Debight and challenge

If there is less than a month left to live, then, of course, the remaining time must be devoted to orgies. If six months-I firmly realized that I would go to Santiago de Compelled. I’ll just take it and go on foot, as expected. Directly from Moscow. Iceonism The last refuge is a villain. Replace the “villain” with “modern man” - and it will be clearer what I mean. When all the meanings are blurred, when the devil knows why to get up, for what to work and all that is so, then simple or complex pleasures become almost the only support.

And not the worst, I note.

If you constantly ask the question of the meaning of life or, literally, about any meaning, even the most banal activity itself (starting with “why get up?”), That is, ask yourself for every reason: and meaning? - Most likely, you will wander into a logical, or even existential impasse. But you just have to insert the code “because it gives me pleasure” into the chain of reasoning, the chain ceases to be endlessly a reception for the question “why” was found. It is not that the serene satisfaction of their needs. Srivistence and measured is rather a property of philistine life, where everything is its place and joys, and work, and sorrows. Real hedonism is always some kind of tear, a challenge - to God, life, to oneself. The famous phrase of Brodsky, said after the doctors categorically forbade him to smoke: "If you wake up in the morning not to drink a cup of coffee and not smoke a cigarette, then why wake up?" - Exactly about that. And there are less than a month left, for others six months, maybe a little more. If less than a month, then, of course, the remaining time must be devoted to various orgies. If six months - I firmly realized that I would go to Santiagoda -Compostel. I’ll just take it and go on foot, as expected. Directly from Moscow, well, or to this, to the fact that hedonism is much closer to asceticism than it seems. In fact, this is all about the same thing. Go beyond the ordinary, make your move in the game. In fact, the same angry and challenge.

And even asceticism and hedonism are always life not “in means”, life without looking back for tomorrow. Asuke, dull spectacles. The feast of hedonism without any hedonism - without a challenge, tear, without passion, without desires. Their steaks and wine, the swelling waiters are not so much the answer to the question “why”, how much an attempt (often successful) is not to ask this question. The first rule of successful people, with a large salary and a career consisted - by all means (material, of course) not to give the question to arise. In this sense, the stare of the holler rampant of middle-level managers can be less looked at, but still much more interesting. The desire to break away is at least partly about life and death.

About support and about meaning, and about tearing.

I recently went on an ultrasound. What does a person think about, sitting in line for an ultrasound? Of course, that he will certainly diagnose cancer. The fact that I had cancer, I was sure after five minutes sitting on the couch of the medical center. The only thing I doubted was the deadlines. According to one of my calculations, it turned out that I would live a extreme case from Belarus. I vividly introduced myself as a pilgrim, wandering through the passes of the Alps and the Pyrenees, spending the night in the transshipment cities or just under a tree ... and somehow reconciled with imminent and very imminent death. What I imagined about the first scenario (less than a month, orgies) should not be told in detail, but the paintings were also strong.

Timism assumes that you are walking on foot, not because you do not have money for a train or plane, but because you want to walk. So is hedonism. You eat in an expensive restaurant not because you have so much money on your account that you can afford it painlessly, but because there is a very tasty steak.

A restaurant packed with topmomeners is one of the salaxes