Speaking of the
Lens Grinder, here are, off the top of my head, a half-dozen philosophy books I
would absolutely love to read, to notate, to study, to digest, to be able to
sit back and experience some orgasmic degree percentage of satori:
Ethics, by Spinoza
Being and Time, by Heidegger
Critique of Practical Reason, by Kant
Monadology, by Leibniz
The World as Will and Representation, by Schopenhauer
Being and Nothingness, by Sartre
Should
have been a philosophy major in college.
But then again, I need to be in a certain mood for this kinda stuff, and
I haven’t found the on/off switch for it and, at the mid-point of life,
probably never will.
(I actually have
the first five lying about somewhere in the stacks of books in the
basement. Maybe I’ll pick one up and
read a first chapter – or first page – or first sentence, as the case may be –
this weekend, if only to exercise my brain embattled from a week of pointless
meaningless stress …)
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