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The Terrible Writings of Quentin Montejo
Serial experiments on a fallen archangel who only wanted to regain just one wing back
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Free of the World. Rain worshipper. Hermit. Tormented mind.
Caged spirit. Defiant and eternal enemy of Destiny and Fate. Poet. Scientist. Artist. Daydreamer.
He who laughs. Slacker. Sleeper. Romancer of wings and clouds. Fiercely independent. He who is ponderous.
Games and anime junkie. Four eyes. Caveman. Nature-lover. He who doesn't think that hard. Non-smoker.
Music-junkie. Counter of blessings. Guitar-hugger.
He who simply wants what everybody else would like to be in this world and the next -- to be happy. |
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Monday, October 08, 2007
Of Nihilism and a Plate of Arrabiata
 Alice was staring at me. "So you finally found a word for it, huh?" "Yeah. Nihilism." For years, there's been an occurring thought in my head. My mind is evolving a certain philosophy on its own. Then, while I was perusing through Google, I came across the movie Full Metal Jacket. And from one of the characters there, I came upon a wiki of philosophical schools of thought. I sat there, staring at the plate of pasta arrabiata. Is it bad? Ofcourse it is. I'd hate looping my head again with arguments that does nothing constructive. posted by Quentin |
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