It's different being left alone. It will remind you of your choices. I read somewhere that Immanuel Kant walked the same path everyday... people could 'set their watches to it'. What if Kant had a love? What if he had children? Would he be the same Kant we know today? Would he realize that his categorical imperative would have more than one category?
To be a fly on the wall is a good thing in my life right now. I'm no anthropologist. But, I feel as though I have a closer connection than most to the human script. I enjoy observing; imbibing on human emotion more than I used to enjoy alcohol. In my youth, I felt that alcohol was the way to relate. Now, I just enjoy it for it's taste. Regardless if people are intoxicated, they want to see and feel an open ear. My dad always said, "Son, you know how you make friends? Ask them about themselves!" Brilliant... and that's the truth of it.
The Kantian prospective is something I have adhered to since I was first informed of it. I had been told of religion and the magic it held. I had been shown the depths of love as any youthful optimist would believe. But there was something about being in Frank Fair's philosophy class at SHSU that reminded me of the life lessons I had always known, just never knew how to put into words. Respect is the maxim for which all other life deems itself 'civilized'. A beings gotta eat. Survival of the fittest. So on and so forth... but mark my words; one cannot love without respect first. It adheres above all. This is what our 'founding father' Thomas Jefferson once quoted: "I may not agree with what you say, but I will defend to the death your right to say it." I believe in that more than I believe in anything.
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