February 26, 2005

See, this is what happens when you let a Lit student talk Philosophy…

All right. I was supposedly doing a fairly straight forward essay on the visionary aspects of Romantic poetry, and then suddenly, without me really knowing it, I was wandering the Philosophy section of the library and holding forth on aspects of the self and perception from within the self (or words to that effect).

So anyway, this led on to the very big deep meaningful question which is now forming the crux of my essay – do things exist if you yourself do not have them/see them? A bit like that whole cat in a box thing and trees falling in the woods a lot. Marvel at my grasp of pop philosophy.

And then, in an enthusiastic (and very very procrastinatery) manner, I applied this to my own life.

So here, in case you were wondering, is a list of the Things That Do and Do Not Exist At This Moment In Time.

Things That Exist
261 words of my essay
An empty chocolate wrapper
A big pile of papers covering my entire floor
Two very loud men and a big truck of gravel outside my window
Two spades being used to chuck around said gravel in a very raucous screechy annoying manner all. bloody. day.
Another empty chocolate wrapper

Things That Do Not Exist
Chocolate
3239 words of my essay
Men
Money
Pens that work
My carpet
Heating
My concentration

Hmm. Whose brilliant idea was it to ask for breadth in Lit essays anyway?


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  1. Why don't Men exist?

    21 Mar 2005, 01:54

  2. The same way that the carpet doesn't exist.

    Out of interest, does the glass in the window exist?

    22 Mar 2005, 22:11

  3. On that particular day, probably, as I was in the sort of mood where everything was getting on my nerves, so probably the glass would exist because of the fact it was dirty and needed a good clean, and it also because of its non-soundproofed ablilities… It was a jolly day indeed…

    Now, of course, it doesn't, as I'm 50 miles away from it and therefore cannot see it at all…

    24 Mar 2005, 16:02


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