The other day, my computer broke and I had to find the receipt to check whether it was still in warranty (it wasn’t). This led to a frantic scrambling through the drawers in my office, where I found several cardboard boxes marked ‘receipts’. When I opened one of them, out fell a load of pieces of paper that definitely weren’t receipts, which turned out to be notes I made on scraplets of paper between the ages of about 17-21.
I don’t know what I meant by some of them, but perhaps typing them up will jog something in my memory and I’ll end up solving the Riemann hypothesis. More likely, I’ll never work out what most of them meant and will remain as confused as I no doubt was when I wrote them.
Anyway. Here goes.
Did they need their solitude? Wise women and cunning folk in pre-Christian society. Set apart because “wisdom” (of their sort) springs partly from solitude, but everyone knew who they were. When Christianity came along, it was all about the community becoming a homogenous mass of belief; anyone on the outskirts was immediately and automatically viewed with suspicion?
Role of imagination in forming the world. Strong desire. Will.
The overcoming of matter
(No, surprisingly, I wasn’t on drugs. Just weird.)
Perhaps I wore a hairnet of the mind,
To stop trailing tendrils
Across my thoughts.
(Still not on drugs. Somehow.)
Why is it that the very successful always have to break out of the cycle? If the cycle were really that great, wouldn’t the most successful be the ones who stayed in it?
Is this the bread? I think it is. But maybe that’s just because we’re observing it; maybe it’s not really there at all. And maybe we’re not really going to eat it. And maybe the universe is fractal and Einstein was wrong. But right now it’s 4.00 in the morning and I don’t really care.
It’s all about definitions. Once you know the word, you know the thing.
Is there a universal linguistic form?
Correlation between subjects chosen to study at A-level and personality type/susceptibility to certain types of mental illness
To cut a long story short: An essay on contemporary culture
Why is human life so full of grotesque irony?
Disappear in a puff of logic
Ayez donc le coeur si plein, que la vengeance ne peut y trouver place.
Boethius – simultaneous observation
Existence as a temporal concept
Can you predict that which is undetermined?
Is Jung talking?
Can potentiality have a history?
To make a promise is to vouch for oneself as future. Such is the long history of the origin of responsibility. Responsibility without promises?
Pregnant with the future
Without causation, would life be suspended?
“Some things are so important that they cannot be communicated directly.” – Søren Kierkegaard
If we project words onto god, how do we know we’re hitting our target? Couldn’t we equally be projecting god onto words? The priority is god’s speech about godself, and everything else flows from that.
“Deus est circulus cuius centrum est ubique, cuius circumferentia vero nusquam.”
Is Jung talking about god, or about an aspect of the self that he’s calling god? Is there an aspect of the self with which we can know the reality of god? Or is this god?
God transcends the categories that the human mind can use, but the knowledge of god is caused by “psychical collision”. With what?
“The movement towards god is through interiority.”
Dieu est lieu?
Does god lie on the outside of the limits of what our reason can handle?
The inner reality of selfhood; how do you know that ‘the god’ encountered in the self is really distinct from the self?
Is religion what you do with your solitude?
Prayer is a ritual whose point lies in itself
Is movement any more than imagination?
“‘If a tree falls in the forest and no one’s there to hear it, is there a sound?’ Forget the sound, is there a tree?” – Peter Gallagher
What is life a tangent from?
“It is in mathematics that our thinking processes have their purest form.” – Penrose, Shadows of the Mind. Looking at his views re. Goedel’s theorem, does this mean that thought, in its purest form, is not sound? 😉
Might the cosmos not exist without our understanding? And might that not be true of ouselves? “Things are the way they are because we understand them.”
Do there have to be words about god for human beings to know god?
…reach the final point, where self-consciousness is conscious of itself.
What is it like to be, and to know non-being as my horizon?
Could we apply the notions of nonbeing and non-existence discussed in the introduction to Plato’s Sophist in a direct relationship with the concept of nothing in philosophy of mathematics?
There are several more, but I’ll leave it there for now. I do enjoy ploughing through old notebooks, though. It allows me to reknow myself as I was several years ago. And in some ways, I strive to recapture the time when everything was philosophy. I’ve lost some of that, in going to work all day and doing jobs that require my mind to be turned to them. When I was at university, I was working in a shoe shop, which meant that I could spend all day thinking about philosophy and no one was any the wiser (pun unintended…). Now, however, my mind is taken up by spreadsheets and clients and to-do lists, and I’d like to get back to a stage where that isn’t entirely the case.
But, you know, philosophy’s not such a feasible career option these days, and a girl’s gotta make rent.
Your challenge for today: I dare you to find an old diary, notebook or blog, reread it and remember fondly the parts of yourself that have been swallowed up since you had to become a Responsible Adult.