Gold? Yellow, glittering, precious gold? [...]
Thus much of this will make Black, white, foul fair, wrong right; Base noble, old young, coward valiant. [...]
What this, you gods? [...]
This is it That makes the w'appened widow wed again; [...]
Come, damned earth, Thou common whore of mankind
William Shakespeare, Timon of Athens, cited by Marx, op. cit., Book I
The earth became a world that exists through our perception. It’s been thought of as a source from which we gain resources and wealth, conditioned to the ideal of mankind to sustain modern life; regardless of natures needs or origin. That world, divided by and depending on cultural production and consumption, is considered ours. We are determined to structure our surroundings, our lives, oneself, in order to answer our need for security, identity and belonging. Yet this world, which appears to be restrained, carries the unconscious. It bears The Pit of Your Stomach.
Read the full text here.
Gold? Yellow, glittering, precious gold? [...]
Thus much of this will make Black, white, foul fair, wrong right; Base noble, old young, coward valiant. [...]
What this, you gods? [...]
This is it That makes the w'appened widow wed again; [...]
Come, damned earth, Thou common whore of mankind
William Shakespeare, Timon of Athens, cited by Marx, op. cit., Book I
The earth became a world that exists through our perception. It’s been thought of as a source from which we gain resources and wealth, conditioned to the ideal of mankind to sustain modern life; regardless of natures needs or origin. That world, divided by and depending on cultural production and consumption, is considered ours. We are determined to structure our surroundings, our lives, oneself, in order to answer our need for security, identity and belonging. Yet this world, which appears to be restrained, carries the unconscious. It bears The Pit of Your Stomach.
Read the full text here.
Gold? Yellow, glittering, precious gold? [...]
Thus much of this will make Black, white, foul fair, wrong right; Base noble, old young, coward valiant. [...]
What this, you gods? [...]
This is it That makes the w'appened widow wed again; [...]
Come, damned earth, Thou common whore of mankind
William Shakespeare, Timon of Athens, cited by Marx, op. cit., Book I
The earth became a world that exists through our perception. It’s been thought of as a source from which we gain resources and wealth, conditioned to the ideal of mankind to sustain modern life; regardless of natures needs or origin. That world, divided by and depending on cultural production and consumption, is considered ours. We are determined to structure our surroundings, our lives, oneself, in order to answer our need for security, identity and belonging. Yet this world, which appears to be restrained, carries the unconscious. It bears The Pit of Your Stomach.
Read the full text here.
Gold? Yellow, glittering, precious gold? [...]
Thus much of this will make Black, white, foul fair, wrong right; Base noble, old young, coward valiant. [...]
What this, you gods? [...]
This is it That makes the w'appened widow wed again; [...]
Come, damned earth, Thou common whore of mankind
William Shakespeare, Timon of Athens, cited by Marx, op. cit., Book I
The earth became a world that exists through our perception. It’s been thought of as a source from which we gain resources and wealth, conditioned to the ideal of mankind to sustain modern life; regardless of natures needs or origin. That world, divided by and depending on cultural production and consumption, is considered ours. We are determined to structure our surroundings, our lives, oneself, in order to answer our need for security, identity and belonging. Yet this world, which appears to be restrained, carries the unconscious. It bears The Pit of Your Stomach.
Read the full text here.
Gold? Yellow, glittering, precious gold? [...]
Thus much of this will make Black, white, foul fair, wrong right; Base noble, old young, coward valiant. [...]
What this, you gods? [...]
This is it That makes the w'appened widow wed again; [...]
Come, damned earth, Thou common whore of mankind
William Shakespeare, Timon of Athens, cited by Marx, op. cit., Book I
The earth became a world that exists through our perception. It’s been thought of as a source from which we gain resources and wealth, conditioned to the ideal of mankind to sustain modern life; regardless of natures needs or origin. That world, divided by and depending on cultural production and consumption, is considered ours. We are determined to structure our surroundings, our lives, oneself, in order to answer our need for security, identity and belonging. Yet this world, which appears to be restrained, carries the unconscious. It bears The Pit of Your Stomach.
Read the full text here.
Gold? Yellow, glittering, precious gold? [...]
Thus much of this will make Black, white, foul fair, wrong right; Base noble, old young, coward valiant. [...]
What this, you gods? [...]
This is it That makes the w'appened widow wed again; [...]
Come, damned earth, Thou common whore of mankind
William Shakespeare, Timon of Athens, cited by Marx, op. cit., Book I
The earth became a world that exists through our perception. It’s been thought of as a source from which we gain resources and wealth, conditioned to the ideal of mankind to sustain modern life; regardless of natures needs or origin. That world, divided by and depending on cultural production and consumption, is considered ours. We are determined to structure our surroundings, our lives, oneself, in order to answer our need for security, identity and belonging. Yet this world, which appears to be restrained, carries the unconscious. It bears The Pit of Your Stomach.
Read the full text here.
