Kierkegaard, I see yourself enraptured in the mildewed
woods of your own unexonerable crutch; like a river
that salinates before it reaches the ocean; and I fail
to salivate in agreement with your theses! You liked to
believe you were a Hermit? What sort of? I’d like to rally
that existentialism is an excuse for existence in discordance
with purity of self. I am more stoic than most, but I take the
argument between stoicism and existentialism to a
spirituality not even conceived by Nietzsche. I believe, you
can only be true to yourself, when you understand your self
as placed in the universe, and you realise and work for
your purpose in it! In as much as I hate to decry, I think Sartre
pales into a fakedom, and so, do you? What kind of hermit are you,
when you use your poor humour to make a salient very conventional
compromise. Existentialism may be a compromised convenience,
ethics can never be compromised. Life is no safe haven. Ethics
promises you no rose garden, but a life of denial of materialistic
Paradises. If the vultures of propaganda would want your soul!
It gets worse every time, for self-realisation, that is even higher than ethics!
Don’t compare yourself with Nietzsche, Kierkegaard, the fallacy of you.
Nietzsche knew his ethics; he knew that righteousness is beyond evil and touted good!
Your existentialism is not, as you consider, beyond evil and good; but a safe evil.
Ubermensch may have to die in poverty, disgrace, and disillusionment.
But they always have sacrificed themselves for others!