Nifty Night-time Nietzsche!

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Section 11, Third Essay, from “The Genealogy of Morals”.

“Read from a distant star, the majuscule script of  our earthly existence would perhaps lead to the conclusion that the earth was the distinctively aesthetic planet, a nook of disgruntles, arrogant, and offensive creatures filled with a profound disgust at themselves, at the earth, at all life, who inflict as much pain on themselves as they possibly can out of pleasure in inflicting pain- which is probably their only pleasure.”

Nifty Night-time Nietzsche!

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From The will to suffer and those who feel compassion from The Gay Science number 338, Book Four, p. 191

The path to one’s own heaven always leads through the voluptuousness of one’s own hell.

 

Nifty Night-time Nietzsche!

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Parable from The Gay Science number 322, Book Four, p. 180

Those thinkers in whom all stars move in cyclical orbits are not the deepest; he who looks into himself as a vast space and bears galaxies within also knows how irregular galaxies are; they lead into the chaos and labyrinth of existence.

Warning

Warning

By Jenny Joseph

When I am an old woman I shall wear purple

With a red hat which doesn’t go, and doesn’t suit me.

And I shall spend my pension on brandy and summer gloves

And satin sandals, and say we’ve no money for butter.

I shall sit down on the pavement when I’m tired

And gobble up samples in shops and press alarm bells

And run my stick along all the public railings

And make up for the sobriety of my youth

I shall go out in my slippers in the rain

And pick flowers in other people’s gardens

And learn to spit.

You can wear terrible shirts and grow more fat

And eat three pounds of sausage at a go

Or only bread and pickles for a week

And hoard pens and pencils and beermats and things in boxes.

But now we must have clothes that keep us dry

And pay our rent and not swear in the street

And set a good example for the children.

We must have friends to dinner and read the papers.

But maybe I ought to practice a little now?

So people who know me are not too shocked and surprised

When suddenly I am old, and start wearing purple.

Bands which I have observed performing.

An alphabetized list of bands which I have seen live during my lengthy life. A star indicates a concert that I attended with MJ.

*Alice in Chains

*Alice Cooper

Alice.

*Amon Amarth

MJ and I at Amon Amarth

Billy Talent

CocoRosie

Cocorosie.

*Cradle of Filth

C.O.F.

Dan Mangan

Dan Mangan at Summer Live festival in Stanley Park

*Disturbed

*Deftones

Death from Above 1979

*Dream Theatre

*Dropkick Murphys

With Ken Casey backstage at Dropkick Murphys!

*Exodus

Exodus

*Flogging Molly

*Gogol Bordello

*Godsmack

After the Godsmack moshpit: MJ's very first concert!

*Guns ‘n’ Roses

GNR!

*Haelstorm

Jack Johnson

K’naan

K’naan again

Metric

Modest Mouse

Mother Mother

*Ozzy Osbourne

Ozzy!

*Queens of the Stone Age

Queens of the Stone Age

*Ravensun

Ravensun at the Funky Winkerbean.

R.E.M

*Rob Zombie

Rob Zombie #1!

*Rob Zombie again

Rob Zombie #2!

*Rob Zombie, once more…

Rob Zombie Round 3

*Slayer

Matching Slayer shirts and jean shorts.

*Soundgarden

Soundgarden

*Stonesour

*Steel Panther

Death to all but metal!

*System of a Down

S.O.A.D.

*TOOL

TOOL

*Trivum

Uh Huh Her

Leisha Hailey and Uh Huh Her.

Wintersleep

In the pouring rain during Wintersleep's set at the Vancouver 2011 Olympics!

Wintersleep again

Life Rehab

It has recently been brought to my attention that I should really start giving myself some “me time”. I’ve been fighting this for a long time (relaxing makes me nervous), but I’m almost out of energy drinks, so perhaps I’ll give it a shot.

These are 111 things I want to do. I’m going to do one everyday this summer; every time I finish one I’ll cross it off my list.

1. Learn to let go.
2. Watch all three LOTR extended versions. In my Mordor shirt.
3. Watch all seven HP movies. In my HP pyjamas.
4. Go motorcycle riding with papa.
5. Take myself for a pedicure.
6. Clean out my closet.
   (May 10th, 2011)
7. Re-decorate.
8. Go to hot yoga.
9. Play my drums at least five times a week.
10. Categorize my bookshelf: genre? Alphabetically? Number of references to physics? The possibilities are endless!
11. Clean my white purse.
12. Blow bubbles with Officer Bubbles.
13. Make a fort with my cats.
14. Buy a new perfume which I actually like.
15. Write my future self a letter and put it in the mail.
16. Make a catalogue of my clothes.
17. Breathe.
18. Take myself out to dinner.
19. Scrapbook.
20. Throw things out.
21. Go rowing/kayaking/canoeing.
22. Ride bikes on the seawall. First: learn how to ride a bike.
23. Make myself a fancy hat and wear it in public.
24. Tell myself I look good in my jeans.
25. Ride my scooter around the cul de sac like an idiot.
26. Learn to say no.
    (May 7th, 2011) 
27. Learn to let go.
    *I just realized this is on here twice. But I could really stand to do it twice.
    (May 6th, 2011)
    Slowly but surely…
    
    
28. Buy an expensive bottle of wine, just for myself.
29. Depend on no one but myself for my own happiness.
30. (May 14th, 2011)
31. Smile at strangers.
32. Do the Coquitlam Crunch, even though I don’t think I can.
33. Tell the people I love how much I love them.
34. Take pictures with my fish eye camera.
35. Brush my hair for a really long time.
36. Have a really awesome stretch.
    (May 11th, 2011)
    Stretching is always the most satisfying when it feels like your abs are going to rip apart.  
37. Wake up in time to see the sunrise and then sleep all day.
38. Buy myself that bracelet I really like.
    (May 5th, 2011)
    
    
39. Finish reading “War and Peace”.
    (May 15th, 2011) 
40. Go to Milestones without my car and have as many Bellini’s as my little liver desires.
    (April 29th, 2011)
    

    Baby steps.

41. Be a tourist in my own city.
42. Watch really trashy TV, and then read Einstein.
43. Take a dance class or four.
44. Go to McDonalds. By Myself. Shamelessly.
    (April 28th, 2011)
    *This one may happen multiple times.
     
45. Spend time with my family, and find the words to tell them how much I love them for everything they’ve done and how much they mean to me.
    (May 8th, 2011)
    
    

    As if I could ever come close with words.

     

46. Volunteer at the Crisis Shelter.
47. Try to find a purple Cadillac Hearse for sale.
    (May 13th, 2011) 
48. Stick to my guns. First: find my guns.
    (May 1st, 2011)
49. Find the perfect bag to take to Italy.
    (May 2nd, 2011)
    Michael Kors on sale… I am powerless to resist.
50. Make a chandelier out of my spoon collection .
51. Buy myself flowers.
    (April 27th, 2011)
    

    My favorite flowers: gerbera daisies!

52. Make myself an awesome apron to bake in.
53. Indulge in Martha Stewart for hours on end. It’s a good thing.
54. Kidnap my friends and take them on dates for ice cream.
55. Make time, not money.
56. Buy a liter of coke and drink the whole thing.
57. Laugh so hard I cry.
58. Cry so hard I laugh.
    (May 4th, 2011)
    Star Wars always gets me…May the fourth be with you!
    
    
59. Go back to Bose farms and explore.
60. Watch the clouds.
61. Look at the sky. Ponder insignificance.
62. Pick out new glasses.
63. Make myself super awesome lunches to take to work  in my lunchbox.
64. Buy myself fruit snacks.
65. Restore my lunch box.
66. Sing along to TOOL in my car. Loudly.
    (April 30th, 2011)
67. Draw my dad a picture of that boat he really likes.
68. Remind myself to never stop being thankful for how goddamn, unbelievably lucky I am.
69. Sit on the patio and feel myself getting freckles.
70. Make lemonade.
    
71. Watch my collection of Stanley Kubrick’s movies.
72. Try to have a lucid dream.
73. Find the perfect vintage thermos to fit in my lunchbox.
74. Go to a drag bar and try to fit in.
75. Jump in puddles in my rain boots.
    (May 3rd, 2011)
    
76. Draw with chalk in the driveway.
77. Go to the aquarium in my whale t-shirt and dolphin hat and be an absolute buffoon.
78. Study for the LSAT.
79. Find the perfect display case for my antique drumstick.
80. Go to Granville Island and buy fresh fruit and veggies.
81. Ride the aqua bus.
82. Pick a special box to keep all my pen-pallings.
83. Paint.
    (May 15th, 2011)
    Working on pieces for Cycle; arms and computer now covered in black speckles of fabric paint.  
84. Make a sign for my door that says “Dumble’.
85. Buy myself a new wall plug for my iPhone.
86. Read fairy tales to myself.
87. Remember that right now, this second, everything is perfect.
88. Remember that perfection is an illusion.
89. Make friendship bracelets.
90. Leave nice comments on my friends’ blogs.
91. Have high tea.
92. Make something with the sparkles in my sparkle box.
93. Walk in sand barefoot. Enjoy tickling sensation/free loofah.
94. Play on the swing set and pretend I’m flying.
95. Go skydiving. Pretend I’m flying.
96. Make a candle out of a teacup.
97. Relax.
98. Sort through the apothecary that is my bathroom.
99. Find roller skates. Then put on my velour jumper and act a fool.
100. Bake for myself.
101. Go for a walk in the forest and pretend I’m in Middle Earth.
102. Run somewhere for absolutely no reason.
103. Remember that every single person has something special that you can’t see with your eyes.
104. Embrace the macabre.
105. Accept uncertainty.
     (May 12th, 2011) 
106. Tell people how I really feel.
107. Expand my shark tooth collection.
108. Spend an entire day using coupons.
109. Write my own endings to stories.
110. Write my own rules.
111. Feel good about myself in a bathing suit.
112. Leave the house in sweatpants, no Louis, no cell phone, and no makeup. And be ok with it.

Oh Deere

Last summer my dad built an addition on his house for his workshop. He called me and asked me to come over right away because “he didn’t want it to be all up and me wonder how it got there”.

This time, we’re planting trees. Padre bought me a darling little peach tree (which I’ve named Keane; peachy Keane!) and I chose a spot in the front lawn for him to spread his roots. First we dug a really big hole:

Paddy came out to “help”:

Dad recently bought himself a big galumphing tractor (which he rode from the ferry to his place on the highway…) but my aunt has a smaller tractor for “smaller jobs”.

So on I went, and down the hill went the tractor and Kelsey.

Then  I found the brake, and things went much smoother after that.