You’re supposed to be able to see Northern Lights tonight.
Fuck the Northern Lights! They’re a mockery, the Northern lights. I hate all that cosmic shit. I hate being made to feel awed and small. Fuck off with your wonder! I’m sick of wonder!
That’s how philosophy begins: wonder.
Bollocks. Philosophy begins with horror – world horror! World sickness! With the uttermost of world disgust. Luckily, some of us still have that.
Work in Progress 