The Meaning of Life

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There are some to whom philosophy is a foreign language. We live and therefore think—and whatever this ‘thinking’ is, for some it is certain that philosophy exists only within the realms of thought. Many are inhibited by ideology, to be sure; only when beliefs have matured in the wilderness do some assign them a higher value. Would that the world was not explained so well, philosophy would have a higher value? There have been other eras and ages when philosophy was respectable—when the air was pure, when the sun reigned down. The peaks upon the mountains of knowledge were still concealed behind mist and covered with untrodden snow. Only the strong could bear to climb them, and now it seems such mountains have become small

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