An existentialist argues that the picture of merriment always talks
about the myopic beholder. The romanticist on the other side struggles
to drill relaxation into an ever somber realist. And then there are the
Hail Marys of philosophy who sing in unison the beauty of God, and yet
provide a long list of heretics on the foot-note.
There seem those organized on the values of humanizing society, decadent with rhetoric, decaying with their systems, and then those excessively objectified looking at even a little humanizing thought as a sign of weakness, successful but unhappy in their own style.
The discrepancies are too huge to catalog, and the more attempts we make at definitions and/or criticisms, the more grander (and hollow) the schemes look.
All but lay waste to one single bracket of thought - presumptuous men, egotistical thoughts.
There seem those organized on the values of humanizing society, decadent with rhetoric, decaying with their systems, and then those excessively objectified looking at even a little humanizing thought as a sign of weakness, successful but unhappy in their own style.
The discrepancies are too huge to catalog, and the more attempts we make at definitions and/or criticisms, the more grander (and hollow) the schemes look.
All but lay waste to one single bracket of thought - presumptuous men, egotistical thoughts.
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