“ Relationship is thus always slavery of a kind, which leaves a residue of guilt. ”
The road to creativity passes so close to the madhouse and often detours or ends there.
~ Ernest Becker
We are gods with anuses.
Man is literally split in two: he has an awareness of his own splendid uniqueness in that he sticks out of nature with a towering majesty, and yet he goes back into the ground a few feet in order blindly and dumbly to rot and disappear forever.
the best existential analysis of the human condition leads directly into the problems of God and faith
