“In a sense, and as in melodrama, killing yourself amounts to confessing. It is confessing that life is too much for you or that you do not understand it. Let’s not go too far in such analogies, however, but rather return to everyday words. It is merely confessing that that “is not worth the trouble.”
Living, naturally, is never easy. You continue making the gestures commanded by existence for many reasons, the first of which is habit. Dying voluntarily implies that you have recognized, even
instinctively, the ridiculous character of that habit, the absence of any profound reason for living, the insane character of that daily agitation, and the uselessness of suffering.What, then, is that incalculable feeling that deprives the mind of the sleep necessary to life?
A world that can be explained even with bad reasons is a familiar world. But, on the other hand, in a universe suddenly divested of illusions and lights, man feels an alien, a stranger. His exile is without remedy since he is deprived of the memory of a lost home or the hope of a promised land. This divorce between man and this life, the actor and his setting, is properly the feeling of absurdity. All healthy men having thought of their own suicide, it can be seen, without further explanation, that there is a direct connection between this feeling and the longing for death.”—Albert Camus fuckyeahexistentialism (via shoestring)
mp3: Philip Seymour Hoffman - Everything In My Cupboards Is Moldy
Philip Seymour Hoffman may be gallivanting across Europe right now, but the most exciting Hoffman news comes from back home. The FMLY Recording Company will be putting out PSH’s first vinyl release Semi Marxist Like Us on August 20th. The vinyl features newly mixed and mastered versions of two of my favorites: “Everything In My Cupboards Is Moldy” & “Duckfangs Tickle My Ankles,” as well as remixes by pals Truman Peyote and EASYBOY.
This baby is limited to 300 hand numbered copies. You can pre-order your copy HERE.