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[minervasolo]

I do not like philosophy. Present me with most of the great philosophical questions, and I will give you a yes/no/why answer. I don't get on well with anything that goes beyond gut reaction. There's a good reason I'm not taking the subject. I figured out the meaning of life* when I was four, and that was that.

So, having started an entirely different Blade Runner essay, I find myself having to discuss what it means to be human. Since there's the whole Deckard/Descrates thing, I figured it'd be a good place to start. I'm struggling to even understand the summaries, so far. Mostly, nothing's looking relevant. Though I won't understand relevant stuff without reading everything else. Which is a lot of stuff condering I have so little time. And I don't want to just use robot relevant stuff, since I'm pretty sure that's not what Kolb is alluding to. Though, since he never explains his statement, or even references it, I feel I can make my own interpretation.

Mostly, I'm tired, I'm irritated with myself, I'm no doubt a bit hormonal, and I'm thirsty. I was washing up at 8:30 this morning, because no one told me the electrician was coming over for 9 until the landlord turned up. Not the best start to the day, especially since I had no oppurtunity to get washed or have breakfast.

I'm enjoying writing my new essay. I have half the word limit already. But I need to do research now, and I just don't want to look at philosophical papers. They're assuming I've read things I haven't even heard of and understand concepts they don't think they need to explain to me. I took English for a reason.

So I'm going to try and print the magazine now (once I've wrestled a new ink cartridge into the printer), with all it's nice shiny gaps where stuff needs to be, so people at writers can see how its coming along.

And, Olly just gave me a book ^_^ Boudica by Manda Scott. Now to find time to read it.


*To be nice. I figured that being nice to people makes you feel happy. That was why God was nice to us. I was still believed in god when I was four, and not in the agnostic sort of way I do now.

Comments

[ultharkitty.livejournal.com]

I agree with you about the meaning of life. To me it's to make an improvement, no matter how small, for yourself and others every day. Being nice is a big part of that. Makes sense to me.