Pauley Perrette: FEAR

Lyrics

To live
When you think you’re dying
To laugh
When you feel like crying
To stand
When you think you’re gonna fall
It’s just fear after all
It’s only fear after all

Are you afraid you’ll be alone
Are you scared to pick up the phone
Are you scared of the past
Do you think that you might re-crash
Do you think you’re in too deep
Are you afraid to sleep
Are you scared there’s no stability
Are you afraid of your own fragility

Vladimir Lenin: On the Question of Dialectics

On the Question of Dialectics

Human knowledge is not (or does not follow) a straight line, but a curve, which endlessly approximates a series of circles, a spiral. Any fragment, segment, section of this curve can be transformed (transformed one-sidedly) into an independent, complete, straight line, which then (if one does not see the wood for the trees) leads into the quagmire, into clerical obscurantism (where it is anchored by the class interests of the ruling classes). Rectilinearity and one-sidedness, woodenness and petrification, subjectivism and subjective blindness—voilà the epistemological roots of idealism. And clerical obscurantism (= philosophical idealism), of course, has epistemological roots, it is not groundless; it is a sterile flower undoubtedly, but a sterile flower that grows on the living tree of living, fertile, genuine, powerful, omnipotent, objective, absolute human knowledge.