Simon Armitage/Thank You for Waiting



At this moment in time we’d like to invite

First Class passengers only to board the aircraft. Thank you for waiting. We now extend our invitation to Exclusive, Superior, Privilege and Excelsior members, followed by triple, double and single Platinum members, followed by Gold and Silver Card members, followed by Pearl and Coral Club members. Military personnel in uniform may also board at this time. Thank you for waiting. We now invite Bronze Alliance Members and passengers enrolled in our Rare Earth Metals Points and Reward Scheme to come forward, and thank you for waiting. Thank you for waiting. Accredited Beautiful People may now board, plus any gentleman carrying a copy of this month’s Cigar Aficionado magazine, plus subscribers to our Red Diamond, Black Opal or Blue Garnet promotion. We also welcome Sapphire, Ruby and Emerald members at this time, followed by Amethyst, Onyx, Obsidian, Jet, Topaz and Quartz members. Priority Lane customers, Fast Track customers, Chosen Elite customers, Preferred Access customers and First Among Equals customers may also now board. On production of a valid receipt travellers of elegance and style wearing designer and/or hand-tailored clothing to a minimum value of ten thousand US dollars may now board; passengers in possession of items of jewellery (including wristwatches) with a retail purchase price greater than the average annual salary of a mid-career high school teacher are also welcome to board. Also welcome at this time are passengers talking loudly into cellphone headsets about recently completed share deals property acquisitions and aggressive takeovers, plus hedge fund managers with proven track records in the undermining of small-to-medium-sized ambitions. Passengers in classes Loam, Chalk, Marl and Clay may also board. Customers who have purchased our Dignity or Morning Orchid packages may now collect their sanitised shell suits prior to boarding. Thank you for waiting. Mediocre passengers are now invited to board, followed by passengers lacking business acumen or genuine leadership potential, followed by people of little or no consequence, followed by people operating at a net fiscal loss as people. Those holding tickets for zones Rust, Mulch, Cardboard, Puddle and Sand might now want to begin gathering their tissues and crumbs prior to embarkation. Passengers either partially or wholly dependent on welfare or kindness, please have your travel coupons validated at the Quarantine Desk. Sweat, Dust, Shoddy, Scurf, Faeces, Chaff, Remnant, Ash, Pus, Sludge, Clinker, Splinter and Soot; all you people are now free to board.
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Arthur Schopenhauer/Varoluşun Boşluğu


H
ayatımızdaki her olay için sadece bir anlığına “oluyor” diyebiliriz; ardından sonsuza dek “oldu” demek zorundayız. Her akşam bir günümüz eksiliyor hayatımızdan. Eğer varlığımızın en derinliklerinde sonsuzluk pınarının bize ait olduğunun ve böylece hayatı her zaman tazeleyebileceğimizin gizlice bilincinde olmasaydık, bu kısa zaman diliminin elimizden böyle kayıp gitmesine muhtemelen öfkelenirdik.

Bu bahsedilenler anın tadını çıkarmak ve bunu hayatın amacı kılmanın en büyük bilgelik olduğu inancına sürükleyebilir; çünkü sadece "şimdi" gerçektir ve diğer her şey düşünce oyunlarından ibarettir. Ancak böyle bir hayat amacı delilik olarak da görülebilir; çünkü bir sonraki anda varolmayı bırakan ve bir rüya gibi kaybolan şey asla ciddi bir çabaya değmez.

Varoluşumuzun dayandığı tek şey, sürekli yok olan "şimdi"dir. Bu yüzden, bulmak için durmaksızın çabaladığımız huzuru, asla bulma olasılığımız olmadan, sürekli bir hareket biçimini almalıdır varoluşumuz. Yokuş aşağı koşan ve durmaya kalkarsa yere çakılacak birine, parmak ucunda dengede tutulmaya çalışılan bir sırığa benzer bu. Demek ki huzursuzluk, varoluşun bir türüdür.
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Arthur Schopenhauer/The Emptiness of Existence

 


A man to his astonishment all at once becomes conscious of existing after having been in a state of non-existence for many thousands of years, when, presently again, he returns to a state of non-existence for an equally long time. This cannot possibly be true, says the heart; and even the crude mind, after giving the matter its consideration, must have some sort of presentiment of the ideality of time. This ideality of time, together with that of space, is the key to every true system of metaphysics, because it finds room for quite another order of things than is to be found in nature. This is why Kant is so great.

Of every event in our life it is only for a moment that we can say that it is; after that we must say for ever that it was. Every evening makes us poorer by a day. It would probably make us angry to see this short space of time slipping away, if we were not secretly conscious in the furthest depths of our being that the spring of eternity belongs to us, and that in it we are always able to have life renewed.

Reflections of the nature of those above may, indeed, establish the belief that to enjoy the present, and to make this the purpose of one's life, is the greatest wisdom; since it is the present alone that is real, everything else being only the play of thought. But such a purpose might just as well be called the greatest folly, for that which in the next moment exists no more, and vanishes as completely as a dream, can never be worth a serious effort.

Our existence is based solely on the ever-fleeting present. Essentially, therefore, it has to take the form of continual motion without there ever being any possibility of our finding the rest after which we are always striving. It is the same as a man running downhill, who falls if he tries to stop, and it is only by his continuing to run on that he keeps on his legs; it is like a pole balanced on one's finger-tips, or like a planet that would fall into its sun as soon as it stopped hurrying onwards. Hence unrest is the type of existence.

In a world like this, where there is no kind of stability, no possibility of anything lasting, but where everything is thrown into a restless whirlpool of change, where everything hurries on, flies, and is maintained in the balance by a continual advancing and moving, it is impossible to imagine happiness. It cannot dwell where, as Plato says, continual Becoming and never Being is all that takes place. First of all, no man is happy; he strives his whole life long after imaginary happiness, which he seldom attains, and if he does, then it is only to be disillusioned; and as a rule he is shipwrecked in the end and enters the harbour dismasted. Then it is all the same whether he has been happy or unhappy in a life which was made up of a merely ever-changing present and is now at an end.

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