. "A true nihilist would believe in nothing, have no loyalties, and no purpose other than, perhaps, an impulse to destroy."
"For Nietzsche, there is no objective order or structure in the world except what we give it." See poem below. Finally a structure of unstructure for my thoughts on non-structure.
Soon we became encumbered by weight, but then it was never more than another rule we wanted to break. It was a windy day when after struggling with balance they launched their carefully-calculated dream. They must have never felt so free. The gate was ten feet tall why ever did we evolve from monkeys then again the body was a limit that waited to be proven fake it was the rigid schedule we could't take. The exactness of beelines to classes. The square ness of the rooms. Boxes and boxes. We climbed over the ten-foot line and launched our lives, knowing only after, the fall. Soon we became acquainted with broken bones, this weight,
and how we obeyed,
we and the brothers Wright. Even in flight.
...an old poem 'bout how we can't but live based on what we can't know. ambot.