link:https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2cXDgFwE13gWarning: this post works on red moon nights, disclaiming responsibilities caused by its misuse.I refuse to live in an ordinary world...like an ordinary woman. To establish ordinary relationships. I need ecstasy. I am a neurotic, in the sense that I live my own world. I won't adapt to the world...I adapt to myself... (Anaïs Nin)
Because man is transcendence, he will never be able to imagine a paradise. Paradise is rest, negated transcendence, a state of affairs already given, without possible overcoming. But then what shall we do? For the air to be breathable it will have to let actions, desires pass through, which in turn we must overcome: it will have to stop being paradise. The beauty of the promised land is that it promised new promises. Immobile paradises cannot promise anything more than eternal boredom.
Because man is transcendence, he will never be able to imagine a paradise. Paradise is rest, negated transcendence, a state of affairs already given, without possible overcoming. But then what shall we do? For the air to be breathable it will have to let actions, desires pass through, which in turn we must overcome: it will have to stop being paradise. The beauty of the promised land is that it promised new promises. Immobile paradises cannot promise anything more than eternal boredom.
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