Who do you say that I am? Matthew 16:15More
Author Archives: Richard Q
in medias res
My life is so many fragments that I start to believe any dusty pile of themMore
What a stupid thing, vengeance
For that humanity might be redeemed from revenge: that is for me the bridge to the highest hope and a rainbow after lashing storms. Nietzsche’s ZarathustraMore
Stakes
But what help is it to us to look into the constellation of truth? We look into the danger and see the growth of the saving power. –HeideggerMore
The Liquid Inside
What are we doing with life’s wine?More
Behind the face of the moon we see
…just like the moon, life surely has a side that is perpetually turned away from us… –RilkeMore
Some questions
The poets will either save us or help us still love in our disasterMore
Outside This Room
I know that outside this roomsomething gives signs of life,something twitches or boundsand could join my legs jumpingbeneath the desk, seer legs.I know but don’t leave the roominstead I make the roomsmaller and smaller, shrinkingits proportions to a pointsomehow I still fit inside.I still look outside the room,my microscopic room,to the vastness out therethe trees…More
An Alternative Ending to Plato’s Phaedo
I saw inside his cloak and caught on fire and was quite beside myself. –Socrates in CharmidesMore
A glance at perspective
Each of our lives is a part of the lengthy process of the universe gradually waking up and becoming aware of itself. –Thomas NagelMore
A Note on Nihilism
It’s different, how an individual–especially a philosopher, trained how he could be trained in times of crises–faces the threat of nihilism and how it is faced generally, for members of a social body generally under its throes. While the former holds his head above, or at least at a distance–two or three centuries worth of…More
Trying on different lives.
Spirit is the life that itself cuts into life. –NietzscheMore
Job asks the god Why a bet
That power might as well have said, From going to and fro on earth, gambling the way we gamble on highMore
so we have made a mistake
Even the ruins of the world will have poetry on its faceMore
Shots of Poetry
I am a (poorly written) love letterMore
