I'm a Swedish writer of fiction and non-fiction books in both Swedish and English. I'm also an artist, a historian of ideas and an aikido instructor. Here's my bio.
The Greek philosophers and what they thought about cosmology, myth, and the gods, by Stefan Stenudd. Click the image to see the book at Amazon.
The Taoism of Lao Tzu Explained. The great Chinese classic, translated and extensively commented by Stefan Stenudd. Click the image to see the book at Amazon.
by Stefan Stenudd. Qi, prana, spirit, and other life forces around the world explained and compared. Click the image to see the book at Amazon.
Occasionally I Contemplate Murder 3
The complete book online
n this world of contradiction and confusion, murder is something quite substantial. Yet it's not, I must state, the kind of contemplation I altogether approve of.
Some of its aspects, I would without hesitation proclaim in the largest and most unassorted of crowds. Others, though, are a bit more delicate.
Still, unexceptionably interesting.
When scrutinized carefully, our world seems to have a number of flaws. One wouldn't have too hard a time coming up with ideas for improving it, I guess.
On the other hand, that's not a waterproof reason for condemning it.
If we're to give the theory of evolution any credibility, we must ponder this some. Why would a species come up with, and seemingly forever keep, the habit of killing among its own? In a world full of dangers, it must be regarded as overdoing things.
Would a diver stay underwater until he has sucked the last breath of oxygen from his tubes, and would a motorcyclist enter a curve of the road with the maximum speed he believes himself able to handle?
Yes, they would.
It's a paradox, a most disturbing anomaly of Darwinism, that a species would fondle such dangerous habits. Yet, we obviously do.
Indeed, I doubt it - if we're not to regard the murderer as the fittest by virtue of his deed alone.
Whoever gets the power, has thus proven his right to it.
Perchance, he who takes the lives of others thereby proves the right to his own? It's the law of the bully. The supremacy of the savage.
A savage kingdom could, if nothing else, be sort of sexy.
And one day, there he'd stand, the very prime of mankind. Screaming like a Conan the Barbarian, with bloodstained hands stretching towards the sky, and his feet sunk knee deep into a mount of corpses.
Hail the ultimate man!
How come he hears no praise?
Death, on the other hand, probably does. Death has many roles. But murder - no. Nature didn't invent it, nor did any God. Man did.
Now also a Kindle ebook:
by Stefan Stenudd 2006, 2011
Paperback, 124 pages
My Fiction Books
Science fiction novel about a quest through the universe for a perfect world. Click the image to see the book at Amazon.
Thoughts on life, death, and the meaning of it all, explored by anecdotes and mythological fragments. Click the image to see the book at Amazon.