Between the inherent difficulty of life and how easily we fall into self deception, It can become natural for many of us to live in a kind of jaded misery.

Today I discuss how existentialism can easily turn into self-pity for a person like me, and then we explore an excerpt from a brilliant piece by GK Chesterton.

Read Chesterton’s full piece: https://www.poeticous.com/chesterton/orthodoxy-chapter-v--the-flag-of-the-world

Read The Place Behind Her Eyes: https://open.substack.com/pub/zachrudolph/p/the-place-behind-her-eyes?r=rep67&utm_medium=ios&utm_campaign=post

*i fear I may have scapegoated the term “existentialism”. it may perhaps be more accurate to say that existentialism can be either of two extremes but appear roughly the same to the outside.

It can be in one sense, the purest acknowledgment of God and our smallness in relation to him, or it can be demonic self deification that looks to the outside; like humility.

I intend to flesh this out more in the future as I grow into a fuller understanding of it.

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