Then I assert that through a knowledge of being, "ignorance is bliss" becomes a universal truth, since being is indeed relevant at every moment, and has the power to trivialize or give meaning to any and all things, any bliss derived without the knowledge of being is merely a whimsical state of ignorance.
Also, I wish to argue here on behalf of myself and my own knowledge since I do in fact believe that self-evident, logically progressive arguments can be achieved, but since you seem to think that I have no basis for my line of thought and disregard most of anything I say, I share this quote by Gordon Marino posted in the New York Times that alludes to my theory.
Nor can we fathom the idea that the happy wanderer, who is all smiles and has accomplished everything on his or her self-fulfillment list, is, in fact, a case of despair. But while Kierkegaard would have agreed that happiness and melancholy are mutually exclusive, he warns, “Happiness is the greatest hiding place for despair.”
There is also this quote for Kierkegaard in the article:
An individual in despair despairs over something. So it seems for a moment, but only for a moment; in the same moment the true despair or despair in its true form shows itself. In despairing over something, he really despaired over himself, and now he wants to be rid of himself. For example, when the ambitious man whose slogan is “Either Caesar or nothing” does not get to be Caesar, he despairs over it … precisely because he did not get to be Caesar, he cannot bear to be himself.
followed up by Gordan saying:
In America, there is endless talk of the importance of having a dream — that is, a dreamed-up self that you will to become: a millionaire, a surgeon, or maybe the next Dylan or George Clooney. But master of suspicion that Kierkegaard was, he goes on to note that while the man who has failed to become Caesar would have been in seventh heaven if he had realized his dream, that state would have been just as despairing in another way — because in that giddy self-satisfied condition, he would never have come to grasp his true self.
The article is called "Kierkegaard on the Couch" if you wish to google it.
Anxiety is freedom's possibility.