There was one meeting in the end. With the cat.
I know. I know I shouldn't.
Ah screw it :)
Moments of attraction - am I really that obvious?
Thoroughly inappropriate musings.
There was one meeting in the end. With the cat.
I know. I know I shouldn't.
Ah screw it :)
Moments of attraction - am I really that obvious?
Thoroughly inappropriate musings.
Is it possible for there to be a fruitful dialogue between Søren Kierkegaard and Buddhists regarding the understanding of the self? In this paper, I explore the possibilities for such a dialogue by first discussing the rejection of substantialism shared by Kierkegaard and Buddhists. Next, although many Buddhists accept a reductionist account of the kind found in the Abhidharma tradition, Madhyamaka thinkers such as Nāgārjuna and Candrakīrti are well-known for offering an account of the self, based on the notion of emptiness (śūnyatā), which resembles in some ways the account of the self that is proposed by Kierkegaard’s pseudonym Anti-Climacus in The Sickness Unto Death. Third, I discuss Jonardon Ganeri’s performativist theory of the self and his suggestion that this view, originally developed by Candrakīrti, informs the view of the self which is developed by Kierkegaard’s pseudonym Johannes Climacus in the Concluding Unscientific Postscript. I conclude by exploring how Ganeri’s perfomativist theory of the self can illuminate recent attempts by both Buddhist and Kierkegaard scholars to articulate their accounts of the self by an appeal to narrative.
No person imagines themselves to be a hypocrite, until they reflect on the nature of being a parent...
Quotes- 54
It is one of the best feelings when somebody holds your hands but what if you just feel nothing. You confess to someone and they lower down their eyes but what if they are always this shy. It is one of the best feelings when someone is always there to protect you but what if you always have to take care of yourself.Sea Waves
The enormous energetic waves make way,Washing the sparkling shore of sand,I stand still watching them go away,Then, I feel water surface with my hand. They come and leave thus, playing willingly,Through their tricks, static as they flow,Quiet there, I am enjoying lovingly,At bad times, they make my face glow. Completely lost in beauty of waves,I feel brewed with the good notions,For their constant view, my heart craves,And I don't want to forget these emotions.©Aditi Anvita (Anvi)Two Roads
I have an intriguing story to narrate, Confronting the two roads I had to hesitate, As it was abruptly a very uncertain time, Between the two choices, I had to choose mine. It was the first time, I was in confusionI could land myself in the illusionOr what if I mistook the way before I reachBut, at least something the choice would teach. It was a mellifluous wish from my heart, To just go for a new exhilarating start, The same morning enthusiasm filled meAnd that's life and why not I should […]