I don’t really feel like I’ve lost him. I still remember the things he taught me. It was from him that I learned to see the irony of life. When I fall I may laugh as much as cry. He taught me to stand back from my emotions and analyze their depth. He taught me to question not only the answers, but also question the questions. And most of all he taught me to survive in a world where he no longer exists.
I am very fortunate to have known him for 48 years. I remember him because I am him. A Poindexter.
I am very fortunate to have known him for 48 years. I remember him because I am him. A Poindexter.
The god who allows children to be raped out of respect for the free will choice of the rapist, but punishes gay men for engaging in mutually consensual sex couldn't possibly be responsible for an intelligently designed universe.
I may defend your right to free speech, but i won't help you pass out flyers.
Those who can make you believe absurdities, can make you commit atrocities.
--Voltaire
Nietzsche isn't dead. How do I know he lives? He lives in my mind.
I may defend your right to free speech, but i won't help you pass out flyers.
Those who can make you believe absurdities, can make you commit atrocities.
--Voltaire
Nietzsche isn't dead. How do I know he lives? He lives in my mind.
