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Fear Inlandish: Piece IV

“False hopes are more dangerous than fears.”

 

 

“My grief is my castle, which like an eagle’s nest is built high up on the mountain peaks among the clouds; nothing can storm it. From it I fly down into reality to seize my prey; but I do not remain down there, I bring it home with me, and this prey is a picture I weave into the tapestries of my palace. There I live as one dead. I immerse everything I have experienced in a baptism of forgetfulness unto an eternal remembrance. Everything finite and accidental is forgotten and erased. Then I sit like an old man, grey-haired and thoughtful, and explain the pictures in a voice as soft as a whisper; and at my side a child sits and listens, although he remembers everything before I tell it.”

 

“Something wonderful has happened to me. I was carried up into the seventh heaven. There all the gods sat assembled. By special grace I was granted the favor of a wish. ‘Will you,’ said Mercury, ‘have youth, or beauty, or power, or a long life, or the most beautiful maiden, or any of the other glories we have in the chest? Choose, but only one thing.’ For a moment I was at a loss. Then I addressed myself to the gods as follows: ‘Most honorable contemporaries, I choose this one thing, that I may always have the laugh on my side.’ Not one of the gods said a word, on the contrary, they all began to laugh. Hence I concluded that my request was granted, and found that the gods knew how to express themselves with taste; for it would hardly have been suitable for them to have answered gravely: ‘It is granted thee.’”

 

“There are people so weak that they need loud noise and a distracting environment in order to be able to work. Why is this, unless for the fact that they have no command over themselves, except in an inverse sense?”

 

“Imagine hidden in a very plain setting a secret chest in which the most precious treasure is placed — there is a spring that must be pressed, but the spring is concealed, and the pressure must be of a certain force so that an accidental pressure cannot be sufficient. The hope of eternity is concealed within a person’s innermost being in the same way, and hardship is the pressure. When the pressure is put on the concealed spring, and forcefully enough, the content appears in all its glory!”

Despair:

The three forms of despair: not being conscious of having a self, not
willing to be oneself, but also despair at willing to be oneself. Despair
is “sickness unto death.”
The Universality of This Sickness (Despair):
A man’s life is wasted when he lives on, so deceived by the joys of life
or by its sorrows, that he never becomes decisively conscious of himself
as spirit, as self, that is.
The Self:
In every instant a self exists and is in the process of becoming. The self
does not actually “exist,” but is only that which it is to become. In so
far as the self does not become itself, it is not its own self, and not to
be one’s own self is despair.
Despair is Sin:
Sin means to be in despair at not willing to be oneself, or to be in
despair at willing to be oneself. The lives of most men, being
determined by a dialectic of indifference, are so remote from the good
(that is, faith) that they are almost too spiritless to be called sinners,
almost too spiritless to be called despairers.
Continuation of Sin:
A definition of faith: “By relating itself to its own self and by willing to
be itself, the self is grounded transparently in the Power which
constituted it.” This means we must not despair over despairing about
our sins, nor must we abandon faith and instead substitute
indifference.
More to Come in Piece V…
 

Author:

"If he's honest, he'll steal; if he's human, he'll murder; if he's faithful, he'll deceive. Being at a loss to resolve these questions, I am resolved to leave them without any resolution." I have so much to say to you that I am afraid I shall tell you nothing."

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