Day 649, Algebra.

Day 649-1

I sometimes wonder why philosophy is so underrated. I write about Nietzsche almost every day on this blog, it takes a couple of minutes to read it and maybe share your opinion. I haven’t got any response yet on those post while other posts have. I have hardly any readers, so I don’t expect mush, but still, it is somewhat disappointing. And it’s not only me and the quality I deliver, other blogs, podcasts, youtubers and books about philosophy are all relatively small. The people that attract larger audiences write often about there own lives or about other people and sprinkle some of their own opinion on it. The people I ask why they don’t read more philosophy tell me that it is to heavy, boring or difficult or they are to tired after work and want to relax and don’t want to struggle with a book and a subject they are not really interested in. And I can understand all these reasons, I too work and want to wind down when I come home, but that’s why I read a little bit in a philosophy book everyday and don’t try to struggle through a chapter if I don’t have the time. Another problem is that philosophy is not easily relatable compared to personal stories and opinions for instance. Philosophy is like algebra, it is not easy to understand, and you get through live by just knowing what 1+1 is. Like algebra, philosophy is one of the cornerstones of our society, and I admit that I don’t know much about algebra and math, but I don’t discuss a mathematician, but than again,  we all have an opinion about society. A society that is as complex as a mathematical formula, a formula that most of us don’t understand but somehow, we think we can comment on it. By reading a couple of introductory books about philosophy you would quickly learn that life is not build upon opinions, that there is such a thing as a search for truth. And if most people in this world would understand that a search for truth means that you don’t have it yet, we would be more in agreement with each other.

The only true wisdom is in knowing you know nothing. Socrates

 

We are what we think. All that we are arises with our thoughts. With our thoughts, we make the world.  Buddha

 

Real knowledge is to know the extent of one’s ignorance. Confucius

 

The misfortune of the wise is better than the prosperity of the fool. Epicurus

 

 

Day 620

Day 620-1

There are horrible people who, instead of solving a problem, tangle it up and make it harder to solve for anyone who wants to deal with it. Whoever does not know how to hit the nail on the head should be asked not to hit it at all.

Friedrich Nietzsche

 

Day 612

Day 612-1

There may be a great fire in our hearts, yet no one ever comes to warm himself at it, and the passers-by see only a wisp of smoke.

Vincent Van Gogh

Day 610

Day 610-1

Men, like nails, lose their usefulness when they lose their direction and begin to bend.

Walter Savage Landor

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