Basically, this means I'm going to spending this semester doubting if I actually exist and doing really weird thought experiments if I become doubtful of said existence when intoxicated. The few rational philosophers who show in this period (1500s to the 1850s) will be like gasps of air before plunging back down into the stupidy stupid of stupid philosophy.
If the world is real enough for me to dislike metaphysics and bitch about it on my blog, it's good enough for me!
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