The mistake I consistently make with my interactions with people and with how I argue my views in conversations is that I assume my point is obvious to many.I assume that the concepts I try to elaborate on are obvious to everyone. That is the height of folly for my supposedly intelligent claims. So what I endeavor to do on this blog is to break it down to small chewable pieces that can be internalized so that you can marinate over my very thoughts and judge for yourself which way to go. It is not meant to give you straight up answers but to make you to apply your mental faculties and evaluate what you truly believe in and why you believe in it. It is a journey of evaluating every belief that you lay claim to, every practice that you religiously follow, every trait that your gainfully seek and every thought, that occupies your mind. It’s meant to clear a path for you to attain truth in its purest and simplest form. Its a journey.
I believe that there is nothing random. That everything in this world serves a purpose and is there for a reason. But not everyone holds the same belief. In fact many of you out there would oppose my argument saying that it constitutes heresy.How would I even begin to put forward a valid argument for the existence of Adolf Hitler? What about a dictator like Joseph Stalin? Hypothetically speaking, if you traveled back to the past and found Adolf Hitler’s mother as a maiden walking down the street, and you had foreknowledge of the things her offspring would be part of, and there was a certainty that when she gave birth to Hitler, you would never be able to gain access to her or him, would you kill her? If so, why?
When you start on your journey to Ithaca,
then pray that the road is long,
full of adventure, full of knowledge.
Do not fear the Lestrygonians
and the Cyclopes and the angry Poseidon.
You will never meet such as these on your path,
if your thoughts remain lofty, if a fine
emotion touches your body and your spirit.
You will never meet the Lestrygonians,
the Cyclopes and the fierce Poseidon,
if you do not carry them within your soul,
if your soul does not raise them up before you.
Then pray that the road is long.
That the summer mornings are many,
that you will enter ports seen for the first time
with such pleasure, with such joy!
Stop at Phoenician markets,
and purchase fine merchandise,
mother-of-pearl and corals, amber and ebony,
and pleasurable perfumes of all kinds,
buy as many pleasurable perfumes as you can;
visit hosts of Egyptian cities,
to learn and learn from those who have knowledge.
Always keep Ithaca fixed in your mind.
To arrive there is your ultimate goal.
But do not hurry the voyage at all.
It is better to let it last for long years;
and even to anchor at the isle when you are old,
rich with all that you have gained on the way,
not expecting that Ithaca will offer you riches.
Ithaca has given you the beautiful voyage.
Without her you would never have taken the road.
But she has nothing more to give you.
And if you find her poor, Ithaca has not defrauded you.
With the great wisdom you have gained, with so much experience,
you must surely have understood by then what Ithaca mean.