Seventh proof of my existence: On Kierkegaard and Clemence

We talked about Kierkegaard and Clemence, today. More accurately, we held a discussion between the two of them; as how they would hold the other in terms of Kierkegaard's three modes of living- the aesthetic, the ethical, and the religious.

Avoiding just summing things up, I'd have to say that I'm still entirely unsure about all of the details for the discussion. For a while, I figured that Clemence would be an aesthetic, and that he was entirely selfish with no thoughts as to his community. But it was brought up that he is living a principled life, and while he is arrogant and selfish, he's still doing some things to help improve the community, even if it's by judging himself publicly. And then, I began to wonder- what if Clemence was actually in the religious sphere? I mean, he is proselytizing self judgement, and was declared the pope- but then in class the delineation between sin vs guilt was made, and while I don't entirely agree, I'm inclined to follow the logic that it is actually a relevant difference; especially when considering that for Kierkegaard, God isn't an amorphous being, it's particularly the Christian Yahweh. So my theory of an entirely hedonistic, self reverent Clemence doesn't seem to work in that scenario.

I honestly am completely lost on this subject. I feel like I'm going around in mental circles, and I can't figure out a place to set my roots, so to say.

Totally different topic, I figure since this is my blog, I may as well share. After class, on a whim from a short momentary memory, I recalled that Zia's was hiring. So I went in there and applied, and they called me back a little while after I got home with a time for an interview. So... I'm pretty stoked, 'cause my existential pain has been increasingly about fiscal responsibilities, and a job at a record store would be a dream come true. So I guess, in essence, I've followed my passion and found myself in a much better and happier position. It's crazy to me to think that something as benign as a random decision to wander off just a little bit more north of my usual haunts led to something as awesome as an interview at Zia's, but I'll take what I get. Happily.

I've also been reading the Nietzsche, and a lot of it is resonating with me quite strongly; particularly the idea that consciousness is inherently the herd instinct, and that self reflection is an essentially useless struggle against something entirely absurd. I've never thought about it that way, I guess, but it really strikes me as a possible truth. Also, I'm rather fond of whoever translated this, because it's very fluid to read his writings, so far. I'm enjoying it quite a bit more than I thought I would.