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Otto Weininger (1880 - 1903)

Cioran linked him with Strindberg and the Book of Genesis. I hadn't heard the name before. * Otto Weininger ( German: [ˈvaɪnɪŋɐ] ; April 3, 1880 – October 4, 1903) was an Austrian philosopher . In 1903, he published the book Geschlecht und Charakter ( Sex and Character ), which gained popularity after his suicide at the age of 23. Today, Weininger is viewed as misogynistic and antisemitic by many in academic circles, [ 1 ] but was held to be a great genius by the philosopher Ludwig Wittgenstein and the writer August Strindberg . Life Otto Weininger was born on April 3, 1880 in Vienna as a son of the Jewish goldsmith Leopold Weininger and his wife Adelheid. After attending primary school and graduating from secondary school in July 1898, Weininger registered at the University of Vienna in October of the same year. He studied philosophy and psychology but took courses in natural sciences and medicine as well. Weininger learned Greek , Latin , French and Engli...

Tired of Being a Slave to Nest-Building...

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I settled here to contemplate the Disease of Time. 

Early Cioran: "A Short History of Decay"

If primarily seen as Cioran's response to WWII, the unrelenting darkness of   A Short History of Decay (love the title) might be more understandable, but for me it's more than that.  The older Cioran seems to have chipped away at the younger Cioran's lyricism for lyricism's sake and moved toward a less baroque and word-glutted text. I could be wrong -- I've only read two Ciorans: Drawn and Short History -- but thus far that's my feeling. Short History is a slower read for me, but not without some humorous and thought-provoking passages. * Excerpt from A Short History of Decay (from a short section titled "Turning a Cold Shoulder to Time"):      Yesterday, today, tomorrow -- these are servants' categories. For the idle man, sumptuously settled in the Inconsolable, and whom every moment torments, past, present, and future are merely variable appearances of one and the same disease, identical in its substance, inexorable in its insinuati...

Cioran: A Final Word from "Drawn and Quartered"

Will read his Short History of Decay next. Have already started. Earlier Cioran. Let's compare. * A final word (the final words) from Drawn and Quartered : Novalis says; (sic) "It depends on us to make the world accord with our will." This is precisely the contrary of everything we can think and feel at the end of a life, and, with all the more reason, at the end of history . . .

I Can't Resist the Urge: Marking the Day

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Head cold. Slept past 6 but still tramped around the lagoon. Dragged. Squinted. Soaked in the cool morning air. Found these next to the john next to Marine Stadium. * Who will make the last mark(s) and how will we ever know?