I keep wanting it and not wanting it. I atone for wanting it.
The other argument I’m developing is:
- reason as a higher power
i.e. being unreasonable will get you some of the way, but the human capacity for reason induces a species-wide gravity that results in a draw towards reason over time, meaning, your unreasonability is NOT stable.
unreasonability’s instability makes it less powerful than reason.
At this point, with 0 readers, I feed my work into ChatGPT and try to imagine how you guys are reacting if you guys existed (“you guys” being readers of my work).
I explored the fog tonight.
Dense fog in New Haven.
I’m stoned now and realizing Diogenes knew God when he became a dog, and knew God when he accused Plato of being a corrupt social striver.
Corrupt social strivers win.
The Second Coming of Jesus was a corrupt social striver.
I write for the future so much that I forget to wonder how I'll ever get to the future by spurning the humans of the present as much as I do.
"I'm an elite academic and you've painted my tribe with such a broad brush you're now my enemy 4 life."
The lowly philosopher with 0 followers must constantly attend to the melioration of the more powerful's feelings.
Is that a fair description?
"It's not my feelings. Your impulse to slough off an entire class of people who might be sympathetic to your priject makes me doubt your
Meliorative efficacy."
;)
The incense burns.
Steal my ideas, professor.
I'm practically challenging you to eat my body and rip my the plumbing of my philosophy for spare parts, because I deface the self to serve the altar of something higher than us.
I’m so good at what I do, which is being a prophet.
You’re like mediocre at the job you’re paid for, which is being a member of the professional creative-intellectual class.
How embarrassing.
Don’t worry.
I’m not here to make fun of you.
But for as long as I have no social power and you have more social power than I do, which the future will appraise as “That made so much sense you guys,” I will make fun of you.
Call me a stand-up comedian.
Call you the clown.
:)
“I thought you were supposed to nice and wise this summer.”