Archive for the ‘Autobiographies’ Category

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Socrates and Plato

Posted: May 4, 2011 in Autobiographies

Plato faces us with two challenges. The first is to become like his hero, Socrates, and live the examined life of a philosopher. The second is in responce to a central question within the dialouges; is it possible to pass on wisdom? If we meet the challenge of becoming like Socrates, then this question is [...]

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Historian

Posted: October 26, 2010 in Autobiographies

When thinking as a historian, I often wonder whether the men and women I am studying were possibly consciously aware of the mystery they were setting down for future genereations to solve.

Normal

Posted: January 23, 2010 in Autobiographies

I’m normal, I’m normal, I’m normal, I’m normal, I’m normal, I’m normal, I’m normal, I’m normal, I’m normal, I’m normal, I’m normal, I’m normal, I’m normal, I’m normal, I’m normal, I’m normal, I’m normal, I’m normal, I’m normal, I’m normal. This is not normal.

Philosophy

Posted: December 17, 2009 in Autobiographies

There are two opinions held regarding the philosophers; one by its practitioners, and the other by its detractors. The detractors believe that the philosophers come up with unusual ideas and then think up reasons for them. The practitioners on the other hand believe that they begin to think of reasons and are then lead to unusual ideas.

Apples

Posted: November 12, 2009 in Autobiographies

My childhood is singularly remarkable for the fact that I was never forced to steal an apple.

Failure

Posted: November 17, 2008 in Autobiographies

Failure, this is honesty. Who am I trying to fool anyway. Loneliness, I am lonely, alone. We all whither and fade in isolation, we all die alone. I write, without elegance, lacking style. It feels like a sorry attempt at prose. A fool only fools himself. What a charade, does it look like I’m holding [...]

So, I’m not actually dead. I am working on it however; recently I took up smoking, which is really just a slow and glorified form of suicide. Nor am I truely a pessimist. I am working on it however; in truth I am a fallen optimist, which is really a lot worse than just being [...]