That millions of people share the same forms of mental pathology does not make these people sane

“When you’re the only sane person, you look like the only insane person.”

“When the whole world is crazy, does it pay to be sane?”

My story isn´t pleasant

I have no right to call myself one who knows. I was one who seeks, and I still am, but I no longer seek in the stars or in books; I’m beginning to hear the teachings of my blood pulsing within me. My story isn’t pleasant, it’s not sweet and harmonious like the invented stories; it tastes of folly and bewilderment, of madness and dream, like the life of all people who no longer want to lie to themselves.

– Hermann Hesse, Demian

(Courtesy of Monica Cassani)


Be civilized and shut up!

Here we don´t talk about essential stuff.

Don´t you dare joke about our taboos:

My repressed sexuality, my neurosis,
my frustrations, malice and inhibitions…

My fear is sacred.

My madness holy.

My name is Conflict – what´s yours?

Every person is a sum of different conflicts in war with each other.

So more often than not you don´t really meet vivid persons, but
loose and abysmal conflicts calling themselves “I”.


Don´t disturb

Let me be crazy in peace!

Give us today our daily madness

It was the second time I saw him by chance.
I had met him before in a cafe. We then spoke about
Wittgenstein, Nietzsche, Zen, Mahler and solipsism in art.
He seemed genuinely smart and fairly normal.
Just seemed…

– I have quit smoking.
– Really…? Not bad. What do you do instead?..
– I actually eat eight apples a day.
– Just eight…? Why not nine, seven or six…?
He showed no sign whatsoever of having heard my
unambiguous sarcasm.
– No…responding with a gruffly resolute tone, EIGHT APPLES A DAY!
– Very smart indeed, I am impressed…

So, the best recipe for giving up smoking is to freak out
and eat apples or preferably EIGHT NUTS A DAY!

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Start asking other questions

It may sound preposterous, but if we really want a change within us and around us in the world, we have to start posing other questions.
Yes, different, – at times – uncomfortable questions, questioning our own conduct, and others´ way of considering us.

Many times I feel insecure, as I formulate really bearing questions, which are most of the times ignored. I am tempted to think that “ok, there was no further meaning with my questions”, but then I happen to bump into a quote – as I did the other day with Albert Camus – which actually confirms that no!!… my questions were not superfluous, on the contrary, they were meaningful and life-giving.

It is so rare indeed, to meet clear-minded, attentive people, who are not shying to be there, to listen carefully, and give a proper sensible answer.

Usually we treat the good as we treat the bad… – with the same disinterest and indifference. We don´t immerse in anything really, we rush to the next chapter, – whatever that would be – not having a clue to where we are in the story, not knowing even what the actual story is.
We are so crazy so we don´t even want to know about anything any longer. If this is not the worse kind of neurosis, I don´t know what is…

The bad news is this:


It is a crazy hide and seek game: I shun to ask questions in order not to be too overwhelmed by the answers I already have…This is either sheer stupidity or pure madness – or both…

I really wonder about how mentally healthy the average man is these days.

It appears that the lunatics pretend – and even believe in due time – to have all the answers, in order to avoid any uncomfortable questions that could undermine their perception.

Consequently,  in order to show a saner version of this world, we have to be like kids again, start bombarding everybody with existential questions, not giving in before we get a real answer.

A quote by Blaise Pascal

Man is so crazy, so normality is just another form of madness.