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"the greatest hazard of all, losing the self, can occur very quietly in the world, as if it were nothing at all. no other loss can occur so quietly; any other loss - an arm, a leg, five dollars, a wife, etc. - is sure to be noticed.
thus possibility seems greater and greater to the self; more and more it becomes possible because nothing becomes actual. eventually everything seems possible, but this is exactly the point at which the abyss swallows up the self. it takes time for each little possibility to become an actuality. eventually, however, the time that should be used for actuality grows shorter and shorter; everything becomes more and more momentary. possibility becomes more and more intensive - but in the sense of possibility, not in the sense of actuality, for the intensive in the sense of actuality means to actualize some of what is possible. the instant something appears to be possible, a new possibility appears, and finally these phantasmagoria follow one another in such rapid succession that it seems as if everything were possible, and this is exactly the final moment, the point at which the individual himself becomes a mirage."
- the sickness unto death, soren kierkegaard
thus possibility seems greater and greater to the self; more and more it becomes possible because nothing becomes actual. eventually everything seems possible, but this is exactly the point at which the abyss swallows up the self. it takes time for each little possibility to become an actuality. eventually, however, the time that should be used for actuality grows shorter and shorter; everything becomes more and more momentary. possibility becomes more and more intensive - but in the sense of possibility, not in the sense of actuality, for the intensive in the sense of actuality means to actualize some of what is possible. the instant something appears to be possible, a new possibility appears, and finally these phantasmagoria follow one another in such rapid succession that it seems as if everything were possible, and this is exactly the final moment, the point at which the individual himself becomes a mirage."
- the sickness unto death, soren kierkegaard
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6 comments:
=O i see you! i see you!! wowwwwowwwwheeeeeeeeeee!
Wow, I didn't know you were blind! That explains so much!
But seriously...that's really cool. Now I know your email address, muaahahahaha.
Hahah. So this must be the article that my college friend mentioned to me. See, even my college friend are talks about you! You should be proud okay, cause I am of you :) Muuuaaah! <3
Edit* See, even my college friend talks about you <--
I know, I suck :(
yingky: i see me tooo! =D
sean: =) didn't you know my email address before? and isn't it on facebook? and what exactly does me being blind explain? i saw the cobweb, and that's pretty difficult to see in the dark. =P
melmel: heeehee. i doesn't knows that i were so famous. but thanks you for be proud of i! muuaahh! sayang. blame it on law.
Glory is fleeting but obscurity is forever - Napoleon Bonaparte
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