What foolishness it is to desire more life, after one has tasted. Piles up ever more misery into a mound. As for pleasures: Razing the place to the ground, ram it down. Death is the end of all. To have seen the daylight to be swept instantly back into dark oblivion comes second.
It is a lunar symbolism that enabled man to relate and connect such heterogeneous things. Speak in a metaphysics of the moon, in the sense of a consistent system of “truths” relating to the mode of being peculiar to living creatures, to everything in the cosmos that shares in life, that is, in becoming, growth and waning, death and ressurrection.
That certain roots of heavy metal, that whole sense of revolution and wanting to be powerful.
It is a lunar symbolism that enabled man to relate and connect such heterogeneous things. Speak in a metaphysics of the moon, in the sense of a consistent system of “truths” relating to the mode of being peculiar to living creatures, to everything in the cosmos that shares in life, that is, in becoming, growth and waning, death and ressurrection.
That certain roots of heavy metal, that whole sense of revolution and wanting to be powerful.