Hmmmmmmmm...
Well shit. I haven't posted here in a month. Oh boy. Now i've lost all the readers i ever had.
It's funny. The more I feel comfortable about the idea of going to school five more years to get a Ph. D. in philosophy, the more I feel like telling people they're stupid for believing most of what they believe, because they haven't "thought" about it enough. It almost makes me want to forget all that pacifist crap and actually start fighting to rid the world of stupid people.
But this can't work.
But perhaps nothing works. We blindly fumble through darkness hoping that something'll be the magic key, the one thing that'll make existence "Okay."
This doesn't exist. Or: you'll find it, then tell people to do the same; they'll say no; you'll say "you're stupid--you're loss...to fucking bad for you."
A: I think this is true because of this.
B: You're nuts. I don't see that at all. In fact I see it's like that because of that.
Over and over again we go. But maybe we can hope to be spiraling inward instead of just going around in circles.
That's my hope right now, and why i'm doing what i'm doing...i.e. going to do, i.e. go to school.
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As one of those friends who took several philosophy courses, I can say your pursuit is very good. If it takes awhile for everything to shake out after you've spent so much time in your brain and so little in the sunlight, so be it. I recommend wise doses of both philosophy and sunlight. (A little water and fertilizer won't hurt, either.)
Mr. Ted's unshaken beliefs are the result of his random (okay, probably selective) absorption of millenia worth of hard-working philosophers/gurus/ teachers seeking rightness. Maybe he doesn't want to do the work, but someone should. Must continue to refine and update our understandings for future generations of teds to latch onto.
Attaboy, David.
~Another one of Jessica's interfering friends. (I'm Kirsten--we met once, and now we are in a bookring together.)
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