For several years I have been plagued by bouts of depression. I think the reason for this lies in how I percieve the talents of my own mind, a mind which can easily understand most abstract thought which would be challenging or impossible for some others to grasp. But at the same time a mind incapable of forming any thoughts of true originality itself.
Furthermore, this conviction led me to ask the question: what is the purpose and value of such a mind? To a craftsman, this question is not important. The craftmans product will be just as useful regardless of its originality.
This is why I arranged for an apprenticeship with a craftsman several years ago, avoiding the troublesome question all together. But losing this apprenticeship and failing to get a new one, I once again turned to intellecual pursuits and the the question returned stronger in its force than ever.
Can the production of philosophical ideas devoid of originality have any value? This is the question (bizarre though it may seem to many) this blog seeks to answer. It is not a topic that will be discussed directly, but posting my thoughts here and observing the reaction (or lack thereof, which might be more likely) of others to them will help me answer this question to myself, hopefully enlightening both myself and others in the process too.
-GD
Thursday, 30 April 2009
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