Enter the cave again.

The name of the blog was suggested by a friend, Simian. Whether it conveys what I hope is yet to be determined. Within these musings is, at least, the attempt to marry the profane with the sublime. Philosophy must be found in the everyday; in the nuance of a husband and wife’s argument, or in the reflection of your hopes and dreams in your son’s eyes. I hope to engage the reader by speaking of the everyday, but in its philosophical vain. Yet, I'm a poor student of philosophy. Just ask my professors. So if you find my arguments pedantic, please interject. For if philosophy is to be anything it must be a dialogue. The dialectic is where the strongest reflection of the truth will be found.

It will not be found in the supposed dialectic of the masses. It is the concurrence of the masses that is presented as knowledge today; whether it is the truth by consensus in a Wikipedia entry or the opinion poll of President Bush's policy in Iraq. The speed of our current culture has set aside the practice of deliberation. As we move forward, we are in danger of falling off a cliff in the fog. The dialectic will be found in arguments that are well thought and can concede to their better; also, it will be found in honest arguments. It is so difficult to truly state your position when it is couched in euphemism. The attempt to pull forward in history must come from honest reflection. Otherwise, we degenerate like a copy of a copy. Once too many are made, they become unintelligible.

We must reenter the cave and attempt to find a greater philosophic truth. Or maybe we walked back into the cave by mistake. The greater truth, Analytics say, does not exist. Philosophy is losing to hard science by allowing the latter to state the nature of man and it is losing to the fervor of religious fundamentalism by dismissing itself from the speculation of the humanity's cause and reason. Will probing into the everyday of philosophy have an effect? Let’s find out.