Jun 17, 2006 21:26
I stick my finger into existence--it smells of nothing. Where am I? What is this thing called the world? Who is it that has lured me into the thing and now leaves me here? Who am I? How did I come into the world? Why was I not consulted?
Oh, Kierkegaard. You're a pill.
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It's like what happens when you're standing in a meadow at dusk.
what happens?
everything!
Nothing!
Everything!
Nothing!
it's beautiful.
Ok that doesn't really fit in with the kierkegaard quote either...but it is one of my favorite parts of the movie.
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