- The world’s cycles never change—up and down, from
age to age.
Either the world’s intelligence wills each thing (if so,
accept its will), or it exercised that will once—once and for
all—and all else follows as a consequence (and if so, why
worry?).
One way or another: atoms or unity. If it’s God, all is
well. If it’s arbitrary, don’t imitate it.
The earth will cover us all, and then be transformed in
turn, and that too will change, ad infinitum. And that as well,
ad infinitum.
Think about them: the waves of change and alteration,
endlessly breaking. And see our brief mortality for what it is.
- The design of the world is like a flood, sweeping all
before it. The foolishness of them—little men busy with
affairs of state, with philosophy—or what they think of as
philosophy. Nothing but phlegm and mucus.
—Well, then what?Do what nature demands. Get a move on—if you have it in
you—and don’t worry whether anyone will give you credit
for it. And don’t go expecting Plato’s Republic; be satisfied