Epictetus, you know I believe in stoicism,
much like you; but I discern and beg to differ!
There are words hidden under the pillows
of appearances, which take your comfort away
But there are many more obvious, as you wake,
that only feel soft and nurturing, but are like seeds
that breed weeds in your illusory garden!
The truth of others can be a tempestuous gift of lies,
delusional! Didn’t you work your ways up the echelons
schooled in your philosophy, while discarding
others that didn’t suit you! Is your astuteness a liability
that depends on others and you forsake self-judgement?
Is wisdom a book that you read to be ingrained in your ethics,
a teacher that scolds you for falling behind, or experience
that comes hard at you time and again!
And would you believe in Aristotelianism
that ventured to suggest that true virtue and realisation
comes from the complexities and tribulations of life. I know
Stoicism is the management of yourself. So would you have
two ears, and listen to the humdrum of garbage tips
of propaganda mounting at your doorstep, communicating
a depth rather than a profundity. The drainpipes of microphones
shouting to you your allegiances and your preferences.
Do you not believe that modern democracy is a loudmouthed
dead-end of soulless populistic profiteering or dangling
with feet in two boats? I know that the Prime Minister of Australia
and his Leftist government indulge in both! Even if I were
restrained, despite the treachery, to take the law
in my own hands. Stoicism knows its unbending sovereignty.
But it is really a simplification of virtuosity. Righteous men come from
preordained destiny, even if they are burnt at the stake for their beliefs!
I can say that even psychology is wrong to state that circumstance
crafts a character. I don’t believe the blade runner of a psychopath
is a mere caricature of his experience. And I am sure the disguised
psychopathy of leaders comes not from their education but
a wisdom of allegiance to unknown entities, despite their noising
of a pretentious law! I have one mouth,
I speak less from it, but that I speak out of belief in truth!
You see Sartre’s bullshit about making a life, can leave you
without a spirit, in a corruption of self. How easy it is to even
believe in easy ways out! Would you blame or accuse
Socrates for consuming hemlock! Greece had a legacy of many teachers
of philosophy. But the real wisdom comes not from pedanticism,
experience, other people’s mouths, but from deep within that only
reflects the somewhere wisdom, from too far away and too far out!
That is the authenticity that needs emphasis, not the vocalised pretentions!
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