Philosophy affords one the ability to cultivate a distinctive way of seeing the world and life. Ordinarily one does not always have the chance to reflect upon who they and why they are, since the way we structure our lives, such questions are not always at the forefront of our minds. There are, of course, those times when one finds oneself in a reflective mood, in a mode of existential angst, but invariably one seeks to become dissolute within the sphere of life (whatever that may be). ultimately humanity, most generally, is swept along, never truly being aware of who and why they are, only that they are, and that they must be. Thus, morality, politics, religion are centred round this notion, this feeling, that life must be in accordance with something. More often than not we are ignorant of man's part in the shaping of the life we lead; of man's creativity. The point of this blog is to give insight into the genius of many philosophers who so desperately wanted to give humanity a reminder of his creativity. Meaning is in our hands, and to seek meaning in something external is demeaning and nihilistic. Man is responsible for man. Meaning is evolutionary.
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