I am at the point in my 'Need Bluetooth Ear Protection' journey where I am conducting philosophical monologues and immediately forgetting them. Need a mic so I can narrate it into a word salad note to confuse myself with later.
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I am at the point in my 'Need Bluetooth Ear Protection' journey where I am conducting philosophical monologues and immediately forgetting them. Need a mic so I can narrate it into a word salad note to confuse myself with later.
everything i say is right everything you say is wrong why am i in a dungeon
my professor keeps pronouncing ‘Kant’ as ‘cunt’ and wow I cannot focus.
Why is it that doing the things I expected to be boring and kept putting off seems to be more enjoyable than doing the things I actually looked forward to expected to be enjoyable? Is the former actually objectively more enjoyable than the latter, if objective measurement is even possible, or does it only seem that way because of the low expectation of the former that serves as a comparison? Or is what I’m feeling not enjoyment of the activities at all, but rather removal of guilt and that what I expect to be boring just happens to be the thing I am obligated to do and therefore feel guilty about not doing?
On the one hand, again, incredibly tired. Again, other hand, philosophy lectures on existentialists by Gregory Sadler.
on the one hand, i’m incredibly fucking tired. but on the other hand, i’m listening to a lecture on Nietzsche’s Genealogy of Morals by Gregory Sadler and it’s really fascinating stuff.
I think I figured out the definition of insanity.
I haven't slept in 21 hours, I'm working on an existentialism paper, and I just wrote the sentence " Is the engaging a being that has shaken off the illusory being of the they?" and it wasn't a typo.
That moment when you start a presentation with no idea what you’re gonna talk about, which then draws out a discussion that enlightens you about the stuff that you were supposed to present about.