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Progressive Tragedy

The tragic need not be associated with only a tragic vision...much like doubt need not fall into skepticism. Resignation is the natural end of a tragic vision; however, this fate is a misunderstanding of tragedy itself. Our desire for an end, a passivity, a will-to-nothingness is the denial of tragic wisdom, a denial of the temporality of tragedy.

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