In western modernity, no-one has integrity. It is simply not valued. In fact, it is roundly mocked and despised. Those few of us who do our best to have it…
…are forever at risk.
Oh, and California is a self-important, sad, impoverished place. I don’t mean financially. I mean ideologically, intellectually, and experientially. Californinans have developed an insular culture that believes that there are only three joys in the entire universe — sun, sex, and cash. All other things in the world and gone out of it as well are, to Californians, punishments and disasters.
Ninety-nine percent of the beauty of life is lost to them, and the trick, while you are here, is to avoid being tricked into becoming one of them.
I, myself, will be snow camping weekends and living in old cities weekdays soon enough. And it suits me.
Ich fühle nichts. Ich glaube nichts. Ich bin nichts. Es ist nur so.