I listen, watch and experience. My gaze captures the spectacle

I listen, watch and experience. My gaze captures the spectacle unfolding before me; my brains process it into an ever-changing work of art. I see the glare of the sun, reflected in dewdrops on spider webs. About an hour begins the day arise again quarrels and discord. But now it is still silent, the watercolor of the early merge Man is a being who is trying to make pain and suffering bearable by taking as much distance as possible from the world and the events that take place in it. The philosopher Günter Anders illustrates this with the fable of the tower: When Mrs. Glue from the highest lookout tower looked in depth, loomed down there on the street her son, as a tiny toy. She recognized him by the color of his coat. The next moment the toy was run over by a toy truck. (...) But all of that just now was just an

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