Adjusm.

"It's unimaginable! No question about what you do with your orgasms. No question about the quality of your feelings and thoughts and perceptions. And then what about the society you're supposed to be adjusted to? Is it a mad society or a sane one? And even if it's pretty sane, is it right that anybody should be completely adjusted to it?"

Island by Aldous Huxley

Here, home, us.

Look again at that dot. That's here. That's home. That's us. On it everyone you love, everyone you know, everyone you ever heard of, every human being who ever was, lived out their lives. The aggregate of our joy and suffering, thousands of confident religions, ideologies, and economic doctrines, every hunter and forager, every hero and coward, every creator and destroyer of civilization, every king and peasant, every young couple in love, every mother and father, hopeful child, inventor and explorer, every teacher of morals, every corrupt politician, every "superstar," every "supreme leader," every saint and sinner in the history of our species lived there-on a mote of dust suspended in a sunbeam.

Carl Sagan: Pale Blue Dot: A Vision of the Human Future in Space, as quoted in Nightwish: All the Works of Nature Which Adorn the World, part VIII. Ad Astra

Ja, M.

Alles Gute, auch wenn alles anders ist!

Mean Loop.

God = "God".

Old Raja in Island by Aldous Huxley

Was's Was.

Notes on What's What, and on What It Might be Reasonable to do about What's What.

Old Raja in Island by Aldous Huxley

Stuff Home.

I don't want to own anything until I know I've found the place where me and things belong together.

Truman Capote: Breakfast at Tiffany's

Ausgesorgt VIII ¾.

Pause bis 2020-06-01.

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