Standing alone at the midnight crossroads of thought may be frightening.
No one knows who’s coming, bargaining belonging for one’s liberty of mind.
Alone however, doesn’t mean lonely, until there’s a clarity of purpose, bitter rooted in an effort to achieve through learning, forward looking onto a more palatable reward of understanding.
Theoretical philosophy irreverently surpasses other means of cognitive inquiry, through its sworn allegiance unto nothing but its fountainhead. Iconoclastic, crude, unfaithful, are only glimpses into its free mind.
Therefore, if the reader henceforth seeks referential justifications for my own thoughts, let them engage themselves alone into such endeavours, as I reserve myself the right to provide or not references, being under neither Harvardian nor any other arbitrarily imposed academic structural policing rules.
Because I believe that in essence, freedom at an age of consent is never taken away, but ultimately given; and I refuse to yield…
“It is right that we ask [people] to accept each of the things which are said in the same way: for it is the mark of an educated person to search for the same kind of clarity in each topic to the extent that the nature of the matter accepts it.”
Aristotle, Nicomachean Ethics, 1 1094a24-1095a