Spontaneously... coming across Zizek

Universe is a void... a kind of positively charged void. And then particular things appear... when the balance of the void is disturbed.

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Something went terribly wrong. What we call creation is a kind of a cosmic imbalance... cosmic catastrophe. Things exist by mistake.

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The only way to counteract is to assume the mistake and go to the end. And we have a name for this. It's called love. Isn't love precisely this kind of a cosmic imbalance? I was always disgusted with this notion of 'I love the world'... 'universal love'... I don't like the world. Basically, I'm somewhere in between 'I hate the world' or 'I'm indifferent towards it'. But the whole of reality is just it... it's stupid. It is out there... I don't care about it. Love for me is an extremely violent act. Love is not 'I love you all'. Love means I pick out something.... and you know, it's again this structure of imbalance.
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I say 'I love you more than anything else'. In this quite formal sense love is evil.