WRONG LEGS
Soren Kierkegaard describes the one who fails to recognize himself as he truly is on the inside, but sees only the external characteristics with the following story: It is related of a peasant who came cleanly shaven to the Capital, and had made so much money that he could buy himself a pair of shoes and stockings and still had enough left over to get drunk on – it is related that as he was trying in his drunken state to find his way home, he lay down in the middle of the highway and fell asleep. Then along came a wagon, and the driver shouted to him to move or he would run over his legs. Then the drunken peasant awoke, looked at his legs, and since by reason of the shoes and stockings he didn’t recognize them, he said to the driver, “Drive on, they are not my legs.” From The Sickness Unto Death, by Soren Kierkegaard, translated by Walter…
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