we start loving to satisfy our need of being-loved
- timofei gerber
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when our stomachs are full we are afraid
of indigestion
when our stomachs are empty we are afraid
we may never eat again
- audre lorde
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Freud famously wrote that the aim of all life is death. Thanatos, some call it. The death instinct. The drive towards self-destruction. It lives in all of us, he said. A need to court danger. Put ourselves directly in harm's way. Sometimes a whisper, sometimes a cry. An invisible current. A force beyond our control.
As Syme had done earlier, Winston had taken up his spoon and was dabbling in the pale-colored gravy that dribbled across the table, drawing a long streak of it out into a pattern. He meditated resentfully on the physical texture of life.
Philosophy is not business; it's personal, more akin to therapy than to science. It's about finding out what is actually going on and what we are doing here.