OhPleaseJustQuit
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.Are you normally as pompous as your introduction leads me to believe?
Probably one of your favorite trolls in a new sock.
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.Are you normally as pompous as your introduction leads me to believe?
I know you are a Nazi but what am I?Welcome, just don't expect too much philosophizing here. Most of us ate the paste in school and rode the short bus, and the attention span is not the longest. It is what it is, we mostly argue.
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Probably one of your favorite trolls in a new sock.
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Then what is the meaning of your life42. Everyone knows that.
Faster horses, younger women, older whisky, and more money.Then what is the meaning of your life
Youll be in therapy soon. Those things are good but meaningless. There is an ultimate meaning to our lives sometimes we dont know what it is. But if thats all your life means youre going to experience despair when you get older and cant get those thing anymoreFaster horses, younger women, older whisky, and more money.
Youll be in therapy soon. Those things are good but meaningless. There is an ultimate meaning to our lives sometimes we dont know what it is. But if thats all your life means youre going to experience despair when you get older and cant get those thing anymore
Not yet 'Charlie' as far as I'm concerned.Allow me to introduce myself.
I am Citizen Oriol Solé — philosopher by choice, political thinker by necessity, a man who seeks the divine.
I will speak on these three paths. Not to command belief, but to persuade. And if you do not agree, let my words remain with you — waiting, shaping the ground on which you stand when you decide. That alone is enough.
Philosophy, for me, is no luxury. It is the courage to ask the questions others will not. What is it to be a citizen? To be a person? To be free — or enslaved? These are not puzzles for scholars. They are choices we make, every day, whether we name them or not.
Politics is philosophy carried into the world. The art of living together without tearing each other apart. Too often corrupted, yes. But still the root from which all else grows. Still the battlefield where civilization rises — or falls. It decides who bears the burden, who reaps the harvest, who walks in dignity, who lives in despair. Politics is not clean. It never has been. I will not pretend otherwise. But to ignore it is to surrender the ground beneath our feet to those who would rule without our consent.
And then, the spiritual. Not dogma. Not creed. The deeper questions that press upon every soul: What does it mean to be? What does it mean to belong? What does it mean to give yourself to something greater than your own name? These are not riddles. They are paths. Narrow, difficult, but the only ones that carry us beyond ourselves.
One reassurance before we begin. You may find my style unusual. That is no accident. In a world of skimming eyes and half-listening ears, meaning is too easily lost. When I wish to persuade, I speak in a way that slows you down, that demands attention. But outside of that, I am plain enough. Ordinary, even.
So — let us begin.
what does your nick mean?Allow me to introduce myself.
I am Citizen Oriol Solé — philosopher by choice, political thinker by necessity, a man who seeks the divine.
I will speak on these three paths. Not to command belief, but to persuade. And if you do not agree, let my words remain with you — waiting, shaping the ground on which you stand when you decide. That alone is enough.
Philosophy, for me, is no luxury. It is the courage to ask the questions others will not. What is it to be a citizen? To be a person? To be free — or enslaved? These are not puzzles for scholars. They are choices we make, every day, whether we name them or not.
Politics is philosophy carried into the world. The art of living together without tearing each other apart. Too often corrupted, yes. But still the root from which all else grows. Still the battlefield where civilization rises — or falls. It decides who bears the burden, who reaps the harvest, who walks in dignity, who lives in despair. Politics is not clean. It never has been. I will not pretend otherwise. But to ignore it is to surrender the ground beneath our feet to those who would rule without our consent.
And then, the spiritual. Not dogma. Not creed. The deeper questions that press upon every soul: What does it mean to be? What does it mean to belong? What does it mean to give yourself to something greater than your own name? These are not riddles. They are paths. Narrow, difficult, but the only ones that carry us beyond ourselves.
One reassurance before we begin. You may find my style unusual. That is no accident. In a world of skimming eyes and half-listening ears, meaning is too easily lost. When I wish to persuade, I speak in a way that slows you down, that demands attention. But outside of that, I am plain enough. Ordinary, even.
So — let us begin.
I’ve found that lib America-hating foreigners are the most insulting postersMost of the people on here are "This is wot I got told to think, if you don't agree with me, I'll insult you, then when you tell me to go away, I'll dance around pretending like I'm smart enough to win an argument"
Allow me to introduce myself.
I am Citizen Oriol Solé — philosopher by choice, political thinker by necessity, a man who seeks the divine.
I will speak on these three paths. Not to command belief, but to persuade. And if you do not agree, let my words remain with you — waiting, shaping the ground on which you stand when you decide. That alone is enough.
Philosophy, for me, is no luxury. It is the courage to ask the questions others will not. What is it to be a citizen? To be a person? To be free — or enslaved? These are not puzzles for scholars. They are choices we make, every day, whether we name them or not.
Politics is philosophy carried into the world. The art of living together without tearing each other apart. Too often corrupted, yes. But still the root from which all else grows. Still the battlefield where civilization rises — or falls. It decides who bears the burden, who reaps the harvest, who walks in dignity, who lives in despair. Politics is not clean. It never has been. I will not pretend otherwise. But to ignore it is to surrender the ground beneath our feet to those who would rule without our consent.
And then, the spiritual. Not dogma. Not creed. The deeper questions that press upon every soul: What does it mean to be? What does it mean to belong? What does it mean to give yourself to something greater than your own name? These are not riddles. They are paths. Narrow, difficult, but the only ones that carry us beyond ourselves.
One reassurance before we begin. You may find my style unusual. That is no accident. In a world of skimming eyes and half-listening ears, meaning is too easily lost. When I wish to persuade, I speak in a way that slows you down, that demands attention. But outside of that, I am plain enough. Ordinary, even.
So — let us begin.
If you can't get into rao on 114 youre nobodyAllow me to introduce myself.
I am Citizen Oriol Solé — philosopher by choice, political thinker by necessity, a man who seeks the divine.
I will speak on these three paths. Not to command belief, but to persuade. And if you do not agree, let my words remain with you — waiting, shaping the ground on which you stand when you decide. That alone is enough.
Philosophy, for me, is no luxury. It is the courage to ask the questions others will not. What is it to be a citizen? To be a person? To be free — or enslaved? These are not puzzles for scholars. They are choices we make, every day, whether we name them or not.
Politics is philosophy carried into the world. The art of living together without tearing each other apart. Too often corrupted, yes. But still the root from which all else grows. Still the battlefield where civilization rises — or falls. It decides who bears the burden, who reaps the harvest, who walks in dignity, who lives in despair. Politics is not clean. It never has been. I will not pretend otherwise. But to ignore it is to surrender the ground beneath our feet to those who would rule without our consent.
And then, the spiritual. Not dogma. Not creed. The deeper questions that press upon every soul: What does it mean to be? What does it mean to belong? What does it mean to give yourself to something greater than your own name? These are not riddles. They are paths. Narrow, difficult, but the only ones that carry us beyond ourselves.
One reassurance before we begin. You may find my style unusual. That is no accident. In a world of skimming eyes and half-listening ears, meaning is too easily lost. When I wish to persuade, I speak in a way that slows you down, that demands attention. But outside of that, I am plain enough. Ordinary, even.
So — let us begin.
Oriol already sounds fairly serious in a philosophy type way.Welcome to the site. I think you'll find it enjoyable here if you don't take things too seriously.
Let him or her speak you little serf.I already don't like you, you sound like a big bag of wind that'll last about 22 minutes on this site.
Welcome to our little corner of treasures!
Pay no attention to the miscreants here, they haven't been fed today and are a bit hangry.
I hope your time here will be pleasurable, informational and almost useful, Mr. Chewtoy... I mean Sole`

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Probably one of your favorite trolls in a new sock.
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I can help him by asking a question in this thread
What is the meaning of life?
