I’ve been realizing more and more lately that I am more of a barbarian, than a philosopher.
More Homeric, than Socratic.
I am a disciple of Dionysus, not of Apollo.
I enjoy living in the now, as opposed to the clouds.
I am a sensationalist, not a rationalist.
I find most philosophy books to consist of useless, pretentious drivel.
Some of it is interesting, don’t get me wrong; but most books, I’d say about 80 percent of the content, are just boring nonsense that serve no practical purpose.
Most philosophy books are simply a waste of time.
Why spend time reading dry, scholarly bullshit, when you can experience Life first hand through your senses?
Why rot in boredom, when you can flourish in the plenitude of life?
These philosophers who believe that sex, partying, etc are base and stupid, what they really call “base” is Life itself. Life IS love and war, sex and violence.
I’m moving beyond philosophy, living as a Homeric; no time for contemplating how many angels can tippy-toe on a needle;
I live, love, and slay. I surge with the tsunami of Life.
- standing ovation *
- tomatoes *
(horrible acting, bad cast, under produced, historically inauthentic)
The character is cool, but yeah - the movie itself is not so great.
K: I disagree. You are not moving beyond philosophy because philosophy is about thought
and you have abandon thought and now just live. Which means you are just floating through
life without giving it any thought whatsoever. Congrats, you are a three year old child.
Kropotkin
Well you still aren’t moving beyond philosophy because your entire understanding of those ideas themselves is laden with philosophical verity.
Philosophy is just synonymous to thinking in a higher gear, but the same engine is running regardless of the gear it’s in. You’ll always be philosophical when you use a wider ranged vocabulary to mediate and negotiate an understanding of something.
You can either never become a philosopher, or, become a philosopher and stay one phorever. But you can never stop being a philosopher once you have crossed over.
Do you, by any chance, sleep in a bed shaped like a race car?
For real. I bet Erik doesn’t even have a real stereo in his room. I bet he’s got one of those jambox with detachable speaker jobs… the one where the speakers slide off and you’ve got about 4.6 feet of speaker wire, so the only place you can put it is on your dresser.
3 left-brain autists sitting in a tree, one fell out and scraped his knee.
2 Left brain autists sitting in a tree, one fell out and got stung by a bee.
1 left-brain autist sitting in a tree, he fell out and face-planted in his own pee.
Gee, so much for metaphor…
These fucks would short-circuit and combust if they ever had to make art.
I believe that philosophy books are 80 percent fluff and rubbish, but i believe their core concepts are interesting.
I just feel the authors have trouble communicating their thoughts so they use a shit ton of paragraphs and pretentious wordage they don’t need. For example, they dedicate a whole chapter to a concept they poorly explain, which could be explained and understood on a talk show in like 2 minutes. Sometimes they explain the concept so poorly that you understand it less after reading it. Or you understood the concept in the first place, and they explained it so badly now you don’t think you understand the concept anymore.
As for just living life, I find most people boring and 2 dimensional and without philosophy id be bored out of my damn mind. Thats not to say that lounging, art, and lasertag doesnt provide a nice and entertaining relief. As far as sex goes, I’m not a virgin but due my personality I find it hard for me to connect to people because they feel 2 dimensional to me. I would like to have sex with human twilight sparkle though. Most nerds these days are not hot like her though and a bit stuck up and cliquey, so they dont give me twilight sparkle vibes.
That’s what happens when you have no idea what your needs are: you end up exaggerating your actions no matter what you’re doing.
So if you dabble in philosophy, you end up dedicating too much of your time on thinking.
If you end up living “real life”, you end up dedicating too much of your time on having sex.
Either way, you fail. You fail because you continually fail to recognize why you fail, and you fail because you have no idea what your needs are.
This is what happens to a man under severe suppression: his pattern of behavior changes to such an extent it becomes extremely difficult to get to know himself again.
And the cycle repeats.
It’s always been about power for me; I started out reading Nietzsche. He is the first philosopher who spiked my interest in philosophy, not as some dry academicism; but as a quest for self-mastery.
Nietzsche and Redbeard are the only two writers that I found any worth in, for my particular ambition.
I’m not a natural philosopher; often times, I came off pretentious and that’s because I was being pretentious.
I’m a fighter, not a lover.
Why is this an either/or? Can’t you both experience real life and read philosophy?
That will radically change if you ever go into father mode and start a family, which, if you ask me, is what you ought to be trying to do at your age.
Apollo is patience (= delayed gratification.)
You resist satiating your needs in order to get to know your needs.
Pure Dionysus is surrendering to instincts. It’s stupid, animalistic behavior where you exaggerate your needs.
Pure Apollo is denial of instinct. This is what Christians do. Needs are misinterpreted as evil, and for this reason, banished.
K: and we have another winner. We can do both. I have done the party thing and
messed around and traveled and fought and done all the things that is part
of life. I have studied both life and philosophy and there is no either/or.
You can do both, even at the same time, I did. Trust me however, you can
only do the party thing and study philosophy and poetry and history, when
you are young. Once you are past 50, it is one thing or the either because
it is hard on the body to party after 50 and after a night of drinking, it takes
me days to recover, which is why I don’t really drink much anymore. my body
just can’t take it.
Kropotkin
The either/or thing is reduced to the thinkable level, where only it can understand or it comes late in life. otherwise if attempted too early, it tears either apart becoming, well, unthinkable.
This proves for some, moving away from philosophy
becomes unthinkable.
2op
So that you can compare and contrast that with others who’s done the same. You are the sword and contrast [the world] is the forge!
I admit I don’t read books much either, which is why I come here. Somewhere along the line ‘understanding’ got replaced with babble. If they have to write more than a paragraph, they are probably saying more than one thing. If they say many things, then for that to ultimately make sense they have to resolve into one. The more items you speak of collectively [e.g. In a book] the less likely there will be any coherent meaning to that collective = babble.
Perhaps multiply Zen by Viking or some such thing? Meet the challenge of those who come into the drawn circle!
= philosophy [of a kind].
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I was a bit rash in my OP.
I have not abandoned philosophy.
Here is the thing with myself: I’m very extreme, an either-or person. Either I devote myself entirely to something, or not at all.
Perpetualburn stated it well, that my style is bi-polar.
I’m not emotionally bi-polar (switching between extreme elation and extreme melancholia), but stylistically, I am.
There is sex and violence in philosophy, actually; giving birth to new ideas and destroying false ones; challenging people to intellectual duels.