Hong and Edna H. As I said a little while ago, it is the scrapings and shavings of argument, cut up into little bits. The issue was the difficulty. Without wanting to affront anyone, I am of the opinion that not every young graduate in theology would have been capable of presenting the issue with even the same dialectical rhythm with which it is done in the pamphlet. I am also of the opinion that not every young graduate in theology, after reading the pamphlet would be able to set it aside and then on his own to present the issue with just the same dialectical clarity with which it is elucidated in the pamphlet. What has been intimated here has been emphasized in Fragments frequently enough, namely, that there is no direct and immediate transition to Christianity, and therefore all those who in that way want to give a rhetorical push in order to bring one into Christianity or even help one into it by a thrashing-they are all deceivers-no, they know not what they do.

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Shelves: ascension Before formally beginning my thoroughly subjective! It is merely inspired by the wealth of wisdom this work of art had to offer. Just like I think it would be pointless to attempt to summarise Concluding Unscientific Postscript to Philosophical Fragments.

The rationale for this is that it was the joint enterprise of Mssrs. Kierkegaard and Lehtinen that earned this book its place in my "Ascension" shelf. It may be asinine, nonsensical, flabbergasting and all that rot which I strongly believe to be the case , but it is not intended to impress anyone in any way. Nor does it attempt to show myself in any other light than the one that occasionally lands on me during my daily constitutionals.

The Postscript to Personal Fragments Time to rise and shine! The deadly routine, whose inimical machinations are of such deliberate dimensions that it would make a strongman reel upon contemplation, has crowed its morning chant once more — but how beautiful it is; that, by unplugging the auriculars, one could feel: "It is a call-to-arms for the painter to paint!

The toilette does not rule out the beating of the heart, the sensitive cargo of the veins, the magical illusions of the eyes, the buzzing in the ears, the pressure of the sinuses, the tactility of your body hair how do they find the johns so irresistible! Do not blame the toilette! Se on ihan faktuaalinen juttu. Tost prokkiksest You lack passion, and will never get it — sadly, so sadly you look around and smile ruefully at the passionate people: "Enjoy it while you can.

Just a jerking, animalistic feeling that can be written off as a whim that needs to be controlled in a civilised society. Heh, what folly — passion is, by definition, short-lived, and should remain that way — nobody can attain it. Just like happiness. What bollocks. This is tragic. But at the same time, utterly hilarious! What it took for now? A very fine and complex position in relation to Climacus. Not too far out — he lays himself bare with reserve, why should I treat him like someone else?

But it can be compensated by nodding volitionally — not out of habit, nor kindness, nor subterfuge. Let him talk, but I want to judge for myself, retreat to my quiet corner him being still rooted to the same spot , turn it over in the noggin, and then return to my mirror-Johannes. When he mocks, I place myself behind him, next to him, and before him — laughing at them, him, and myself. But ho! Check yourself!

Remember your precarious position, this fine and complex position. It took a bloody stupid and threadbare book to show your own tomfoolery and the frantic toing-and-froing of your soi-disant "Proust-loving" brain. And then what? Bugger all — how could I know? What a lark! What twaddle! A moving ball static? Brilliantly hilarious! Consider now: you walk with a bent head, and you miss the sunshine. Or perhaps another scenario is in order. But ever-so-brilliantly hilarious!

But it cannot be done! No one can do it for so long! Fatigue, pain, sorrow, ennui But why should one avoid those things?

Well, in mortal pain Alas, here one must confess — mine is not an existence to be built on such mighty deliberations. Selah or somesuch thing. Hear hear!


Philosophy of Søren Kierkegaard

The style of Climacus varies from each of the three productions, but they are singular as to their dialectical mission. Kierkegaard took this name from a Greek monk c. This book, incidentally, was the first book to be printed in the New World, translated into Spanish Mexico, He says that no one should attempt the contemplative life without first warring against and subduing the passions. The ladder is thus a series of thirty steps which ultimately lead to impassability and imperturbability, not entirely unlike the ataraxia of the Epicureans, except that Epicureans seek to escape the troubles of the world for quiet contemplative pleasure while Climacus strove for the heavenly vision. As The Imitation of Christ is one of the most popular devotional works outside of the Bible in the West, the Ladder has long achieved the same importance in the East. It is read every Lent in Orthodox monasteries, and is appointed to be read aloud in church or in the refectory.


Concluding Unscientific Postscript

Contrasts in Concluding Unscientific Postscript[ edit ] Objectivity Subjectivity Objective truth is that which relates to propositions, that which has no relation to the existence of the knower. History, science, and speculative philosophy all deal with objective knowledge. According to Climacus, all objective knowledge is subject to doubt. Focuses on what is asserted. Subjective truth is essential or ethico-religious truth. Direct communication consists of statements that can be communicated and understood without appropriation, that is, without experiencing personally what is being communicated.

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