Computer Art by kenne (November 26, 2005)
In November of 2006, I posted the following noting the first anniversary of blogging:
. . . One year ago, 135 entries later and approximately 9,500 hits, this blog began with the purpose of sharing existence through the experience of one with the desire to generate other views on our place in time and space. In doing so, I have come to the realization that this poetic gesture may be nothing more than bullshit to someone else.
So, on the anniversary I’m taking this moment to share a few words from the renowned moral philosopher, Harry G. Frankfurt:
“One of the most salient features of our culture is that there is so
much bullshit. Everyone knows this. Each of us contributes his
And I would add, some more than others.
But then, one person’s truth is someone else’s bullshit.
“As conscious beings, we exist only in response to other things,
and we cannot know ourselves at all without knowing them.
Moreover, there is nothing in theory, and certainly nothing in
experience, to support the extraordinary judgment that it is
the truth about himself that is the easiest for a person to know.
Facts about ourselves are not peculiarly solid and resistant to
skeptical dissolution. Our natures are, indeed, elusively
insubstantial – notoriously less stable and less inherent than
the nature of other things. And insofar as this is the case,
sincerity itself is bullshit.”
This view may cause some confusion.
But, not in our upside-down world
in which the normal order of things
seem to be completely reversed.
This often exists because the
, “. . .more you try to stay
on top of water the more you sink;
but when you try to sink, you float.”