He's out there operating without any decent restraint, totally beyond the pale of any acceptable human conduct. And he is still in the field commanding troops.
In 1919, Wittgenstein renounced his inheritance and became a gardener at a monastery in Hütteldorf, near Vienna. Around this time, leading intellectuals began to distance themselves from him, claiming he had gone mad and turned into a mystic.
who up leaning into the salt wind hands in their pockets clothes flapping trudging cloaked muttering the barren selvage of some nameless desolation where the cold sidereal sea breaks and seethes and the storms howl in from that black and heaving alcahest rn