Whoever lives two or three generations, feels like the spectator who, during the fair, sees the performances of all kinds of jugglers and, if he remains seated in the booth, sees them repeated two or three times. As the tricks were meant only for one performance, they no longer make any impression after the illusion and novelty have vanished.
—Arthur Schopenhauer
This is all such a waste. We have all been here before. It's all already over. We've all moved on.
The information we're plugged into is the universe itself, and everybody knows that on a cellular level. It's built in. Just superficial stuff like what happened to you in your lifetime is nothing compared to the container which holds all your information. And there's a similarity in all our containers. We are all one organism, we are all the universe, we are all doing the same thing. That's the sort of thing that everybody knows, and I think that it's only weird little differences that are making it difficult. The thing is that we're all earthlings. The earthling consciousness is the one that's really trying to happen at this juncture and so far it's only a tiny little glint, but it's already over. The change has already happened, and it's a matter of swirling out. It has already happened. We're living after the fact. It's a postrevolutionary age. The change is over. The rest of it is a cleanup action. Unfortunately it's very slow. Amazingly slow and amazingly difficult.
—Jerry Garcia
This here, it's a good place, if what is considered good is bashing heads. Recalling, re-enacting, the shrieking, knuckle-dragging, ur-days of the species.
It's a world. I sure can't deny it. For I dedicated, more or less, 230 diaries, and 12028 comments, to the place.
But no longer. Because now, I'm in the Opera House.
And from in here, I can't even see this place.
It's over. Long ago happened. At least for me. I'm, now, gone.