Cyrenaics
The Cyrenaics or Kyrenaics (Ancient Greek: Κυρηναϊκοί; Kyrēnaïkoí) were a sensual hedonist Greek school of philosophy founded in the 4th century BCE, supposedly by Aristippus of Cyrene, although many of the principles of the school are believed to have been formalized by his grandson of the same name, Aristippus the Younger. The school was so called after Cyrene, the birthplace of Aristippus. It was one of the earliest Socratic schools. The Cyrenaics taught that the only intrinsic good is pleasure, which meant not just the absence of pain, (as it did for Epicurus) but positively enjoyable sensations. Of these, momentary pleasures, especially physical ones, are stronger than those of anticipation or memory. They did, however, recognize the value of social obligation and that pleasure could be gained from altruistic behaviour. The school died out within a century and was replaced by the philosophy of Epicureanism.
History of the school
The history of the Cyrenaic school begins with Aristippus of Cyrene, who was born around 435 BCE. He came to Athens as a young man and became a pupil of Socrates. We have only limited knowledge of his movements after the execution of Socrates in 399 BCE, although he is said to have lived for a time in the court of Dionysius of Syracuse.
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If You
by: Sara NoxxIf you say you are broken, you`re creeping in dirt
If you`re running around me and try not to hurt
If you`re drowning by tears, if you`re burning by light
I don`t care if you`re dying - you left me tonight
If you`re choken by madness, tell your regret
If you`re crying and praying and ask to forget
If you falter from feelings and want satisfied
I don`t care all this magic - you left me tonight
If the sun`s never shining, if there`s never a day
If you`re buried alive on a hot summer day
If you`re lost in a forest and killed by a fight
I don`t care if you suffer - you left me tonight
If you die in December, if there`s winter in May
If you`re drowning in darkness, your heaven turns grey
If you send me a letter with the rest of your might
Or whatever you want - you left me tonight
If you promise me faith with the blade in your hand
If you`re scratching your vains, crippled in sand
If you`re starving and bleeding or whatever you do
I don`t care if you`re wounded - I don`t care about you
If you say that you`re grasping, you`re wasted away
If you`re drowning in darkness, your heaven turns grey
I`ll never forgive you, it`s the same what you try
I don`t care if you`re bleeding - cause you left me tonight
If you curse what is happened, if you try to confess
If you give me some promises - nevertheless
I`ll never forgive you, there is nothing to do
I don`t care if you`re crying