Reincarnation

How do you know you’re doing the right thing? You don’t. You just sashay through life blindly, led by the philosophy of dead white men. You are taught to believe in this instead of that and to do this instead of that. Have you ever asked yourself how much of your life is actually yours? Magic and mysticism aside, you are most probably just another reincarnation of an idea that should have died by sheer virtue of foolishness, but didn’t, because ideas are harder to kill than men. Foolish men jump off the cliff to smash into pulp against the rocks below. Ideas jump off the cliff to build a space ship that has a hyperjump drive.

This is my point: study your principles, or morals, or virtue, or whatever you might like to call it. Ask yourself where these things come from. Then, ask yourself why you should still believe in them and why other people don’t (because other people have reasons, and their reasons might be better than yours). Then, if you find that their reasons are more compelling than yours, abandon yours. Do this tedious whittling and shaping and polishing of your philosophy repeatedly, and you might die a little more yourself than when you started out.

I think that’s a nice way to go about life.