Saturday Morning Breakfast Cereal by Zach Weinersmith for February 03, 2017
Bros! You wanna go get wasted and try to conceive of a mind that is creative without being conscious?! Wooh! The edifice of myself-regard is built of straw. Bros! Wanna go get wasted and try to change the world, only to admit to yourself that important players in history are largely the product of lock and circumstance?! Wooh! We are ants in the palace of fortune. Bros! You wanna go get wasted and dimly realize there are vistas of knowledge that human beings are biologically incapable of glimpsing?! Wooh! There is so much and we are so small. So, what do you do in the philosophy frat? Mostly drinking.