I learned about great philosophers in school, and lots of what they had said didn’t make any sense to me back then. I felt intimidated by their wisdom and their profound way of thinking. What did they have what I didn’t? Was it their age, or were they just born with a deeper understanding of everything around them?
Maybe they were old souls, reborn in a new body. Perhaps they have seen more than many of us?
I asked my teacher; I wanted to know what it would take to become a philosopher. Could I be one myself one day? She smiled at me, and her answer surprised me. “Yes,” she said, “You can be a philosopher too.”
I wanted to know how. “What would I have to learn and study?” She smiled again.
“Look at the word itself,” she said and so I did. What is a Philosopher, what does it mean? The word is self-explaining. In Greek Philo means love (devotion) and SOPHI means wisdom. So, Philosophers are people who are devoted to wisdom.
“Ask the right questions, go deeper, look for what is hidden beneath, don’t stay on the surface.” These words were her guidelines.
If you want to become a deep thinker, think deep. Ask more and more questions, dive to the bottom of the ocean.
I will never be a great philosopher like my idols Epicurus and Aristotle, as a matter of fact, I am not a philosopher at all but I do I like to think of myself as a thinker, someone who asks questions and provokes thoughts and who knows, maybe, later on, in my golden years I will become a wise owl myself. I already have the glasses. 🙂
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You did an impeccable job by using the word in its true sense!Glad that you have quit smoking.The wise owl in you has already kick-started taking the right decisions!
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Thank you 🙂
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Maybe they were old souls, reborn in a new body. Perhaps they have seen more than many of us?Maybe they were old souls, reborn in a new body. Perhaps they have seen more than many of us?
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I think that’s what I said. Now you got me confused. 🙂
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Ahhhhhhh, it’s not so hard. But quitting smoking [cigarettes, I hope] would put a serious handicap on your philosophizing capacity.
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It was indeed a handicap; I was the poster child of a scatter brain for about 6 months when I quit smoking (cigarettes). 🙂
Thanks for the smile~!
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Noooo, a proper philosophy needs crooked, yellowed teeth. Alternatively, a blasted liver.
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Working on the liver 🙂
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