, the crazy antics they’d get up to behind the proscenium. His ...
Can children be existentialists? What I’m asking isn’t so much whether or not it’s possible, but should we allow it? If I dare to claim to define some central ideas here, the part about living authentically and embracing the freedom that comes with taking responsibility for all our choices with no excuses, that side of it ...
I’ve heard this before somewhere, but I can’t find it to give due credit: Coping with climate change is like coping with being a passenger on the Titanic. Some won’t notice anything’s amiss until they’re well into the water. Some will notice it’s going down and decide we should continue playing until the bitter end. ...
This helps me to understand why my character in Skyrim keeps picking up crap to sell, even though he has more money than he’ll ever be able to spend. Also, snowberries. Alltop tastes delicious with existential berries.
You awake each morning screaming, your mouth dry and your eyes red from the tears that bath your Pillow of Ennui. You had the dream again. Of falling. Of dogs tearing at your carcass, broken on the dirty pavement of … Continue reading →
“…whoever wishes to become a philosopher must learn not to be frightened by absurdities.” –Bertrand Russell “The satirist is prevented by repulsion from gaining a better knowledge of the world he is attracted to, yet he is forced by attraction … Continue reading →
Time Robot would be a great name for a band. It would also be a horribly misleading title for a French film based on this premise. (Though it would be fun to hear Arnold Schwarzenegger try to say “ennui” and … Continue reading →
It wasn’t always so easy. There used to be an anger in him. An emptiness that nothing could fill … nothing material anyway. He fell through time and space, and into a kind of dream. And it seemed as though … Continue reading →
“If you’re lonely when you’re alone, you’re in bad company.” Jean-Paul Sartre In yesterday’s Globe & Mail, Margaret Wente claims that people can get to a much greater depth of understanding and “perfection” of self through a married relationship than they can possibly do if they remain single. “…the road to self-actualization isn’t through perfection ...
We met Henri a few weeks ago. Here’s the first video in which he explores his angst:
Cat ennui – clever and funny! Thanks to Emma for passing it on.
I read this originally in French class, sometime during my high school career. (Where I was a music nerd, and a hard-core nerd, long before that was remotely cool.) Most of this famous existential work was read aloud in class, … Continue reading →
For those who have never been quite certain of the true meaning of existential angst, may I recommend the following? And for your further discernment, Henri 2 Paw de Deux: Recommend this Post
Alltop enjoys a good void.
McCoy, Kirk and Spock are all about to die as their bodies are de-atomized over a period of several agonizing seconds. Everyone in the original Star Trek was quite condescending to Bones whenever he got fretful about using the transporter. … Continue reading →
That kid just bummed me out. Alltop would love a new bike.