A junk of coal in A black box in an unlit Passage at midnight.
I think that is an apt description, but perhaps philosophy is not the coal, but the search for it in those conditions.
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9/23/2024 12:48:39 AM # 1.0.0.1119
I think that is an apt description, but perhaps philosophy is not the coal, but the search for it in those conditions.