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"Nietzsche's Coming God or the Redemption of the Divine" by Abir Taha

Of all the ideas philosopher Friedrich Nietzsche is known for, perhaps his most famous is the proclamation that God is dead. The meaning of this statement is often debated. 962 more words


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Nietzsche, Western Mysticism and Philosophy's Concealed Priesthood

Philosophy, rather than some abstract ‘love of wisdom’ should be a critical practice - of never accepting ‘at face value’ a person’s statements (particularly those of a philosopher – one who  1,334 more words


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the prison house of language

As I anticipate applying to ph.d programs after only one year of grad school, one of my main concerns is the fear of not having “grown” enough, in a literary critic-ish kind of way, to the extent that a well qualified ph.d program would require. 685 more words

From a Notebook Lost: The Same and The Other 19

The gentle breeze moves the leaves along the ground. They roll end over end as they go skyward and back down to the earth. They fly with an ease through the air, but have not control wither they come or wither they go. 409 more words

Be Yourself

“The individual has always had to struggle to keep from being overwhelmed by the tribe. If you try it, you will be lonely often, and sometimes frightened. 15 more words


Life, or knowledge of good and evil: choose one

There is a way which seemeth right unto a man, but the end thereof are the ways of death.

– Proverbs 14:12 (and 16:25)

The upshot of my discussion (

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Why someone else can explain your wisdom better than you

Generally speaking I’m not a big fan of poetry, but regardless the following will be read at my wedding, “She walks in beauty, like the night / Of cloudless climes and starry skies; / And all that’s best of dark and bright / Meet in her aspect and her eyes, / Thus mellowed to that tender light / Which heaven to gaudy day denies/ One shade the more, one ray the less, / Had half impaired the nameless grace / Which waves in every raven tress, / Or softly lightens o’er her face; / where thoughts serenely sweet express, / How pure, how dear their dwelling place. 788 more words