Monday, 4 June 2012

Philosophical musings...

I'm currently alternating between wading through philosophy revision and drowning in it :) But I will (hopefully) be back soon (assuming that this exam doesn't result in a fatal intracranial haemorrhage, like it sometimes threatens to!)

Last night was quite funny though. I was feeling a bit loopy - it was late and I was attempting an all-nighter. And I ended up with the following philosophical argument (which has absolutely nothing to do with my module on the philosophy of science):

P1: The world does not exist. It is merely a fabrication created by an evil demon (a la Descartes)
P2: My philosophy teaching/exam is part of this fabrication
C: I don't need to revise.

I don't know what was worse, that I was *this* close to believing it or that it was a terribly formulated philosophical argument in the first place.

This was a bit like during my dissertation panic. It was really, really hot, and my very old laptop was propped up on one side by a copy of the BNF, and on the other by my copy of Shakespeare's Henry IV. And I couldn't help but think that that picture was all somehow a metaphor for my life. And then I realised that that was the deepest, most literary thing I had thought of in the last 24 hours :)

Lexie x 


  1. You are amazing. All the things you do and love and devote your time and energy to... I admire you for that. And envy you a bit ;)

    Once upon a time I used to feel torn between music and medicine. After spending 10 years in music school I wondered if medicine would ever bring me the same excitement. Someone adviced that I should think again after spending 10 years working as a doctor.
    Still I think that if you are born an artist, musician, writer, whatever... you as a whole person can never be truly happy unless you have that part of your person fulfilled. That's why I admire you and know you'll succeed; you have enough passion for everything you do.
    Good luck with philosophy!

    1. But so do you. I don't doubt for a minute that you have enough passion for everything that you want to do. I think the problem with me is deciding what it is I want to do. And I totally agree with what you mean about never being truely happy unless you've fulfilled that part. And for me, finding the balance between the two is exhausting. And complicated. And confusing. So don't envy me. If anything I envy you for knowing that medicine is exactly what you want to do. I don't know that.
      Best of luck to you too x


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