This Friday’s Aphorism

I explain what aphorisms are in the introduction to the post just below this one on my “Post Index.” To see that post, click “My Previously-Published Aphorisms” at the bottom of this one under “Related.”

Each Friday, when I upload a new aphorism, I move the previous Friday’s to the end of the aphorisms in that other post. This will keep those aphorisms in chronological order, and at times they might even seem to grow out of the ones above.

At other times, however, I will simply be adding a thought that occurred to me during the week. And those thoughts might well repeat or even contradict previous thoughts.

Note – Charlie is a major character in my novel The Parking Ticket, and BJ is his partner.




191115 Charlie’s Goals

After Charlie explained the rationale behind his hiking project and the importance of choosing only one goal from among the myriad possibilities that life offers you, BJ asked him about the one goal he’d chosen for himself.

He immediately looked over and winked.

“I have four, actually, even though Nietzsche, and Tolstoy, and tons of others, say I should have only one. Bet that doesn’t surprise you. Right?”

She smiled.

“First, I’m going to write world-class literature, or die trying.

“Second, I’m going to make world-class photos, or die trying.

“Third, I’m going to live to a hundred twenty-five, or die trying.

“And finally, I’m going to be modest and humble at all times, after I die.”

She turned to him, put her hand on his thigh, and chuckled. “You know, the thing I like best about you, Charlie, is your diffidence and your tendency to understate. But I also like your enthusiasm, sweetie. So don’t change a thing.” She rubbed his thigh.

“You know, BJ, we should talk sometime about Nietzsche’s distinction between master morality and slave morality. Masters, he says, create their own values, while slaves do what they’re told. Slaves simply accept the values of their society. And they like it that way. They don’t have to think.

“And by the way, my dear, modesty and humility are two of those slave values that Nietzsche mentions. Masters would never subscribe to them, of course. Just the slaves.

“Well until you die, big guy, don’t ever change. You may sound a bit crazy at times, even a bit Übermenschy, but as I said, I love your energy. And besides, it’s quite comforting to know that I live with a master who’ll always take care of his little slave’s every need, or die trying. So I’ll never have to think, right?”

And again she chuckled and patted his thigh.


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