Dear Dionysian Diary

My therapist diagnosed me – and simultaneously all of you, my dear conscientious readers –  with a new syndrome:  Philosophical Attachment Style. This specific attachment style dictates that attraction is only possible through the matrix of a shared philosophical universe. That's the first law of attraction and comes first before building everyday convenience. It is for those who are restless, and really want more out of life. As our dear Nietzsche wasn't simply provocative when he said: " Everything in woman is a riddle, and everything in woman has one solution: it is called pregnancy. Man is for woman a means: the end is always the child."   But told us about the safe attachment style: the physiology behind all the masks, the evolution psychology –  where consciousness is the last part of the body that is developed  and therefore weakest. But continued to honor a different kind of Truth: "Supposing that Truth is a woman — what then? Is there not gro...

Greetings The Content of this blog is the cathedrals of my imaginary. It doesn't ask anyone to comment. The Form is a Public Diary. It asks to see your own flourishment in life. That's why, against the popular demand, I decided to block comments. IF you check the email from my profile and move your comments there,  THEN you will be greeted with a photograph of my anus. Of course, I'm interested to see if you practice a good relationship, a good citizenship, or be a boat that lets people in need to cross the storm in your social work. Whatever you are working on,  I'm interested to hear about it MR