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Lorna

amor fati.....We are mere mortals striving for freedom and acceptance of our own fate...Love the haiku, xxx

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Jason Brown

To accept, even love, your own fate (amor fati) is one of the hardest aspects of Nietzsche's philosophy to live by. Even Ol' Fred himself found it impossible in the end; which may go some way to explaining that incident with the horse in Turin!!

Thanks Lorna.

J xxx

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Lorna

yes, life does have a way of grinding people down!

xx 

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Larry Ran

My Dear Friend Jason,

In this age of "The Battle of The Sexes", I felt Nietzsche could learn a little bit about the power of women.

                                                      Fearless Frau

                                                   The super woman

                                             Unrestrained by mans power

                                                   Then eats him alive

From one Haiku Master to another, " Touche`".

Peace and Love,

Larry xxx

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Jason Brown

Lisa...my darling DARKLY,
It's so good to see you round the old neighbourhood again...we've missed you; well...I missed you!!

I hope you're feeling all right??

I also hope that your incomparable pen has been dripping the blackest of DARK Inks since last we spoke.

Thank you, my dear Dark-One...I'm so glad you're back.

J xxx

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