"The human being is this night, this empty nothing, that contains
everything in its simplicity—an unending wealth of many presentations,
images, of which none happens to occur to him—or which are not present.
This night, the inner of nature, that exists here— pure self—in
phantasmagorical presentations, is night all around it, here shoots a
bloody head—there another white shape, suddenly here before it, and just
so disappears. One catches sight of this night when one looks human
beings in the eye—into a night that becomes awful, it suspends the night
of the world here in an opposition. In this night being has returned."
--Hegel; Realphilosophie manuscript of 1805–06
Saturday, August 11, 2012
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