All my life I had lived with a strong sense of morality. How do you give it up? How do you do things you thought you’d never do? Where do all the things you believed go, when all the supporting structure is found to be a myth? How do you know how or on what to take a moral stand, how do you behave when it turns out there are no cosmic rules, no categorical imperatives? It was difficult. So tricky to untangle. I still remember the deep sense of loss. The pain almost killed me.
The way Soren choses to live his life in the face of this crisis stands in stark contrast to the Direites, who choose a much less compassionate path. Having an external system as a supporting structure at least gives a society something to hew to, flawed as it may be.
