:: Purposeful Death Overhead ::

Yesterday, My Mottled Feet Kissed the Sun and Burned...
:: welcome to Purposeful Death Overhead :: bloghome | contact me ::
[::..archive..::]
[::..recommended..::]
:: Ali's Music World[>]
:: plastic [>]
:: davenetics [>]



:: Monday, February 13, 2006 ::





February 13, 2006

And when the hourglass has run out, the hourglass of temporality,
when the noise of secular life has grown silent and its restless or
ineffectual activism has come to an end, when everything around you
is still, as it is in eternity, then eternity asks you and every
individual in these millions and millions about only one thing:
whether you have lived in despair or not.
-- Soren Kierkegaard,
"The Sickness Unto Death"




:: Alina 9:32 PM Comments: Post a Comment

This page is powered by Blogger. Isn't yours?