It Is Curious How Kierkegaard, a Prolix Writer…

It is curious how Kierkegaard, a prolix writer,—who sins by being prolix,—hardly irritates me. Although there are passages in his work that cause me great boredom, still they do not irritate me. Some others… Oh, God! The name of the moment is Jean-Paul Sartre. How is it possible that Sartre, a remarkable writer, can make me want to unlearn how to read, when I endure many, many pages of Kierkegaard’s prose? It seems that I can tolerate prolixity when I notice the author’s emotional state, when I notice that the topic is close to his heart, and, above all, when I notice his sincerity. On the other hand, if the author spends words on nothing, if he runs away from the proposed theme, losing himself in futile and vain reasoning, wasting my sight, then an uncontrollable impulse points out to me the exasperating character of what I am reading. I close the work, slam it against the shelf, and verbalize an insult. Sometimes I regret… This is not the case. Indescribable joy at abandoning Sartre to pull out a volume of Helena Blavatsky. Holy irritation!

Power Is Always the Reflection of a Relationship of Domination

If we measure power by the aptitude—availability of means—to corrupt the will or action of others by imposing one’s own will, we see that power is always the reflection of a relationship of domination. If we break the relationship and isolate the dominating side, analyzing it from itself to itself, we notice that such power is useless and ordinary. The desire for power, in the vulgar sense, is always a desire that focuses its lens on the other, on subjugating the other, on strengthening oneself before the other—and therefore abject. To desire influence is to show oneself to be someone who, notwithstanding the manifest vanity, holds the other in prominence in the equation of one’s own life—belittling him, however, as one unconsciously belittles oneself.

Evolution Demands a Rupture and an Expansion of the Horizon

Evolution demands, over and over again, a rupture and an expansion of the horizon; a distancing from the past and an opening to the unknown. Grow those who walk new paths, drink from different sources, preventing the addiction of nature itself. The mark of geniality is the capture of unexpected links between apparently disconnected subjects.

The State is an Odious Tyrannical Machine

The State is an odious tyrannical machine whose functions are summarized as enacting laws, forcing citizens to swallow them, and punishing those who refuse to do so. Its means are oppression and command; its resources are how much it takes by force from the individual. Among all the gods of the modern pantheon, this is perhaps the most repugnant, whose actions can never be approved by anyone who has learned to value honor and freedom. To blaspheme against this monster that corrupts souls and values is a moral duty.