A young lover falls for a princess and the whole meaning of life is contained in that love, but circumstances are such that agree that this feeling can become a reality, that is, moving the plane of the ideal to the real. As expected, the servants of the pettiness, frogs from the mire of life, begin to shout: Pure madness such love! As good or better match is the wealthy widow of beer! Let them croaking in the pond and bog! The knight of infinite resignation does not pay any attention and is unwilling to rneunciar to love or even change all the glory of this world. It is so stupid. The first thing is to make sure that his love really gives meaning to their existence, and his soul is too sensible and worthy to leave to chance the smallest detail. It is not a coward, because you fear that that love is the innermost goal in their innermost thoughts, and he consents to be intertwined in a twisted countless laps around every ligament of his consciousness, so if that love is unhappy he will never uproot. Experience a glorious pleasure when love one to one vibrates your nerves, but his soul is as solemn as the man who, having emptied the cup of poison, notice how the poison seeps into every drop of his blood, for that moment is life and death at once. When love has been absorbed in this way, and immersed in it, finds the courage to try everything, to dare everything. With one eye covered which, like pigeons trained, obey his every indication, then shake a magic wand over them and fly away in all directions. But once you have returned all and all happen to be messengers of pain, and advise of the failure, remains calm, the fires again, and once only, sets the motion. But I must clarify that only when performed with normal movement may have felt this act. The first thing you need at that moment the knight is the capacity to concentrate the whole content of life and all the meaning of reality in a single desire. If a person lacks this feature of the merger, the soul is from the beginning fragmented multiplicity, and so will never be found capable of doing this movement, behaving in this life as judiciously as those capitalists who put their money in different securities and to one win in what could be lost in another, ie: not a gentleman. Besides this, the gentleman must possess the ability to know the result of concentrating all his mental processes in a single act of consciousness. If this option has no interior, its soul is from the beginning with such intensity scattered in the many who never have the time required to execute the move, as is always busy in conducting business of this world, unable to ever enter in eternity, because the moment you set out to do, you will discover suddenly that he forgot something and will be forced to turn back. And think, perhaps I can to do next time, but considerations of this kind have never used to perform the movement, but rather sink, increasingly, to that person in the dune.
So the knight makes the movement, but which? "Forget everything else to carry out the concentration? No, because the gentleman does not fall into contradiction with himself, and contradiction would be to forget the contents of one's life when remains the same. Feels no inclination to become another, and does not consider this transformation as a great action. Only the lower natures come to forget themselves and become something new, the butterfly has forgotten that before was caterpillar and may later come to forget that he was a butterfly, to the point that fish could become. Deep natures never forget themselves and never develop into something different from what we always were. So the knight can remember everything, but just their memories will be your pain, however, and by virtue of infinite resignation, is reconciled with life. The love for the princess he becomes the expression of eternal love, assumes a religious character, transfigured into a love of the Eternal Being, who resented his cimplimiento certainly, but they reconciled again with the eternal consciousness of its validity in the form of an eternity that no reality can take away. Only Fools and adolescents believe that anything is possible for a man, terribly wrong. Everything is possible in the spiritual realm, but in the finite world there are many things impossible. The impossible becomes possible because the gentleman put it spiritually, but in so doing expresses both resigned to it. And the desire was to become reality, but was left stranded on the impossibility, now folded in, but by no means is lost or falls into oblivion. And so the gentleman feels within him now hidden movements of this desire, which brings out the memory, now he's awake , for it is too proud to accept what was the substance of its existence has been a fleeting feeling, something temporary. Young maintains his love, and he grows in years and beauty. But to do so increase competition does not require anything of finitude. From the very moment that makes the movement runs out of the princess. No need of those experiencing erotic tingling nerves when he sees his beloved, or any other similar sense, nor need it could you be saying goodbye forever to finite sense, and keeping the memory of the princess is eternal and knows rather than lovers always eager to be still last time have every reason to these desires and right that this will be the last, for soon will have forgotten each other. He understood the great secret that even loving another, we must not stop being yourself. At this point, no longer considered from a finite point of view that makes the princess, and that is the proof that it has completed its infinite movement. Then he has the opportunity to determine whether that individual movement is real or illusory, that is the case of those who believe have made the move, but just as time passes and the princess make a decision, for example, is home a prince, and immediately loses its elasticity soul resignation. Noting the loss understand that the movement had not implemented the necessary correction, as he resigned himself to infinite level is sufficient unto itself. The gentleman does not cancel his resignation, and love remains with the freshness of the first instant: no never seen it, precisely because he made his motion at infinity. What the princess do not you can cause restlessness, as only the lower natures find another justification for their acts, acts outside of themselves. But if the princess is like it, be able to appreciate the joy that is within the beauty of love. Then, a volunteer, paid herself the order of knights, where one is not supported by the vote but only when it sorts out the courage to enter, will be a member of it who, wanting to enter, it gives sample of his immortality, not to be taken into consideration if the neophyte is male or female. And the princess kept her young and fresh love, she too will have prevailed over their pain, although not happen as that of those who say the song: "And every night rests with his Lord." Both belong mutually lovers for all eternity in a praestabilita harmony, so energetic and rhythmic, that if you ever get the chance to express that love in the temporal (contingency finitely not interested, then it would be subject to old age), if you ever get the chance, I say, will be at disposal to begin precisely at the point from which they could have done if they had originally married. One who has understood, whether man or woman, can never be deceived, for only the lower natures imagine that they are being cheated. And if a girl has no such dignity, will be unable to understand anything about love that will be powerless as the tricks and traps of the world against those who posses it.
Sören Kierkegaard, "Fear and Trembling"
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