All knowlege and reason lies in the hearts of men. All absolutes are temporary. Information is a toy in the hands of babes. Picked up and manipulated, only to be tossed aside for a new shinier one. Most dogmas ane flights of fancy, perpetuated on the world as truths, through emperical doctrine. Moralities and norms are the clothes on your back. Faith is the only continuum, a cerebral tatoo. Objectivity is unnatural, so it is not a stretch to call it supernatural. Philosophies and -isms, stem from a discontent. There will, as long as men are men, be thesies, antithesies, and synthesies. The vanity of men is absolute, he is not happy with just being. The validity of an opinion lies in the robustness of your vanity. While the validity of a truth bears witness of itself. Democracy sits on top of a slippery slope toward tyrannical rule. It celebrates individualism and power. When any great sustainable society has to be built around the common good. By the very nature of man, inevitably corruption wil creep in . Remember your childhood. You would spend 3 hours building something only to destroy it. We are all children. Anything created by man will for not long last. If only man could keep his ambition for dominion within the borders of his epidermis, but be connected to the trancendental time-space known as mankind. Every word is a two-edged sword. Only peace can wield it effectively. Consciousness is knowing, and the beginning of strife. It is the other 2/3 of all agony man encounters. Knowlege is the light. We now see, and are forever in our sins.

- the thelosopher