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To be a philosopher
means to sit on a carousel and watch the way underneath, in the dust, the other sit in a round motion, without getting anywhere, to gaze at the blue sky above that they can't see through the roof and don't even wish to see, to be disgusted by the lack of meaning of their circular agitation, and yet to envy the fun of action, of movement, to wish for a moment or several to be yourself carried away by illusions, by hope, in the swirl that gets you so dizzy you can't see its bottom, you can't see its limits and don't have time for it. That is the theory of the forever outsider. 4th January 2002.
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