Seeds of Hypocrisy

One who strives for the ideal but falls short is no hypocrite, but at a certain point the quantity and the quality of his fallings short must plant in his mind a seed of doubt as to whether he really avoids hypocrisy.  He preaches continence, say, but finds it hard to contain his thoughts, which are not particularly seminal, let alone his sap, which is.

A Divine Activity

Philosophy is a divine activity because only a god has the time and the peace of mind for it. The full-time mortal, embroiled in the flux and shove of material life, is too much in need of guiding convictions to be much of a pursuer of the impersonal truth.

In auspicious circumstances, with the right interlocutors, or embraced in the bliss of solitude, the mortal ascends for a time into the ether of pure thought and becomes for a time a god, a part-time god.

But although philosophy is god-like, God himself has no need for it.  Wisdom itself, in plenary possession of itself, needn't seek itself. It is itself.

The Solid Bourgeois

The solid bourgeois may dismiss as so much nonsense philosophy, poetry, and other products of questers and romantics — all the while subscribing to the socially sanctioned nonsense of some respectable established church.

Be neither bourgeois nor bohemian, the one to the exclusion of the other. The true maverick is that dialectical blend, the sublatedness (Aufgehobensein) of both, that blend known as the BoBo, the bourgeois bohemian.

Life is Hard

Even if your life is easy physically, economically, psychologically, and socially, it is bound to be difficult ethically, religiously, and  philosophically. Having solved the lower problems, the higher problems loom.

Two misfortunes.  One is to be so burdened with the lower problems that one is never in a position to tackle the higher.  Think of those whose energies are spent battling debt or obesity or substance abuse.  The other misfortune, or rather mistake, is to have solved the lower problems but to remain at their level without advancing.  Think of those who pile up loot far in excess of their needs while ignoring the condition of their souls, or the jocks who worship at the shrine of physical hypertrophy while allowing their minds to atrophy.

The higher his problems, the higher the man.

There is no escaping problems here below.  Life is a riddle and a predicament.

Truth and Consolation

Nothing is true because it is consoling, but that does not preclude certain truths from being consoling.  So one cannot refute a position by showing that some derive consolation from it.  Equally, no support for a position is forthcoming from the fact that it thwarts our interests or dashes our hopes.