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AS the title suggests I find myself at the mercy of an existential crisis. Thinking about what Soren Kierkegaard wrote so many days ago.
How did I get into the world? Why was I not asked about it and why was I not informed of the rules and regulations but just thrust into the ranks as if I had been bought by a peddling shanghaier of human beings? How did I get involved in this big enterprise called actuality? Why should I be involved? Isn't it a matter of choice? And if I am compelled to be involved, where is the manager—I have something to say about this. Is there no manager? To whom shall I make my complaint?
WHO DICTATES HOW WE PLAY AND HOW WE LIVE?
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Posted by TO on 2008-06-10 20:57:00 | Rating: | Views: 43
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