Dingo the Dissident

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Monday 9 February 2015

Six toxic offerings from the tripe-master:

1. Love and desire are the spirit’s wings to great deeds.

2. Wilhelm, what is the world to our hearts without love? What is a magic lantern without light? You have but to kindle the flame within, and the brightest figures shine on the white wall; and, if love only shows us fleeting shadows, we are but happy, when, like mere children we behold them, and are transported with the splendid phantoms.

3. I love those who yearn for the impossible.

4. When a human awakens to a great dream and throws the full force of his soul over it, all the universe conspires to favour him.

4. When the sound and wholesome nature of man acts as an entirety, when he feels himself in the world as in a grand, beautiful, worthy and worthwhile whole, when this harmonious comfort affords him a pure, untrammelled delight: then the universe, if it could be sensible of itself, would shout for joy at having attained its goal and wonder at the pinnacle of its own essence and evolution. For what end is served by all the expenditure of suns and planets and moons, of stars and Milky Ways, of comets and nebula, of worlds evolving and passing away, if at last a happy man does not involuntarily rejoice in his existence ?

5.  I have possessed that heart, that noble soul, in whose presence I seemed to be more than I really was, because I was all that I could be.

6.   I have come to the frightening conclusion that I am elemental. It is my personal approach that creates the climate. It is my daily mood that makes the weather. I possess tremendous power to make life miserable or joyous. I can be a tool of torture or an instrument of inspiration, I can humiliate or humour, hurt or heal. In all situations, it is my response that decides whether a crisis is escalated or de-escalated, and a person is humanised or de-humanised. If we treat people as they are, we make them worse. If we treat people as they ought to be, we help them become what they are capable of becoming.

Johann Wolfgang von Goethe wrote this sort of stuff ad nauseam.
No wonder we have since suffered empires, world wars, holocausts and ever greater crimes against the planet we dominate, admire, despise and patronise.

4 comments:

Elope Cole said...

This is Paulo Cohelo isn't it?

Wofl said...

No - it's GOETHE, a much greater tripe-master.

Marcus Billson said...

Where in Goethe is this from?

EVIList said...

Tripemaster Goethe had discovered The Secret™.