Monday, September 24, 2007
Tuesday, September 4, 2007
epistemology + epistle = epistlemology
manifesto?
part 1: epistemology: the fatal impact of "intro to modern philosophy" on my feeble mind
spring of 2003. that is when i was exposed to and infested with the malignant disease of modern philosophy. david hume, rene descartes, immanuel kant, baruch benedict de espinoza, john locke - they all have collectively scarred me. the empiricist approach to knowledge coupled with the rationalist claims that we could never draw unchanging and indisputable conclusions from evidence is now a permanent flaw in my mental skin.
what is it you claim to know?
hmmm.
you have evidence to support that, i imagine?
i see.
is that evidence reliable?
uh-huh.
how do you know?
[loop]
i run myself into the ground picking apart my experiences, whether physical, mental, or emotional. i believe that there is Truth, but i think it exists outside of this world. i believe that God is Truth, and that we fell from Him when we demanded to Know (motivated by the lie that somehow Knowing would make us equal to Him). so we ate from the tree of knowledge of good and evil, and where did that get us? expelled from the garden of eden, separated from God: Confused. wandering in Darkness, drawing conclusions for ourselves, making decisions based on our "knowledge" (tainted fruit, if you ask me). is it poetic justice that because we demanded to Know, we can never know anything for sure? i believe that Jesus is the Light, the atoning sacrifice to cover our sins, the only way back to God. knowledge (as we "know" it) is a Lie. Truth is not something we can "know." Truth has been Revealed to us.
i don't think there is any reason to despair over our inability to Know. after all, rotten fruit can be fun to throw at people. this world that we live in is all a part of God's creation, of which we are told "God saw that it was good." as an artist creates a painting, the painting is a reflection of the artist. although this world is no more God than my painting is me, my painting reflects my mind, my heart; i may even have left a fingerprint, or maybe one of my hairs is lodged in the paint. in this way, i believe that all of Creation reflects God. meanwhile, "evidence," "facts," words, images, any given pieces of "knowledge" are suitable slinging material. by all means, let's not cling to our pride and forget the innocent joy of the Food Fight.
manifesto?
part 2: epistle: commence the Food Fight
part 1: epistemology: the fatal impact of "intro to modern philosophy" on my feeble mind
spring of 2003. that is when i was exposed to and infested with the malignant disease of modern philosophy. david hume, rene descartes, immanuel kant, baruch benedict de espinoza, john locke - they all have collectively scarred me. the empiricist approach to knowledge coupled with the rationalist claims that we could never draw unchanging and indisputable conclusions from evidence is now a permanent flaw in my mental skin.
what is it you claim to know?
hmmm.
you have evidence to support that, i imagine?
i see.
is that evidence reliable?
uh-huh.
how do you know?
[loop]
i run myself into the ground picking apart my experiences, whether physical, mental, or emotional. i believe that there is Truth, but i think it exists outside of this world. i believe that God is Truth, and that we fell from Him when we demanded to Know (motivated by the lie that somehow Knowing would make us equal to Him). so we ate from the tree of knowledge of good and evil, and where did that get us? expelled from the garden of eden, separated from God: Confused. wandering in Darkness, drawing conclusions for ourselves, making decisions based on our "knowledge" (tainted fruit, if you ask me). is it poetic justice that because we demanded to Know, we can never know anything for sure? i believe that Jesus is the Light, the atoning sacrifice to cover our sins, the only way back to God. knowledge (as we "know" it) is a Lie. Truth is not something we can "know." Truth has been Revealed to us.
i don't think there is any reason to despair over our inability to Know. after all, rotten fruit can be fun to throw at people. this world that we live in is all a part of God's creation, of which we are told "God saw that it was good." as an artist creates a painting, the painting is a reflection of the artist. although this world is no more God than my painting is me, my painting reflects my mind, my heart; i may even have left a fingerprint, or maybe one of my hairs is lodged in the paint. in this way, i believe that all of Creation reflects God. meanwhile, "evidence," "facts," words, images, any given pieces of "knowledge" are suitable slinging material. by all means, let's not cling to our pride and forget the innocent joy of the Food Fight.
manifesto?
part 2: epistle: commence the Food Fight
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