A canvas is the rationalizing, patronizing
Tool of a tool of an artist of his hands
Of his form as artist, of his copy of the copy
Of the fake of the fake
As Plato might say, of something real
In heaven.
But what would a canvas look like
In heaven?
Ideas, just ideas of thoughts, of randomness
Ideas of questions, never answered
Forever questioning philosophy
Ideas that give rise to things big and small.
What is a chair?
I am philosophizing in class
But the world outside
Is full of reproach.
Why? Forever questioning, forever wondering
The mental issue of the privileged
The higher concern of those…
“Distinct from animals”
My philosophy professor said:
– Without critical thinking
Constant questioning, a.k.a philosophy
We are like animals!
Or dead, not worth living.
I beg to disagree
I wish to disagree.
An animal is not a lesser being.
People concerned with the material
Might do so to survive.
It is a choice,
to do philosophy or not
to see the purpose of philosophy or not.
A dog is a dog of the shape of the copy
Of a painting of the absurd of a dog of a question
Philosophy is a
privileged person’s CONCERN.
P.S: I, too, philosophize.
Everyone from everywhere 
Hi!
Thanks for following me! Did you came to Gyeongju? The background picture looks like Gyeongju a place where I live now!
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Hey, yes
..I was there in January 2017…I loved it, the historical vibe and the peacefulness of the place is awesome!
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Wow that i amazing! Its so nice to came across you and your blog! Your writing is amazing too!
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Thank you! Also very nice to find you too in the blogging world! I hope to come back to Gyeonju at some point in the future!
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Please come!! You are most welcome!
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I just listened to Edith Piaf music as you have mentioned in in your poem! It’s worth listening! I am so glad I came across your blog!
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I am glad you liked it! She is considered one of the best singers in the world!
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