thinking is dangerous

Philosophy songs

I was given the following two links today:


and http://www.auburn.edu/academic/liberal_arts/philosophy/kantsong.mp3

I decided to waste time and write up the lyrics to the Kant song, so I might be able to sing them at some future Karaoke party:

Let us first divide cognition into rational analaysis
And sensory perception, which Descartes considered valueless
Now reason gives us concepts, which are true but tautological
sensation gives us images, whose content is phenomenal

Whatever greets our senses must exist in space and time
for else it would be nowhere and nowhen and therefore slime
the space and time we presuppose before we sense reality
must have an asubjective transcendental ideality

Space and Time are forms of our perception
where by sensation synthesized an orderly array
the same must hold of rational conception
in everything we think the laws of logic must hold sway

But a problem here arises with respect to natural science
while empirical in method on pure thought it lays reliance
Although for Newton findings we to Newton give the glory
Newton never could have found them if they weren't known a priori

We know that nature governs by principles immutable
but how we come to know this is inherently inscrutable
That thought requires logic is a standpoint unassailable
but for objects of our senses explanations aren't available

So let's attempt to vivisect cognition
by critical analysis and hope that we may find
the link between pure thought and intuition
the deduction transcendental will shed light upon the mind

You may recall that Space and Time are forms of apprehension
and therefore what we sense has spatio-temporal extension
whatever is extended is composed of a plurality
but through an act of synthesis we form a commonality

If we are to be conscious of a single concrete entity
each part of its extension must be given independently
combining in a transcendental aperceptive unity
to which I may ascribe the term self-conscious with impunity

The order of our very sensations
arises from connections not beheld in sense alone
our self creates the rules of their relations
and of this combination it is conscious as its own

While these rules correspond to scientific causal laws,
the question of their constancy remains to give us pause
but once we recollect the source of our self-conscious mind
to this perverse dilemma a solution we may find

The self is nothing but its act of synthesis sublime
this act must be the same to be self-conscious over time
the rules for combination of itself would form the ground
so what we percieve tomorrow by today's laws must be bound

These constant laws, whereby we shape experience
are simply those which regulate our reason that is plain
so dont ask why the stars display invariance
the cosmos is produced by your disoriented brain

Also: https://netfiles.uiuc.edu/destrada/www/ThatsPhilosophy.htm
21:02 :: :: eripsa :: permalink

Its been a long day

I wrote this on my trip back home for the winter


Ahh, the airport bar again. This one in St. Louis is different only in being smoke free. There is a smoking lounge down the hall that I will be visiting shortly. The groups are frighteningly typical, given the diversity of people that pass through- a few scattered business men sipping on scotch or talking quietly on a cell phone; a few older couples sitting quietly eating bad and grossly overpriced food; a big group of excited young people on a pit stop of some larger vacation.

This particular airport bar is also unique in that no one has brought children inside. I am quietly thankful for that.

It may sound sad, but I believe that the airport bar most closely captures my life at this point: simple, predictable, transitory, overpriced with little atmosphere.


The smoking 'lounge' was small, smelly, crammed with dirty, pathetic people and no sitting space, 3 overflowing ashtrays, and was smack dab in the middle of the terminal, surrounded on all sides by glass so the children and passers by could sit and stare and pity you. The ceiling was ventilated with a roaring fan that was only slightly drowned out by my headphones playing SAWII.

I smoked that cigarette down to the fucking filter, and went back to the bar for another rum and coke.

22:55 :: :: eripsa :: permalink

Back in 05

Hi yall, I'm back and ready for school, and I have a few neat ideas for this blog which I will be rolling out periodically and in the near future.

Also, to all you playa hatas out there, hate the player and not the nerdy blogger, because seriously I am not a threat donthurtmepleaseheresmywallet.

04:15 :: :: eripsa :: permalink