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Either/or?
What is it?

I´ve read through Kierkegaard when i was 17 and want to start with him again. Right now iam reading "Kierkegaard" by T.W. Adorno and its really good though a bit challenging.

Does anybody have good second-literature-tips on Kierkegaard, which could support my understanding on him?

How can i start with the existentialism? Do I need to start with greeks and whole history of philosophy? Or can I just jump into? Is pic rel a good choice for begginer? What comes next?

Where do I start with this guy?

How and why is the Knight of Faith obedient? Abraham in "Fear and Trembling" is shown to be easily swayed and carried out God's command to kill his son but is that it?

>>9052495

The sole reason I got into reading was this: aged fifteen my friend linked me to an MBTI test, which came back saying I was an INFP. He thought it was just a giggle, and couldn't possibly have known the effect it would have on the next few years of my life, but after I got that result, I became obsessed. I saw INFP-ness in everything I did. I was emotional; that was an INFP thing. I liked x or y band; holy shit their lead singer is an INFP.

Soon, doubts started to creep in. I wondered if I was really a true INFP. I'd read somewhere that INFPs used introverted feeling over extroverted feeling, but I was always very aware of group dynamics. This was a glaring error in the system, which if I was to remain INFP, I could not simply abide. So I suppressed my natural social intelligence; I deliberately misinterpreted social signals; I willed myself into a state of complete autism, all in order to be closer to the ideal INFP. I similarly made sure to construct all my arguments in the most illogical, retarded way possible because I'd read online that INFPs do this too. It became my single goal in life, and I felt that if anything came about that could threaten it, such as the INTPish behaviors which I felt myself becoming prone to as puberty loosened its grip on my emotions, I risked my sense of self dissolving and I chanced being left a husk.

I read online that INFPs were often writers, and soon compiled a list of all the INFP writers listed on celebritytypes.com, from Albert Camus and Soren Kierkegaard, to Tolstoy and Woolf.

That, I'm ashamed to say, is the sole reason I began reading: in order to be more INFP.

I never had a gf in high school, not out of shyness or anything like that, but because I'd read about Kierkegaard (my INFP idol) and Regine Olsen, and decided this was the ideal relationship.

Was it autism? Or was it something more? Was it that the unreal experience of psychic unity provided by having your every action dictated by a new age psychometric test is indeed the most intoxicating and addictive thing a scrambled, fragmented and confused subject can have, and that I feared the dissolution of that unity as a junkie fears the fading of the heroin high?

That's for you to decide, /lit/. Personally I think it was autism

>>8968869
im INFP

pic related, he's my INFP idol

>>8933976
Hahaha I wish this was the case.

It was a lot worse than that my friend.

The sole reason I got into reading was this: aged fifteen my friend linked me to an MBTI test, which came back saying I was an INFP. He thought it was just a giggle, and couldn't possibly have known the effect it would have on the next few years of my life, but after I got that result, I became obsessed. I saw INFP-ness in everything I did. I was emotional; that was an INFP thing. I liked x or y band; holy shit their lead singer is an INFP.

Soon, doubts started to creep in. I wondered if I was really a true INFP. I'd read somewhere that INFPs used introverted feeling over extroverted feeling, but I was always very aware of group dynamics. This was a glaring error in the system, which if I was to remain INFP, I could not simply abide. So I suppressed my natural social intelligence; I deliberately misinterpreted social signals; I willed myself into a state of complete autism, all in order to be closer to the ideal INFP. I similarly made sure to construct all my arguments in the most illogical, retarded way possible because I'd read online that INFPs do this too. It became my single goal in life, and I felt that if anything came about that could threaten it, such as the INTPish behaviors which I felt myself becoming prone to as puberty loosened its grip on my emotions, I risked my sense of self dissolving and I chanced being left a husk.

I read online that INFPs were often writers, and soon compiled a list of all the INFP writers listed on celebritytypes.com, from Albert Camus and Soren Kierkegaard, to Tolstoy and Woolf.

That, I'm ashamed to say, is the sole reason I began reading: in order to be more INFP.

I never had a gf in high school, not out of shyness or anything like that, but because I'd read about Kierkegaard (my INFP idol) and Regine Olsen, and decided this was the ideal relationship.

Was it autism? Or was it something more? Was it that the unreal experience of psychic unity provided by having your every action dictated by a new age psychometric test is indeed the most intoxicating and addictive thing a scrambled, fragmented and confused subject can have, and that I feared the dissolution of that unity as a junkie fears the fading of the heroin high?

That's for you to decide, /lit/. Personally I think it was the former

>>8890262

>I'm pretty tall, pretty thin, and range from a strong 6 on a bad day to a medium 9 on a good day, but I'm trying bulk up a little to improve that.

>I feel torn between different extremes, between the left and right wing, between religiosity and non-fedora atheism, between enlightenment optimism and philosophical pessimism, and, while I recognize this kind of intellectual fragmentation is v. common nowadays, I think I take it further than most, because, for example, after I read Kierkegaard as a teenager, I developed distinct roles that I play in conversation with people (I have three at the minute) based on a mixture of people I know, characters from fiction and thinkers, which have their own political and philosophical positions and which I've started to give their own mannerisms, subtly enough so that nobody will notice but enough for it to have an impact on the conversation (like with one being more assertive and the other less so, amongst other things.)

>It's p. harmless and helps me to order my thoughts, organizing my ideas about various thinkers I've encountered into developmental streams of interpretation, or a concrete multiplicity of meanings, rather than either a simple interpretation or a confused tangle of interpretations, but I also hope it doesn't develop into something that will cause me problems, because I think it's the sort of thing that can get out of hand

Anyone else do this? I like to think it's one version of the /lit/erary lifestyle

my friend actually said this

is he right?

What does /lit/ think of Kierkegaard?

Particularly Either/Or? I found him recently, and holy shit, something about him really appeals to me.

>SWEEP ME UP!

Clearly, Kierkegaard was the cutest philosopher of the 19th Century, no?

>>5250039
>>5249374
>Year of our Lord 2013+1
>Still thinking Hegel was right
You're about 150 years behind the train boys, Kierkegaard had that bitch pegged

I want to discuss religion with Kierkegaard while he playfully feeds me with ice-cream and punishes my logical fallacies by pouring it on my stomach.