The question must arise: What is the nature of the catastrophe of the self?  Is the catastrophe nothing more or less than the breakthrough itself, the sudden emergence of the triadic organism into a dyadic world?  And is the predicament of the self the price of naming and knowing?  Or is the catastrophe a subsequent event, a bad move in the exercise of its freedom by the sign-user?  Is it turning from the concelebration of the world to a solitary absorption with self?

• existential
• self
• freedom
• nature