/lit/ - Literature

Where is awareness? It is what? When will it finally be over? Where does it go after we pass away? How do we sleep? How does it take up our entire being without actually being there?


In a little bubble on a speck of dust in a sunbeam, we are actually the cosmos experiencing itself.

But who exactly are we, exactly?

It's questions like that that keep me up at night. I don't fear dying or the end of the world, but the act of simply being conscious deeply unnerves me.

Good philosophy of physics books for someone with high school physics

Was he right and Kant wrong?

Recently found this Einstein quote:

"Reading, after a certain age, diverts the mind too much from its creative pursuits. Any man who reads too much and uses his own brain too little falls into lazy habits of thinking, just as the man who spends too much time in the theater is tempted to be content with living vicariously instead of living his own life."

What do you make of it? Was he on to something?

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>le everything is relative jew