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A Recent Report on Schelling

Three passages from Schelling's Inquiries into the Essence of Human Freedom (1809) and an all-too-Christian interpretation.

Question: Does evil end? Is there a purpose to creation?  Will it reach perfection? If so, why was creation not perfect at the beginning?

“If it [evil] were conquered sooner, the good would remain concealed in it together with evil. But the good is to be raised out of darkness to actuality in order to dwell with God everlastingly; and evil is to be separated from goodness in order to be cast out eternally into non-being. For this is the final purpose of creation, that that which could not be in itself, shall be in itself through being raised out of darkness as a depth independent of God, elevated into existence. Hence the necessity of birth and death.” (85)

1.Goodness is born so that it may introduce itself to the world.
2.But in order for goodness to be recognized, evil must be “posited” if only to give goodness definition. If there was no evil, goodness will not…

A Beautiful Line from F.W.J. Schelling

"The self contains fundamental opposites, namely subject and object; they cancel each other out, and yet neither is possible without the other. The subject asserts itself only in opposition to the object, and the object only in opposition to the subject; neither, that is, can become real without destroying the other, but the point of destruction of one by the other can never be reached, precisely because each is what it is only in opposition to the other."


This is desire. Its opposition, its difficulty, its beauty.

A Love Too Late

Is there such a thing as a love a little too late? When to be late means being unable to make it on time, failing to get there at the right time, or the inability to arrive when you were expected to or when you should? Does time hold love captive and does it ultimately judge and decide its fate--beyond the best of my intentions, in spite of the truth of my love? Or is it not the other way around that it is love that judges time because it is always able to make time? In a word, can a true love be late or does it always make it on time?


Let us see.

(March 2010)


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(A continuation in response to a reader)

For the meantime, let's reflect upon these:

"Late have I loved Thee, beauty so ancient and so new, late have I loved Thee." --Augustine


"Things that really matter, though they may come very late, always come at the right time." --Heidegger


"I can never say anything to the other except my shortcomings and belatedness." --Marion


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But I, for one, have long …