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Stupid money being spent. Charlie Brooker hat sich von einem Popstar den Kopf verdrehen lassen, einem Popstar, der glaubt, seine eigene Erfindung besser zu verstehen als er. Es sieht also alles sehr beeindruckend aus. Pointe: Auch Tiere, und seien es Hamster, speichern Erlebtes. Das Tier, der einzige Zeuge. Aber kam Ihnen Island hier wirklich wie Island vor? Falls die Serie nun durchwegs amerikanisiert ist, sollte man die Geschichten vielleicht auch in den USA belassen.

Foster tritt hier hinter die Kamera. Regisseurin Foster gelingt es, Marie nicht als Unmensch, sondern Kranke darzustellen. Der erhobene Zeigefinger aber beherrscht jedes Geschehen. Obligatorische Beispiele, die obligatorische Versuchungen. Plakativer kann man ein Worst-Case-Szenario nicht gestalten. Zumindest aus Sicht der Eltern. Nun gut! In Krisensituationen hat der Konzern auch mehr Macht als die britische Polizei.

Warum nicht! Hart, hart, hart. Die Zuschauer verloren sich also nicht in Menschen, sondern einfachen Daten. Ob diese Pointe beabsichtigt war? Always on the one side: "I will know! You must tell me! I cannot lose you this way!

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Finally, long after midnight, he gave in. He stood up formally and said with a voice so dark, so cold as the grave, so hopeless and desolate, like I have never heard a man's voice: "I know that I am a born criminal. I am the intrinsic murderer! In the first moment the thought was that his noble, rich, pure spirit had been violated. He whom every worm, every cockroach of the way had abandoned, whether he was lost in the woods or else bore himself confidently, this benevolent man, this holy man, that he should really bear the dark, of which he spoke, in his own soul?

He must be wrong, he must be prejudiced in a delusion, for any other conclusion was not possible! Once the beginning was made, he was now in a position to speak: "I was in Munich one night in a hotel room. I could not sleep. Then I heard a dog howl. So terrified have I never ever heard a dog howl. It was surely a black dog. It had become the evil spirit.

I fought with it. Over my soul, I fought with it. On that night, from fear, I bit into the bed polster. Since that night I knew that I am a murderer. That's why I must kill myself! What I replied to him, I don't know any more. I only know that I spoke to him for a long time, that I defended this "murderer" on that night, defended him with conviction, because I did not believe in his "guilt". I know that I begged and prayed for his life, that again, I kept pleading for hours and hours incessantly, and again always heard: "You cannot persuade me!

You cannot force me! Let me be!


It must be! I cannot live anymore! Soon it was almost day. The lamps had burnt down, I felt exhausted and spiritless, because everything had failed. All my energy was used up, he was stronger. In the great fear of losing my friend, and indeed also of losing him forever, I said still a few words with my remaining decisive power. I wept and my agitation effected what my words had not been able to achieve. He placed his hand on my forehead, and in his eyes were tears.

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With deep solemnity he then said: "I thank you! I would be silent, then, because he would need quiet and solitude. In a few weeks, the last version of the book was completed. A Viennese scientific publisher rejected it. On 29th May, he brought me the first example the printing press had gotten off. In early summer , we spent some hours together. Still, he often spoke about the criminal nature, but yet now in a genuinely milder form, that left hope that the crisis was declining into abatement. Around the middle of July he left Vienna and remained abroad until the last third of September.

Then he came, apparently without having recuperated. That he again sustained plans to commit suicide, I did not suspect. Indeed, he said at our last get-together: "The accusation could not be made against me, that my book was intellectually impoverished! Also a second remark: "You have not helped me with the corrections of the first edition. Now you have no examination before you. Promise me that you will fully take on yourself the work for the second edition!

At these meetings he also said: "Now we will not see each other so soon! The farewell was without ceremony, only heartfelt in the usual manner. The resolution to perform his plan so quickly, had Weininger still, at that time, not conceived. The next evening he cam to me. I was not home. On other days I learnt that he came upset to my room and had waited for many hours unavailingly. Later at night he went away.

He let me know I should not expect him on the following day. I didn't expect him. But he came again, remaining for hours, until late in the evening, then he went. And again he left the message, that he could really not come the next day and came nevertheless and didn't meet me. This repeated itself over a series of days. Thus I never saw him again alive. Perhaps the conflict between his messages and his actions was none other than the struggle for his life. Perhaps he feared meeting, because I had once held him back from death, and he still came again and hoped and waited; and believed from his lack of a friend that this pointed to a sign.

On the 4th October , at ten-thirty in the morning, he died in the Wiener Allgemeinen Krankenhaus, where he was diagnosed that night to be in a hopeless condition. Shortly afterwards two friends accompanied me to his corpse. On the face of the dead, there was no feature of goodness, no shimmer of holiness, to be seen. Also no pain; only an expression that the face of the living had completely lacked: something fearful, something ruled by horror, that which had pressed the death-weapon into his hand: the thought of evil. After a few hours, however, his image changed: the severities softened, the features seemed gentler and smoother.

And when I looked at my dead friend for the last time, on his visage was nothing other than the sought-after deep quiet of eternity, on his forehead only the reflection of his great spirit. From Italy, Weininger had sent all the handwritten notes he possessed to his friend Dr. Moriz Rappaport, leaving the publishing up to his discretion.

For almost 16 years, Dr. Rappaport has left this last notebook of Weiniger in my hands. The often-started attempts to disentangle the obscure and half-smeared characters remained always without result. After a difficult illness, I obeyed the demand of my friend to not keep what remained of Weininger's mind hidden to the world any longer. I broadcast the notebook and published these last messages in mutual agreement with Dr.

Rappaport, together with a few of the letters preserved by him over the course of the years, insofar as they are suitable for rounding out the picture of his personality. A few of the thoughts of the notebook might be known from "Letzten Dinge", so it is still always worth knowing the original form that they took in the consciousness of the thinker, Weininger.

A remarkable passage is composed of four lines, lines of tremendous tragedy, that throws light on the whole life-destiny of this unique man. His characters let it be known that Weininger, as if hunted, in a racing hurry, perhaps in torment and doubt, threw onto paper that though his pride floored him, his hand had still bristled up to write what his mind dictated:. One compares with this passage those two fundamental sentences in "Sex and Character", that had aroused such sensation and still more conflict: "Woman is only sexual, man is also sexual" and "The most lowest man remains still endlessly higher than the highest woman", so one recognises the degree of rank they had in Weininger's opinion towards the problem of sex.

But may I in these last words utter perhaps the real beginning of a new way, utter perhaps the first complete revocation of his earlier beliefs: In principle, the great significance of his deepest insights would not be affected, for the worth of the eternal thoughts of Otto Weininger on his attitude on the problem of the sexes surely is independent. For the deciphering of the shorthand, for the oversight of the material and the corrections rendered to me by the docent Dr.

Oskar Ewald, Otto Weininger's friend from youth, such valuable help, for these passages exist thanks to him. Wenn er das will, wird ihm Gott helfen. Sonst hilft ihm niemand. Du wirst auch hiezu die Neigung empfinden. Der Verbrecher nimmt, wie keine Schuld, so auch keine Einsamkeit auf sich. Kraft hat er. Meine Theorie von der Krankheit. Ich habe das selbe mit der Wahrheit. Es gibt ein ganzes Reich der Projektionen.

Hier liegt, was man freilich nirgends ausgesprochen findet, vielleicht das schwierigste Problem der Philosophie. Er hat der Zeit jede Bedeutung geraubt. Die Idee mit dem "Progressus" zur Heiligkeit , die Kant teilte, wird so vereitelt. Denn jede Begrenztheit ist Bestimmung von aussen, hat also Unfreiheit.

Alles Handeln des guten Menschen geht nach dem, was man den Wert oder die Existenz oder das Leben nennen kann. Schwanken zwischen Schopenhauer und Fechner. Forderung des Lebens ist Lust! Die Lust ist an den Wert gebunden und nie direkt, nur durch ihn erreichbar. Bis zur Lust reicht das Weib, aber nicht bis zum Wert. Bis zum Mitleid reicht es, nicht bis zur Achtung. Lust und Wert sind im tiefsten Grunde identisch. Und das Gute ist Gott!

Wie in der Gegenwart, so sind auch in der Ewigkeit Raum und Zeit geschieden. Die Ewigkeit ist der Sinn der Gegenwart. Fechner ist nur der umgekehrte Schopenhauer; diesem war der Schmerz, jenem die Lust das Reale. Ebenso der Asket Pascal. Der Jude ist moralisch das, was die Dummheit intellektuell ist. Er ist die Fliege, die den Esel blutig schindet.

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Zwischen Unsterblichkeit und Sittlichkeit kann es nichts geben. Darum werden alle Kulturen wieder hinweggeschwemmt. Nicht nur das Gute ist Eines in den Menschen, auch das Teuflische. Jeder Sieg des Guten in einem Menschen hilft allen anderen — und umgekehrt. Gott ist die Idee des Heils, die Gesundheit.

Wenn wir wollen, so ist die Idee, so ist Gott bei uns. Der Verbrecher ist eitel, denn er hat den Wunsch zur Einzigartigkeit. Man braucht den Zuschauer, das Theater, die Pose. Darum entsteht der zweite Mensch. Darum ist der Verbrecher homosexuell. Das Genie ist entweder das umgekehrte Verbrechen oder die umgekehrte Krankheit insbesondere der umgekehrte Irrsinn. Denn er hat auch von Wieland, Byron und etlichen Malern seiner Zeit sehr viel gehalten, und an denen war auch nicht viel. Herkules ist dorisch. Sie verhalten sich wie Armut zu Reichtum, wie Einfachheit zu Wohlstand. Der "Farnesische Stier" erscheint daneben wie ein Ausdruck von Talent.

Um zu wissen, wer Michelangelo und was Rafael ist, vergleiche man ein weniger bedeutendes Bild, die "Sintflut" der ersteren, mit einem der hervorragendsten des letzteren, dem "Brand des Borgo". Diese eignen sich sehr gut wegen der inhaltlichen Homologie und weil von Michelangelo sonst keine Massendarstellungen vorhanden sind. Einheit und Allheit sind so problematisch. Der Neurastheniker verzichtet auf Allheit, der Verbrecher auf Einheit.

Der Neurastheniker ist zur Allheit, der Verbrecher zur Einheit zu schwach. Wer wollte das entscheiden? Die Sterne winken von der Grenze des Raumes her. Die Sterne lachen nicht mehr; sie haben zur Lust keine Beziehung mehr, nur mehr zur Seligkeit und Freude. Es fehlt die Physis. Darum sind Leben und Flamme so oft verglichen worden. Er kann das aber nur, indem er Sklave eines Herrn wird. Der See : Versuch des Flusses, zur Allheit zu gelangen?

Jedenfalls sind es Stationen des Flusses und Ruhepunkte. Der Neurastheniker hat auch eine Gegenwart zeitlich ; der Verbrecher hat keine Gegenwart. Jedes Tier hat ein Gesicht, in dem man irgendeinen menschlichen Affekt, einen Trieb, eine Leidenschaft entdeckt, eine menschliche Schwachheit oder Gemeinheit entdeckt. Sie ist schief und hingestreckt am Boden, zum Kriechen verurteilt; und dabei ungeschickt. Ein Tier, das nicht eitel ist und sogar Schmerz kennt.

Realisierung des Zufalls. Absolute Nacht, ohne Hoffnung. Schlange und absolute Sicherheit des Losfahrens. Gerechtigkeitsproblem ist hier Zufallsproblem! Die Pflanze ist Krankheit. Die Astrologie hat eine Zukunft, die auf der Inkarnation beruht; aus der Konstellation der Sterne kann der Charakter erschlossen werden. Stoff ist teilbar: das liegt in der Zahl 2. Alle Resultate, alle Synthesen sind Dreizahlen: das liegt in der Zahl 3.

Die Griechen kennen keine Heiligen, darum kennen sie kein Zeitproblem. Er ist frei! So entsteht kein Kind. Sie geht ganz zugrunde. Der Mond Luna ist der externalisierte Traum. Der Verbrecher hat aber dabei die Halluzination des Schlangenbisses und stirbt von falschem Schreck.

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Sicherlich steht auch dieses unter einem ethischen Gesetz. Der Jude ist von Anfang an; und doch kann er auch kein Ende bedeuten. Er ist zwischen Anfang und Ende. Der Jude kennt darum den Handel, nicht die Tat. Der Jude ist zu dringlich gegen Christus. Christus ist nicht umsonst auf einem Esel geritten. Eselskult beiden Juden. Diese betrachtet als ihr Verdienst, was Verdienst Gottes ist.

Der Verbrecher kann keine Zeugen brauchen. Denn durch verbrecherische Art hoffte er zu siegen und ist unterlegen. Ob er sie zur Mutter macht oder nicht? Aus den Dingen erkennt der Mensch sein eigenes Wesen. Goodness is nowhere! Suicide from disability, from the too-long recovery from illness, is actually as conflict-shy and as unbelievable as the cowardly suicide committed to escape a crime. It can be characteristic for a truly shallow man to see suicide as permissible and an uniquely profound man to see it as constantly impermissible. I know it and also, against my expectations, have had the happiness to meet a greatly outstanding man whom I have persuaded, and whom also believes the same.

The coming centuries must testify this to be true of me. There is only psycho-therapy, plainly not only that defective psychotherapy from the outside that we have today where the foreign will of a suggestor must be performed wherein one's own will is too weak, not only that heteronomous type, but to the contrary an autonomous hygiene and therapy, where everyone is his own diagnostician and truly, also even therapist.

Each one must cure himself and be his own doctor. If he wishes this, then God will help him. Otherwise no one helps him. He ought not take my suicide as a personal thing, as you have done with F. You would also discover herein that inclination. But don't believe that it is correct! I believe that my mental abilities are certainly of such a nature that I would become, in a certain sense, the solver of all problems. I do not believe that I could have remained long in error anywhere. I believe that I would have earned the name of the Redeemer, because my nature were that of a Redeemer.

The guilt of the man for whom "community" becomes a problem, is simply solitude. The criminal accepts no guilt, thus also no solitude onto himself. That he must be there. Writer and people who cannot write. More on the Farnese Hercules. About himself. He has strength. My theory on illness. Because strength is the consequence of goodness its means, to assert itself, to find itself , never of itself-as-goal. For G. I make fantasy unto me, not me unto fantasy. I do the same with truth. The need for originality is thus a weakness.

To narrate is sadistic. The sadist feels the organic is real. How the will is, so also is its projection, the movement, the child, something between existence and non-existence. There is a whole realm of projections. The empirical realm, that we take as truth, originates through such projections of Something onto Nothing, projections of the higher life. Here lies, truly what one finds pronounced nowhere, perhaps the most difficult problem of philosophy.

Kant has expelled the psychological life wholly, into the phenomenal, such as the life of the outer world. He robbed time of any meaning. But thereby would the possibility of ethics be negated. If all good feelings in me belonged only to Phenomena and not to Being, thus the case is also with the meaning of my life. Because the meaning of my life stands and falls on whether I can proceed in a positive relation to good or not. If all psychological life only seems, so I can in no wise make myself worthy of an eternal life.

The idea with "progress" to holiness that Kant shares, would be thwarted. The genius does not need the transcendental method, for the normal intuition possesses enough certainty. The justification of the psychological method lies in seeing things in a vision of God! The nearer the intuition comes to a concept, the sooner the transcendental method becomes superfluous.

Because guilt and strife are not truly different, for this reason one may be calmed: no criminal really goes unpunished. What I argue is: that the will is always good and that there actually can be no will to evil or an evil will. Evil is the resignation of the will and the coming-into-being of the animal instincts out of want. The ideas of freedom and universality must be identical. Because every limitation is a determination from outside, it thus has no freedom.

But if man is free, then he must be able to become what he wills. For that, however, possibility is the requirement of freedom. The ideas of freedom and totality are thus identical! It is really not true that all human actions are driven by desire. All actions of the good man are driven by what one can call the worth or existence or life.

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Indecision between Schopenhauer and Fechner. Both fail to recognise that the ethical and the world-principle lie together, on which the "Desire — Pain" link is dependent in the "Good — Evil" link. With it, the link "Desire — Pain" runs parallel, but its relationship is of a secondary nature. How does desire relate to life? The insistence of life is desire! Desire relates itself to life like punishment to guilt like pain to death. Human wanting is driven not by desire; it seeks that which another, also myself, has named worth , life or existence or reality.

Desire is bound to worth, and reached only by way of it, and never directly. Woman arrives as far as desire , but not to worth. She reaches as far as compassion, but not to consciousness. High regard for man: "moral" argument for masculine women? Desire and worth are in the deepest basis identical. They contact in the concept of the Good. And the Good is God! Boredom and impatience are the most immoral feelings that can be. Through grace , the temporal necessarily steps in relation to timelessness, eternity, freedom. The expression of this relation-condition is most commonly, in belief.

The psychological expression of this common meaning of time is called: courage! It is the direct effect of grace with reference to time non-positing all other principles , like how belief is the direct effect of grace without reference to the same. As in the present, so also in eternity are space and time separated. Eternity is the meaning of the present. The present remains itself in eternity, as the beginning of things before the Downfall and remains to the end, as the goal redemption from Downfall.

All compassion is universally: willingness to desire and is therefore immoral, because desire directly striven for becomes compassion instead of worth. Compassion is immoral not to mention the foundation of morality because it stays within the link "Desire-Suffering", not within the "Worth-Nothingness" link, to which that functionality is tied.

Desire is dependent on conditions, worth is not dependent on conditions. Here indeed pain becomes directly seen, but negated; and desire directly willed, instead of affirming worth, as in respect. Cruelty means: to wish to make pain real as a sole reality , instead of placing desire with "Freedom-Worth". Schopenhauer whose Nirvana is as the only real, suffering -free , victory over one's own cruelty and Fechner are poles within the same progression.

Both only ever find the desire- and pain-element as the nature of the world. Even the ascetic Pascal. Courage is the correlate of truthfulness. It is the respect-nothing of Nothingness. Jewishness, meanness, and stupidity. The Jew is to moral, what stupidity is to intellectual. It is the fly that flays the donkey bloody. Neurasthenia and illness: to become passive towards the perception in space outside the body: neurasthenia; in space within the body: illness. There can be nothing between deathlessness and an ethical life. That is why all cultures are washed away again. The cheat is related to the pathological liar.

He cheats through his physical body: trickster. The master of a dog is he who has really nothing doggish in him. That is why he has a dog. He has the doggish from outside. The vain man is sensitive in equal high measures. Because were he not willing for one to watch him, so would one not look over his shoulder.

Not only the good is one in man, but also the devilish. In any victory over goodness in a man, all others are helped — and the reverse. God is the idea of salvation, of health. If we will, thus is the idea, thus God is with us. The mirror is the surrogate for creating-oneself. It has a relationship to vanity and equally to individuality.

The problem of individuality is the problem of vanity. That there are many souls, is the result of vanity. The criminal is vain, because he has the wish for uniqueness. One needs the spectator, the theatre, the pose. That's why the second man comes into being. That's why the criminal is homosexual.

The genius is either the reversed crime or the reversed illness especially the reversed insanity. The artist must create something inferior to the philosopher. Because he is more dependent on the moment than the other. If the vapid-headed Schiller instead of the mess of his beautiful-sounding, easily-ethicised phrase: "Shared joy is doubled joy — shared pain is halved pain!

That Goethe had considered Schiller great, naturally proves nothing at all. Because he had also considered Wieland, Byron, and a number of painters of his time to be very great, and these were also not great. Hercules is doric. Doric and Ionic must become sharply separated in Hellenism. They are related like poverty to wealth, like simplicity to affluence. The most godly work of art that I know is the "Farnese Hercules" in the museum at Naples. It is more holy than the saga of Hercules himself, and has an eternally gripping impact.

The "Farnese Bull" appears next to it as an expression of talent. That one could mention the Raphaelesque filth next to Michaelangelo, I comprehend; one would always do just this, because one understands Raphael wholly without , Michaelangelo only through , genius. The latter makes all, the former truly no, consideration for the observer. Raphael was wholly impotent when he depicted God, Christ, philosophy. He helped himself by renouncing character from the outset; then one calls this originality and praises it as a contestation against Michaelangelo.

Raphael never dared let a body show its whole back, least of all God himself as Michelangelo had done in the second ceiling painting of the Cistine. To know who Michaelangelo and what Raphael is, one compares a less significant image, the "Flood" of the former, with one of the most outstanding of the latter, the "Burning of the Borgo". This is very suitable on account of the inner homology and because there are no other representations of masses available by Michaelangelo. Raphael paints here a group, there another, piece for piece, each preoccupied with something different; it wholly lacks unity.

Oneness and Allness are so problematic. The neurasthenic renounces Totality, the criminal Oneness. The neurasthenic is too weak for Allness, the criminal for Oneness. The deficiency of Oneness in the sea! Allness is here; but Oneness is here missing. The north German is constituted too much by the idiosyncratic north German levelling.

The Islander, the Norwegian, the Scot, and to a point the English also, are more similar to the south German than to the north German. Opposites also in Nature: the most fruitful European regions and the nearby volcanoes, the detestable lava — the shit of the earth. The child has no relationship at all to its future. Is the sea existing through the rivers or the rivers through the sea? Who wishes to separate them? So God and mankind relate themselves. The sea wills the rivers, the river wills the sea. I have the greatest appreciation for terrestrial vistas and for the Totality to which the Earth expands, for the aperture at the end of which one sees vastness, for music that opens itself up Trovatore and Lohengrin, Jubilarian : mouth.

Solar system and fixed-star sky have a separate relationship to space. The stars twinkle from the boundary of space. The stars no longer laugh; they have no further relationship to desire, only to happiness and joy. They lack physicality. Among the strangeness of fire is also that it needs oxygen to burn, exactly like its enemy, life.

That's why life and flame are so often compared. The purifying effect of fire means that everything points to this element existing in the service of goodness. The dog is that criminal which continually seeks to prove others wrong to make itself right barking! It can only be as the slave to a master. The body is not immoral, but the skin is. It is the threat of the body, the place where it acknowledges space, is vulnerable, besmirchable, becomes infected.

Space comes into existence through making a real into not-reality, as with illness through emission of part of the I to the outside, incapability for Totality. It is the present devoid of eternity. All animals are criminal, even the horse, even the swan aimless beauty, never flies a little further : there is a fear of the swan. The lake : attempt of the river to arrive at Totality? The Caspian Sea speaks of this.

In any case there are stations of the river and points of stillness. Totality from the outer , Oneness from the outer. The snake is actually not in a narrower sense hateful. It is smooth; and yet seizes us with aversion for it: lie! The tortoise always makes a tired impression. Presently, the author lives in a small village in Germany and mainly writes Mystery and Dark Fantasy short stories and novels. But also crime novels and stories for children are put to paper by her. Some of her short stories have been published in German anthologies and several of her stories won awards.

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