Do you think philosophy’s monotonous?
Prefer an elephant to a hippopotamus?
Do not feel sad
When joy can be had
From seeing which writes are dichotomous
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Is your speelling faar wurse than myne?
Are your thoughts faar from sublyme?
Could Derrida spell?
Could Wittgenstein well?
Anserring kwestions may take up owr tyme
Another gifted poet here on WordPress
It creaks, It has legs, It is black,
It eats paper, creates litter, lots of slack
frustrates you if you are a sitter
It is very very bitter
It can knock you out
lets you walk about
It is curious to the hilt
Has a very strong built
And it doesn’t wear a kilt
It is not made of plastic
Its finish is fantastic
as I make things up
drinking tea in a cup
with my friend mad hatter
whose question is the matter
he seems quite pleased
riddle’s answer finally released
Raven suddenly flies far
contemplation left ajar
https://philosophynow.org/issues/86/What_Is_Truth
I found these answers which are good.Of course it’s a huge topic.At a level of daily activity we can usually judge but when we get into politics,philosophy,religion we start to wonder.I used to teach logic and one day I was explained the difference between truth and validity I suddenly wondered,what is truth?Then I realise how little I really knew.
This is a very interesting post on a good blog
I don’t like you, death
But I’m not afraid of you
And I know that my body is your bed
And my spirit is your bed cover
I know that your banks are narrow for me
I don’t love you, death
But I’m not afraid of you.
–One of Samih al-Qasim’s final poems
Beloved Palestinian poet Samih al-Qasim died Tuesday after a long battle with cancer, following a worsening of his health this past week. He was 75.
Al-Qasim — whose stature in Palestine ranked alongside Mahmoud Darwish’s — will be widely mourned.
Al-Qasim was born in 1939 in the Jordanian city of az-Zarqa, where his father was working at the time. He hailed from a Druze family from the town of Rameh in the Upper Galilee, and attended school there and in Nazareth, as his family did not flee in 1948.
As Dr. Issa Boullata wrote over at World…
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In order to make the following discussion as concrete as possible, I shall speak directly to you, the reader. How you personally handle criticism is related to the way in which you perceive yourself and how you want others to perceive you. The way in which you perceive yourself is your “self-image,” which consists of the beliefs you hold about yourself and the values based on those beliefs. Your self-image—like mine and every one else’s—was bestowed on you by your parents, siblings, and family, as well as your teachers, peers, and friends. If you were fortunate enough to be treated well by these people, you developed positive, healthy self-esteem, which translates into a positive sense of self-worth and a corresponding self-image. Unfortunately, the converse is also true. The way in which you would like others to perceive you is your “public image” or “persona,” which you, as well as almost… |
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From wikipedia
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Minotaur
When you begin to wonder if you are doing ok;
When you want perfection, yet you cannot pray.
Then ask yourself a simple question from my list
Except when you are feeling unusually pissed
Would you teach a fish to climb a tree?
Would you ask advice from a wasp or bee?
I know we’re all different and all the same.
Language is, at most, an ingenious game.
Don’t get lost in puzzles and doubts
Like should you drink brandy or ale and stout…?
Is minus 1 a truly human invention?
Why are our religions full of contention?
Would you teach Su Doku puzzles to your cat?
Would you wear a jellied eel instead of a hat?
Would you buy your clothes from a betting shop?
Would you teach a polar bear how to hop?
The human mind is so strange and wild
We can get entangled and beguiled.
So don’t try to live inside your head
Find a jolly lover then get acquainted in bed.
Algebra is useless for the traumatised..
Abstraction is cute but a tool devised
For creating complex theories to build weapons of war.
What do we think our precious life is for?
If you find you’re lost in a meaningless maze
Hold that little thread and calmly trace your way.
The minotaur’s a fancy,he’s not real.
Fantasy’s an option but how do you feel?
Would you teach a fish to climb a tree
Would you thumb a lift from a honey bee?
Would you boil marmalade on the garden fire?
Would you eat your dinner from a rubber tyre?
Life and ambivalence are a tricky duo.
All of us have thoughts very hard to endure
Are your negative feelings flowing like a sewer?
Leave that comfy sofa and ride your bike.
I won’t buy my groceries from a rat.
I won’t let fleas linger long in my habitat.
I won’t take up running with stilettos on my feet.
But here I come stumbling down your street!
How my heart sings 