I am temped to think of knowledge as an object that can be stored in my mind-brain box. As if I could open the box and see my collection of facts. So, right now, I draw the fact 'My bedroom is painted yellow' to me. But could I really be picking up this fact from some internal box? I am trapped in a spacial metaphor.
Then, I ask, when did I know this fact? After I called it before me? Before? Since the moment I first percieved the room to be yellow? I am trapped in a temporal metaphor. (Note: this is not to say that knowledge is time-independent. Obviously, I know some things now and not others. This will change in the future; I learn.)
"Death is not an event in life: we do not live to experience death. If we take eternity to mean not infinite temporal duration but timelessness, then eternal life belongs to those who live in the present." -Ludwig Wittgenstein
"Dire que le monde ne vaut rien, que cette vie ne vaut rien, et donner pour preuve le mal est absurde, car si cela ne vaut rien, de quoi le mal prive-t-il?"
-Simone Weil
"Dire que le monde ne vaut rien, que cette vie ne vaut rien, et donner pour preuve le mal est absurde, car si cela ne vaut rien, de quoi le mal prive-t-il?"
-Simone Weil
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