The End of Philosophy
The philosophy endeavor is fulfilled when you reluctantly accept the following truths:
(1) Only the life of greatness is worth living
(2) Your current life is not in alignment with the great life
(3) While you are currently disconnected from greatness, the spirit of the great man is accessible within you
Much of philosophy is a futile attempt to avoid or work around these truths. Once you surrender to these truths, then life becomes about relating in the inner world.
Life to me is trying to figure out tactics for dealing with this damn human dopaminergic system in that what was great yesterday, is expected today and not enough tomorrow in regards to basically everything.
I do think there is some wisdom in incremental striving for greatness in something as a tact
When the pursuit of greatness fails, through the emptiness of success, the great man goes back in time to the truths in the OP and tries again. Soon enough, he realizes emptiness is not just a product of the path(s) he’s chosen but is a fundamental aspect of this world.
Even still, the great man goes back in time to the truths of the OP, but instead of choosing another failed pursuit, he makes his stand, holding the tension of the first two truths. In this way, the great man lives in the past and makes his stand against this world in the name of the truth. By doing this, the great man proves himself as the great man and his purpose begins to reveal itself to him.
So a good life, as discussed in Greek philosophy doesn't cut it; only a great life will do?
Socrates is convinced that virtues such as self-control, courage, justice, piety, wisdom and related qualities of mind and soul are absolutely crucial if a person is to lead a good and happy (eudaimon) life. Virtues guarantee a happy life eudaimonia.
Who do you think lived a great life, OP? Socrates? Walt Disney? Capablanca?
So a good life, as discussed in Greek philosophy doesn't cut it; only a great life will do?
Who do you think lived a great life, OP? Socrates? Walt Disney? Capablanca?
The idea of the good life is mismatched with where we are in the story of the soul. The good life is appropriate in peace time but this is the time of war.
Eventually it becomes clear that Jesus is the only human being in this world who has fully unified with the spirit of the great man.
There was plenty of wars.
There was plenty of wars.
I’m talking about the war going on in the soul. Until that war is won, there is no good life. Only the pursuit of greatness.
I’m talking about the war going on in the soul. Until that war is won, there is no good life. Only the pursuit of greatness.
Can anyone honestly say that they are living the good life when reality checks them and clears away the delusion?
Most of philosophy is done by people who have gotten to this point and decided to rationalize around it. The people who never admit their failure and never circle back were never meant to make it anyway. They will all be forgotten.
Shouldn't you say that it is made up of their thoughts about the past, and their projections into future. If so, then in what sense do you mean it is not real? Are you saying that thoughts are not real?
‘Who are you?’ or when anyone asks the question ‘Who am I’ they should recognise their answers won’t be who they really are. They can maybe start here.
Greatness requires you to first become a free agent and not simply a herd animal. Greatness then disentangles itself from freedom and attaches itself to destiny.
The one who values freedom must now sacrifice it. This feels like a test. To continue down this path requires the willingness to accept: (1) you are not the lead author of this story (2) you are being tested by this unknown author. This realization is horrifying and therefore resisted. Still, the truth remains — only the one destined for greatness has access to it.
Do you see now why the so called “great” philosophers abandoned this path of greatness, shifting their focus to the good? All of their work has been done in vain.
If you hate the great man, there is a good reason for it. It’s because during times of adversity, he walks right through the front door of your house and ravishes your possessions. He steals meaning, peace, joy. Like a thief in the night.
You both know he is more powerful than you, and if you try to face him, he judges and condemns you. For he has been watching you and knows about all your dirty laundry.
The only way to fight back against him is to identify with him and clean up your life so he has nothing on you. You can’t deny him by holding a narrative and belief system that doesn’t include him. He doesn’t respect boundaries. He will still enter your house and emasculate you.
If you hate the great man, there is a good reason for it. It’s because during times of adversity, he walks right through the front door of your house and ravishes your possessions. He steals meaning, peace, joy. Like a thief in the night.
You both know he is more powerful than you, and if you try to
Ultimately, there is no reason to fear him. He wants to unify with you for a higher purpose. But he won’t take no for an answer.
Greatness requires you to first become a free agent and not simply a herd animal. Greatness then disentangles itself from freedom and attaches itself to destiny.
The one who values freedom must now sacrifice it. This feels like a test. To continue down this path requires the willingness to accept: (
Love is dead, love is dead
But I still can't get her outta my head
So she'll be gone from now on
And I'll regret everything I've ever done
She wasn't coming close to what she was supposed to do
Really doesn't matter
Still, there's not a sadder lie than, "I love you"
Singing la-la-la-la, love is dead
La-la-la-la, love is dead
That's why I'm sighing and crying and shaking my head
Love is dead
Love is sad, life is bad
When you can't get what you could have had
Days are blue, nights are black
I'd do anything if I could have her back
But I'm just a sap, and it's not gonna happen now
It's cold, dark and stormy
And there's nothing for me out there anyhow
Singing la-la-la-la, love is dead
La-la-la-la, love is dead
That's why I'm crying and lying awake in my bed
Love is dead
Emotional vertigo was never supposed to happen this time
But if she ever were to go back to me, there's nowhere I wouldn't climb
Still, out on this limb there's only me
A damaged, dim and lonely me
Stepping on my own toes
While I rattle my chain of woes
I'm crying and sighing and shaking my head
I'm crying and lying awake in my bed
I can't get her outta my head
I can't get her outta my head
My head, my head
I just keep singing la-la-la-la, love is dead
La-la-la-la, love is dead
That's why I'm crying and lying awake in my bed
Love is dead
'Cause I can't get her out of my head
The philosophy endeavor is fulfilled when you reluctantly accept the following truths:
(1) Only the life of greatness is worth living
(2) Your current life is not in alignment with the great life
(3) While you are currently disconnected from greatness, the spirit of the great man is accessible within y
I reject these ^ so called... Truths.
1-you are nothing, embrace Irrelevancy
2-you think to highly of yourself when you post things like this
3-while you currently suffer from pride and narcissism, the ability to let go of those things beyond your control are within you.
I reject these ^ so called... Truths.
1-you are nothing, embrace Irrelevancy
2-you think to highly of yourself when you post things like this
3-while you currently suffer from pride and narcissism, the ability to let go of those things beyond your control are within you.
If this is how you view your self, then it’s how you view others. Hopefully you’re not a parent.
I reject these ^ so called... Truths.
1-you are nothing, embrace Irrelevancy
2-you think to highly of yourself when you post things like this
3-while you currently suffer from pride and narcissism, the ability to let go of those things beyond your control are within you.
I know what you’re trying to communicate and I can respond better.
The human without a self is nothing.. like you said, but this isn’t supposed to be the punchline and end of the story. You have a self and the self has limitless potential. You are supposed to identify with the self, and when you do this, it’s no longer true to say you’re nothing.
Realizing you’re not the main character is the beginning, not the end.
The self is garbage; humans are garbage; the internet is garbage:you are garbage! God is garbage! The sooner you kill yourself the better off you will be!
This is not philosophy, this is farting and trying to capture it in a jar and then trying to sell that jar as air that jesus breathed. It might feel true or satisfying, but there's nothing there, no substance behind it.
