Communion
And there is a dialogue. For there once was a man, and from there I can only imagine where such a dialectic will take me, o, the places I may go, and to the souls of whom I may encounter may reciprocity follow, that a lasting profound influence constitutes the nature of our economy — an economy that as it flourishes provides a nourishing honey, a sweet nectar for the benefit of all — and yet, I only deal with the honest and the just! Ha! What a silly value judgment, am I rot with bias? Of course I am! We all are, but I do wish to differentiate, or to classify. I wish to speak from up on high mountain tops. The aim of philosophy is knowledge. Knowledge is gained, whether via truth or not, by an organization; i.e., the systematic classification of phenomena by the subjective mind. Or, as we shall all come to see, this classification is not processed by an individual subjective mind, well it may in fact be the case that there is such a subjective individual mind and that each individual experience is uniquely “different,” instead, as I wish to indicate, that much of this classification has already been completed, handed to me. Ah, an inheritance, remember to keep connotation, to keep substantive judgments hidden from mine — out of sight — to, in essence, free oneself from the fetters of cultural norms. I wish to utilize this medium to express my classification, my speculation. The faltering of philosophy, or rather man, is that the assertion of narrative, of dialogue, of thought is based on a framework of categorical metaphysical assumptions, to question value, and to stop there entraps the mind to commit the same fallacious reasoning of our predecessors, by forcing us to unequivocally accept a notion of truth, to accept principles of logic, rationality, without understanding the operative features of the machine that is thought, life. Why should we believe that we live in the 21st century in this geographical reason on this particular planet, located here, and so on? We believe anything through an acquiescence of a particular narrative, whether science, math, morals, politics, and so on. I wish to inform all like minds, all “free spirits,” not to be confused with those full of esprit, though such possession does not exclude one from this class. I wish to be in communion with those of a certain aptitude, those of a more nobler nature, to whom I will be in touch.
