I spent the night at my bosses R and L again. Except this time Lindsey got a puppy pit bull and I spent most of the night playing with "Panda" instead of doing my paper. But it was finished in the morning. We watched some movies, complained.
In the morning Lindsey and I went to go pay my ticket, but the officer had not sent it through yet, so I am to wait and call often next week. However, if he does not get it sent through by the 11th of October, then I may or may not have to pay it. Or they can bring a prosecuter in to a hearing or whatever. Who cares? I get to dress up.
After that we headed to Target and I bought some jackets, and [The Wild] DVD. Lindsey grabbed a 120 dollar knife set off the shelf and returned it to customer service with a receipt.
Now I am tired, so very tired. Yet, I still have two classes. Philosophy @ 5:30 and Psychology @ 7:00. Then out of here by 8:20, and home around 9:00 to do laundry and sleep. Then work, then a test, then a lab, then home, then sleep, then class, then work, then another paper, then blah blah bblah;sjfhajsbh
I got my first speeding ticket by going 93 in a 65 mph stretch of I-35. 28 miles over the speed limit, and I left my proof of insurance at home. But he let me go, and now my ONLY options (because of the speed) is to pay it or be placed on Defered Adjudication with probation. However, there is still a chance that I could have my license taken away or suspended. And, my new insurance card only has the dates 9/30 - 3/30, so I have to hope I find the old card, by Wednesday. But, I must schedule an appointment around 8 AM today, for my court appearance.
Philosophy is becoming more and more interesting. The Christians are offended that we are reading arguments for God, while trying to rebuttal them or object. But, now we are reading arguments against, and the same will take place.
I found out that the belief that God "abandoned" his creation is shared with David Hume, in a quick flash of thoughts. His exact words are:
This world, for aught he knows, is very faulty and imperfect, compared to a superior standard, and was only the first rude essay of some infant deity who afterwards abandoned it, ashamed of his lame performance; it is the work of some dependent, inferior deity, and is the object of derision to his superiors; it is the production of old age and dotage in some superannuated deity, and ever since his death has run on at adventures, from the first impulse and active force which it retrieved from him.
[Dialogues Concerning Natural Religion]
I enjoyed reading that very much, and cannot wait to by some books that argue a case for suicide. Camus was my primary text on suicide in philosophy, but he ultimately argued against it, Sartre did as well. Life, and living, is for the strong, and is meant to be a challenge. “Every sane man thinks of suicide,” BUT don’t do it. I would just like to read a chain of thoughts that support it with logic a priori and a posteriori.
“No logic, a priori!”
I also found a copy of [Splendor in the Grass] on VHS at Half Priced Books. This is one of my favorite Natelie Wood movies, and it took for ever for me to find it.
I'm laying here with two pillows for support typing. I plan to write an actual entry, however, my thoughts have all escaped me for the time.
The dryer is running with clothes inside, preceded by two loads. The dials, and switches must have confused me at some point causing me to walk off. Yet, I returned with a jovial spirit toward chores and found a way to make it spin and warm up. Two more load must be run through, and then one more item can be crossed of my "to-do list." Two more loads, through the dryer, and I will have my uniform ready to be worn to work, which is at 10.
I am beginning to reread [Being and Nothingness] after my philosophy professor somewhat-quoted the book. He did so in an attempt to disprove the classes idea of knowledge. "Unicorns have horns, do they exist?" An old quote, previously said and written many times; but it was still effective.
A true, justified, belief. It does not exist, so knowledge does not exist. Nothing unknown is knowable. There is no truth, and well that is a paradox. But, with "proof" behind the theory, it tends to make sense. And, yet many philosophies are built around this.
Man is abandoned on earth. The creator or God is dead, or has left due to boredom or some other emotion. Man is stranded, and has no real attachment to this world that we live in. We stand on it, we substane life from it, but it does not make us need it, and it does not need us(the individual being). We are slowly proving the possibility of life somewhere else, and men and women are living in space right now, without the support of the earth, itself. The elements we use to maintain, are found everywhere. There is no attachment to this planet. If we die, it is by chance, or a "happy accident."
Man, unlike any other item, or being in existence is free through imagination. We have control over our being. Plants, elements, and creatures do not. They are at the mercy of the environment around them. If a plant is not watered it will die, but if it is watered, and fertilized, it will flourish. Animals react to external, and internal stimuli without thought. If hungry, they eat. If scared, they run or fight. And elements are left up to the will of man. A rock can be a weapon, or a building material. Uranium can be a source of energy or a component in a bomb. We are free because we are, before we are an adjective. "Our existence, comes before our essence." So we should have the option to control who we are, what we do, and how we feel. But the imagination is, "the mind which is where hallucinations come from, shouldn't be able to make anything up that wasn't there to start with that didn't enter it from experience from the real world. Imagination can't create anything new can it? It only recycles bits and pieces from the world and reassembles them into visions. Am I making sense right now?"
So we are really never able to escape our existence or the existence of the seemingling synthetic world around us. Could that be the bridge to connect man to the world. To assume responsibility for it. Or could it be the dependency on elements, and chemicals, and compounds, and much more biochem to exist that ties us, binds us here.
Without a God, or fate we should be able to control every aspect of our lives, besides, when someone intervenes in ours. However, we could still be responsible. We could jaywalk and be hit by a car. In the hospital or your last moments in existence, you would blame the driver, only giving up your freedom.
Existentialism tries to abolish the dualsims of philosophy. We can hold the idea that we are free, and yet fall into submission, or pass it up with a self-help book or an accident. Yet, we say there is no truth(absolute truth) and continue thinking. There is only the truth, that is the subject and thoughts of the individual. It is based off his perception and his interaction with the world, or the interactions within it, conducted by others.
I'm not sure, but I've believe that I've gone in a circle. And so my thoughts, end.