A stack of my current reads until December…
most importantly, i am no more than, i am, i am.
— Slavoj Zizek
Wittgenstein began work on his final manuscript, MS 177, on 25 April 1951. It was his 62nd birthday on 26 April. He went for a walk the next afternoon, and wrote his last entry that day, 27 April. That evening, he became very ill; when his doctor told him he might live only a few days, he reportedly replied, “Good!” Joan stayed with him throughout that night, and just before losing consciousness for the last time on 28 April, he told her: "Tell them I’ve had a wonderful life".
“I speak on behalf of the millions of human beings who are in ghettos because they have black skin or because they come from different cultures, and who enjoy status barely above that of an animal.” ~ Thomas Sankara
3 more weeks until we return, once again looking forward to an amazing adventure…