What is the connection between Nietzche's Uebermensch and the verb ueberleben (survive in German)?!
I would say that that idea or even ideology wanted to report or to tell others that only the elite would survive in a Nazi-state or some other systems similar to that one. What do you think?! Never try to answer this question completely and precisely, because suddenly (that means, for example after 50 years) you would have to write 500.000 pages to EXPRESS Yourself...
Wednesday 21 February 2024.
Institutional racism leads to institutional corruption ...
Don't ask: Why?! ...
Just try to think twice or more...
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05. March 2024, Western Europe.
Limited stupidity is much more dangerous than unlimited stupidity.
Limited stupidity is like saying I believe and follow only one individual or only one book or only a set of laws and rules.
Unlimited stupidity is much less dangerous for others, but most dangerous for those themselves who follow a group of individuals or a mix of some books or a mix of sets of the laws and rules.
Those who prefer unlimited stupidity could be called extreme opportunists who very easily change even their political side(s).
Unlimited stupidity is much more flexible than limited stupidity.
The logical and real political conclusion is that the modern Western democracies prefer unlimited stupidity to limited stupidity in times of change or in times of crisis. Even statistically.
YES stupid, everything is not about economy, OR: Yes, it is the economy, you stupid.
Be polite, and continue your live by choosing from the options that you have. If you want. If not, do what you want. Still it is again your own choice...
Azadeh Sepehri, 25 February 2024, Western Europe.
What's happening?! ...
An industrial revolution, again, with some or a lot of unrest (depending on [geopolitical] location)...
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Wednesday 21 February 2024, Western-Europe.
(published here: 14 April 2024)
The Night Is Long,
the Day Is Longer,
and my life could (or may?!) continue...
another 100 Years...
Oh My God ...!!!
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19 February 2024, Western-Europe.
Today may be a good day/night,
or do you think
I am a statistics expert?
But still I call this a poem,
even if I myself wouldn't call myself a poet.
Friday the 09th of February 2024.
When I was a donkey,
they said: no, you are a monkey.
When I said I am a human-being,
they said: Please, don't blame me.
When I asked: how are You,
they answered: worse than You!
And exactly at this point
our conversation, or communication,
ended.
And all day and night
I tried not to say FuckYou!
Fuck you...
ha ha ha, it's really not funny,
but I will call it a poem. Still.
Thursday 08 February 2024, Western Europe, time: after or before evening.
