When the sky was black and the snow, full of life in the arms of the cold wind, stung my face like shards of glass, I met a devil. He cared nothing for peace, loved nothing but his freedom, a gifted fool who followed the hierarchy and thus attained his own peace. He was a … Continue reading Year 18, Winter
The past five months have been a whirlwind. At moment of sorrow and exhaustion, it is only too easy to look back over the past year(s) and feel that life has, in essence, been meaningless. I look into the future after being in the present for so long, and wonder how what I’ve done with accumulate … Continue reading A moment
Language can only take you so far. It is a labor intensive task. It feels like an extension of the soul, an arm reaching out from the chest, reaching farther and farther but never quite reaching the point before retreating back into the self as it runs out of breath. A forceful, unwilling extension of … Continue reading Words
Political science, and more generally social science, is not able to find concrete evidence or answers such as those found in mathematics or geometry. In one view, political science is more a “science” in the methods it employs, rather than the observations it makes. Another view is that it is a “science” in the sense … Continue reading Why the Social Sciences are Science
Art as the highest metaphysical activity Art sustains life. It is what makes life endurable, and thus possible. Art is what makes life worth living. Nihilism, in Nietzsche’s philosophy, is sublimated to art as the highest metaphysical activity in mensch*, bestowing life with sublime meaning, while mensch remains the source of order and structure in … Continue reading 500 words on Nietzsche’s Art
You don’t deserve criticism for being overtly naïve, for holding our hopes that might be equivalent to thinking we might win the lottery, that things will just all go "well." We should pity ourselves for the formidable obstacles that sit in the way of the kind of success and happiness that is so normal to … Continue reading To 2016
daily prompt: Conundrum. co·nun·drum /kəˈnəndrəm/ Noun. a confusing and difficult problem or question. WHO AM I? We carry the same name throughout our lives and consider ourselves as a relatively stable, unitary entity. But is it really right to think of ourselves as the same person? There is no doubt that over a lifetime we all … Continue reading Conundrum: Who am I?