Left to ourselves, we still remain the prisoner of our own Being. We cannot successfully hide fro long our mysterious Being. If we attempt this, the truth of our Being haunts us with its nameless emissary: anxiety. This becomes the prophet of the repressed mystery of our Being; with its alienation, anxiety takes the place of the scorned poverty. In the final analysis we have one of two choices: to obediently accept our innate poverty or to become a slave of anxiety.
From Poverty of Spirit by Johannes Baptist Metz
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