I’m not a big fan of flying. Not only is your seat tiny, but you are also practically sitting on top of someone else, who you most likely don’t know. On my flight from Stockholm to London I got a little relief with the tiny seat by securing the window in the emergency exit row, but I almost would have given that up in order to avoid sitting next to the two people I got stuck with. My row-mates were two males, one probably a year or two younger than me and one about three years older than me. From what I got out of their comments, it seems they had just met in the café at the airport. Both were from London though. Apparently they are the kind of people who could talk to walls because despite only knowing each other for a short amount of time, they talked nonstop the entire flight. And not only did they talk, but they talked about philosophy. Oh God, shoot me now. The older guy acted as if he were Socrates himself. As soon as they sat down, they started talking about “truth”. What is truth? the older guy asked. Is there such a thing? Am I true? Is the world true? Blah blah blah blah blah. Then they went to the idea of good and evil. And then on to God. The older guy was a self-professed agnostic (more atheist I think), and the younger guy was Christian. The younger guy kept defining God in a pretty traditional sense: all-knowing, all-powerful, all-loving, etc. The older guy kept asking, “If God is everything than must he not also be evil?”. Then the older guy wanted to know why Jesus was human and divine, saying that it would have made more sense if he were just human because as he was divine people would use that as an excuse not to have to live as he did. I wanted to point out here that that would have been a slight problem, in that then he just would have been a person and not God. I also wanted to point out to him that simply because something does not make sense to him does not mean that that is not the way it is/was/will be.
Anyhow, I’m not going to transcribe the conversation for you because it was so inane that I refuse to waste your or my time with it. What I wanted to say is that I think philosophy, for the most part, is a whole lot of BS. (I’m not rejecting all philosophy or saying Socrates or Aristotle or other such people were idiots. I’m mainly talking about the philosophizing that goes on today by all kinds of Joe Schmoes.) Here’s my theory on it all: Philosophy stems from a sense of inadequacy. People feel inadequate in the world, so they turn to philosophy, analyzing everything to the extent that it is impossible for it to make any sense at all. Then they go around asking people questions that no one can answer, and subsequently feel smart for being able to ask such questions. By making the world so complicated, they feel justified in their inadequacy, convincing themselves that it is impossible for any person to really understand anything. Pretty good theory huh?
I’m either brilliant or retarded, because it’s not that complicated to me. Truth doesn’t have to be that difficult. Neither does God. I am true. The morning is true. Laughter is true. Tears are true. Sunshine is true. Thunderstorms are true. Love is true. The ability of one life to affect another life is true. Even a mirage is true. It’s not truly a place perhaps, but it’s truly a mirage. There is truth in everything. And at the same time, all of that is God. Therefore logically, Truth is Everything. Everything is God. God is Truth.
Now do I get a Nobel Prize or something?
No comments:
Post a Comment