a passing mood...
here i am, too in control now. i wish i could relax, lean on those everlasting arms and let Him delicately or forcibly put me in my place. i wish that i could live as kierkegaard spoke. i feel like i have the outer everything and the inner nothing. (stay away from me for now) all this flailing and gripping will lead to my own destruction.
sit back and watch.
posted by Emily Smith @ 5:11 PM
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mmm... kierkegaard is one of my all-time favorites.
"Is despair an excellence or a defect? Purely dialectically, it is both. The possibility of this sickness is man's superiority over the animal, for it indicates infinite sublimity that he is spirit. Consequently, to be able to despair is an infinite advantage, and yet to be in despair is not only the worst misfortune and misery—no, it is ruination."
-from K's "The Sickness Unto Death"
angst, indeed.
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