Informal Lumberjack Philosophy
Chopping logs in half "ad-nauseam" reveals an interesting perspective regarding the duality of "living" and "dying".
Simone de Beauvoir
Hello! I make stop-motion animation philosophy videos atop of the instrumentals I produce. In this video, two birds briefly discuss five ways in which people avoid being free. These methods were outlined in Simone De Beauvoir's seminal work: The Ethics of Ambiguity.I hope you enjoy :) Artin Salimi
Awareness
The consciousness of the human mind is composed of: general knowledge, problem solving, and intention (either selfish or selfless). These components are pondered during introspection, which is the conversation between brain hemispheres. Each of these abilities are associated with: the body (pathos), the mind (logos), and the spirit (ethos). These three parts are the building blocks of consciou...
Lorenzo Benitez - Column on Philosophy/Future of VR
I'd like to write an article, or articles, that summarizes the process of attaining an intermediate knowledge of virtual reality design and/or the extent to which VR will displace traditional moving image mediums, whether it be films shown in cinemas or online video. I am currently amidst the process myself of learning about VR design after having sensed a powerful reckoning upon first wearing...
Letter from a sixteen-year-old boy, on a spinning marble in a lonely corner of the Universe.
I always like to start a philosophical conversation with a story to set the tone. Said story tends to be about a debate I had with my IB psychology teacher. I’m an aspiring neuroscientist, here to poke at your brain and confine my view of YOU to it. I’m a reductionist; that is the goal of science. She on the other hand is concerned for the mental wellbeing of all other immediate parties conce...
Not articles per se but poetry and music that are about the broader world the topics of which I could turn into articles
Poem about black joy entitledRiver Road Crossing
The cosmos sleeps in water,oscillating in and out of REM cycles like a capricious rainy day where you can’t seem to keep yourself from outside and you had plans to play 3 on 3 with your brother and dadand to mow the lawn for your neighbor Ms. Maggiein exchange for twenty dollars and a lecture on how unsafe the world is.At one moment it is full a...
Soliloquy
Soliloquy 2020 50.8cm*76.2cm/ 70cm*100cm/ 50.8cm*76.2cm Oil on CanvasThe cause, the reason is just an imagination after an existing result.“Why put the flower on the floor? Why is it a bunch of flowers instead of one? Why is the flower red? Why choose the Alstroemeria? Why choose the flower? Why……”“Because I don’t have a vase. Because I bought a bunch instead of one. Because I love red. Becau...
Gibberish
Home
202045.7cm*35.6cmOil on Canvas boardHomeStanding in the empty field.Surrounded by the dying straw.I look at the stormy sky,I guess I’m trapped.“There are ways,” you said.Up to the sky.Down beneath the fence.I look at the stormy sky,I think I’m trapped.You blame me for ignoring the ways,but do I really have a choice?I don’t have wings to fly towards the sky.I can’t trick myself to pass thr...
Swell
Anull conditions.Conditions anull. If you have virtues, may they swell like the sea and be-unconditional
A Break in Silence
Concerned with all problems that plagued him, a turn to the subconscious held great intention. “How beautiful it is to finally indulge in the great infinite?” He tired the topics of old, grew on the new and collapsed into the worn leather armchair he had dragged– against its will– through the last 22 years of living situations.“How do you fold your mind continuously without a hint of exhaustion...
IT WAS YOUR HANDS GOT ME
When you died it was your hands that got me.Your kidneys failed.Your hands swelled up.Those were never your hands.They were your handsBut they were never your hands.I held them tight, in the momentFor letting go. I had to learn thenTo let you go. When all you had to do to save yourselfWas sit in the chair,Don’t move,Ring your bell if you need to moveAnd we’ll help you, but with your compulsion...