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prunelle: currygurry: prunelle: “When you stare into the abyss the abyss stares back at you.” — Friedrich Nietzsche German philosopher (1844 - 1900) However, I always preferred the alternate (and extended) translation. I think it was Walter Kauffman…? “He who fights with monsters might take care lest he thereby become a monster. And if you gaze for long into an abyss, the abyss gazes...

Sep 30th

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prunelle: “When you stare into the abyss the abyss stares back at you.” — Friedrich Nietzsche German philosopher (1844 - 1900) However, I always preferred the alternate (and extended) translation. I think it was Walter Kauffman…? “He who fights with monsters might take care lest he thereby become a monster. And if you gaze for long into an abyss, the abyss gazes also into...

Sep 30th

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Sep 28th

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Sep 26th

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Sep 26th

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Sep 26th

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At 7:30AM yesterday, I got an invite from Steffanie to join her for breakfast before we set out on yet another sightseeing adventure with our fearless captain Mohan, and new recruit Shannon. Wanting to capture every sweet second of sleep possible, I declined the invite and rolled over in my bed, contemplating the possibility of falling back into sleep and foregoing the trip entirely, but 30...

Sep 26th

It's been a long week.

I’ve made no attempt to derive profundity from the last week of my life, and so I will not attempt to present it in a profound way. Even if I flexed every fiber in my atrophied literary muscles, I couldn’t organically draft such disjointed happenings. Here’s a bulletted summary: Iceman and Abhi came and went, interrupting my formerly peaceful introduction to Bangalore with...

Sep 25th

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“What is done out of love always takes place beyond good and evil.”

– Friedrich Nietzsche, Beyond Good and Evil, Aphorism 153 German philosopher (1844 - 1900) (via prunelle)

Sep 19th

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Sep 19th

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Today I stopped by the office (as you can see below) while it was getting packed up. Afterwards, I went to what might be the nicest hotel I’ve ever seen, the Oberoi, and relaxed poolside with good company, and beer.

Sep 19th

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Sep 19th

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Sep 19th

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Regarding a newspaper article involving a Wilkes-Barre woman who crashed her car on the Cross Valley, and subsequently fell off.

Mom: So I was looking for the story but it must have got pushed back between the judge's pension denial and Man stabbed in Heights, like that isn't an everyday occurrence.

Sep 17th

Silly Americans.

 While driving, we end up behind a truck full of goats.
Alex: Look at that! Look at all of those goats. What're they doing?
Me: You know, they're just hanging out.
Paavu: No! They're going to be slaughtered!

Sep 17th

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MG Road.

There’s something charming about the seedy decrepitude of MG Road, its nonstop traffic, its broken sidewalks, its bottomless puddles, its ubiquitous litter. Every time I step foot on it, I begin a new adventure, filled with obstacles to navigate with the death-defying prowess of a tight rope walker, all the while making sure I don’t get flattened by an oncoming rickshaw. I think what...

Sep 16th

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“Never did I trust Fortune, even when she seemed to be offering peace. All those...”

– Seneca, a philosophy by which to live

Sep 15th

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Sep 12th

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Sep 12th

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48 Hour Summary.

Between Newark and Bangalore, I slept for a peaceful 16 hours, which has destroyed my sleeping patterns. Hassled by customs for traveling with more laptops than underwear. Shot in the face by the bidet in my bathroom. Visited my office; learned and forgot many, many names. Ate several Indian dishes, all of which were delightful, and also forgot what they were called. Was led to the watering...

Sep 11th

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