Tagged: civilization

The Full Moon

A political age’s night is bleaker than Nature’s. When man’s sun is extinguished, he descends into the complete darkness of the blind and listless. When Nature’s source of light retreats, by contrast, the passivity of unfulfilled desire, enlivened by hints of past brightness, sustains a guiding glow which prevents the darkness from devouring all. The moon’s reflective surface itself, imitating the daylight, keeps...

The Last Adult in the Room

During this Pandemic that Ate a Planet, Sweden and Sweden alone has refused to be sucked into the vortex of self-interested media fearmongering, progressive globalist propaganda, and totalitarian social experimentation. She has refused to succumb to the abject, life-annihilating terror of death; refused to play the immature game of prolonging the inevitable by hiding under the bed hoping that somehow an unpleasant reality...

The Sun Sets — and What’s Wrong With That?

Last evening, the little wife and I took a stroll along a nearby stream, during which we happened to be walking directly into a typically lovely Korean sunset. Somehow, given the current state of things, including the outrageous fact that millions of healthy people in the formerly-dubbed “free world” are currently barred by the state from taking such strolls — the concept of...

It’s the end, but…

We are watching something remarkable, namely a civilization committing suicide. Those of us who see clearly what is happening have traveled, in the course of just a few short weeks, through several stages of realization: from bemusement at people’s susceptibility to media manipulation, to frustration at their deference to excessive authority, to alarm at their willingness to sacrifice societal foundations in the name...

Notes from the End of the World

I am taking a short break from my boatload of work, as I try to design inescapable e-classes on the fly, all the while knowing that this form of education is inherently second-rate. And how better to enjoy a few peaceful moments away from the grind than to reflect on the accelerating descent of civilization in the grip of the most suicidal mass...

An Autumn Stroll

This is an autumn. One comes every year, of course, but somehow each year’s looks and smells more autumnal, doesn’t it? Perhaps this is a sign of the times, in which case we might feel blessed, almost literally touched by divine grace, since to honest eyes these times are already, surely, the onset of a long, harsh winter. “What are all these pretty...

Limbo’s Greatest Hits: #10

As regular readers may have noticed, I occasionally like to revive an older article here in Limbo, either because it has suddenly become topical due to current events, or simply because it deals with themes of a more timeless nature, and in a way that I think deserves to be brought back into the foreground. In other words, the pieces brought back for...

As I Lay Living, Part One

I have been away from Limbo for a couple of days. The reason is explained in the following: Day 1 The Moonlight Sonata is being performed at this moment, but only I can hear it. In fact, even I cannot hear it. I hear Beethoven’s mind interspersed with the cackling cacophony of mindlessness. Beethoven, mercifully going deaf, shares his private musings on passion...

Moonset

If sunset is a perennial symbol of glorious endings and the gaining of understanding, then what does that make moonset, sunset’s widely overlooked and uncelebrated mirror image? A symbol of new beginnings and their inherent innocence? But sunrise, nature’s other glory-stealer, is the obvious bringer of new beginnings. Or perhaps, as befits the moon — the secondary, feminine, modest, passive, reflective light —...

Weekend Reflection: Nietzsche on Looking Around

On Friday, Ireland, a traditionally Catholic country, voted overwhelmingly to legalize abortion, which means that if you walk the streets of Dublin today, most of the people you meet will be supporters of killing human life to facilitate irresponsible pleasure. Meanwhile, halfway around the world in Korea, a democratically elected Korean president embraced and held hands with a grotesque brute responsible for the...