A powerful line in a poem by Nietzsche "There are no beautiful surfaces without a terrible depth"
got me to ponder. What beauty and how far the depth?
I read the depth is my underlying self or my "id" Who do I see when I look in the mirror? Do i reflect peace, joy, love or angst, misunderstanding and disrespect?
Regardless I hope we can see into each others real depth and see that beauty surface
got me to ponder. What beauty and how far the depth?
I read the depth is my underlying self or my "id" Who do I see when I look in the mirror? Do i reflect peace, joy, love or angst, misunderstanding and disrespect?
Regardless I hope we can see into each others real depth and see that beauty surface
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