Thinking for Oneself: Final Piece; Piece IV

In the realm of reality, however fair, happy, and pleasant it may prove
to be, we always move controlled by the law of gravity, which we must be
unceasingly overcoming. While in the realm of thought we are disembodied
spirits, uncontrolled by the law of gravity and free from penury.

This is why there is no happiness on earth like that which at the
propitious moment a fine and fruitful mind finds in itself.

The presence of a thought is like the presence of our beloved. We
imagine we shall never forget this thought, and that this loved one
could never be indifferent to us. But out of sight out of mind! The
finest thought runs the risk of being irrevocably forgotten if it is not
written down, and the dear one of being forsaken if we do not marry her.

There are many thoughts which are valuable to the man who thinks them;
but out of them only a few which possess strength to produce either
repercussion or reflex action, that is, to win the reader’s sympathy
after they have been written down. It is what a man has thought out
directly _for himself_ that alone has true value. Thinkers may be
classed as follows: those who, in the first place, think for themselves,
and those who think directly for others. The former thinkers are the
genuine, _they think for themselves_ in both senses of the word; they
are the true _philosophers_; they alone are in earnest. Moreover, the
enjoyment and happiness of their existence consist in thinking. The
others are the _sophists_; they wish to _seem_, and seek their happiness
in what they hope to get from other people; their earnestness consists
in this. To which of these two classes a man belongs is soon seen by his
whole method and manner. Lichtenberg is an example of the first class,
while Herder obviously belongs to the second.

When one considers how great and how close to us the _problem of
existence_ is,–this equivocal, tormented, fleeting, dream-like
existence–so great and so close that as soon as one perceives it, it
overshadows and conceals all other problems and aims;–and when one sees
how all men–with a few and rare exceptions–are not clearly conscious
of the problem, nay, do not even seem to see it, but trouble themselves
about everything else rather than this, and live on taking thought only
for the present day and the scarcely longer span of their own personal
future, while they either expressly give the problem up or are ready to
agree with it, by the aid of some system of popular metaphysics, and are
satisfied with this;–when one, I say, reflects upon this, so may one be
of the opinion that man is a _thinking being_ only in a very remote
sense, and not feel any special surprise at any trait of thoughtlessness
or folly; but know, rather, that the intellectual outlook of the normal
man indeed surpasses that of the brute,–whose whole existence resembles
a continual present without any consciousness of the future or the
past–but, however, not to such an extent as one is wont to suppose.

And corresponding to this, we find in the conversation of most men that
their thoughts are cut up as small as chaff, making it impossible for
them to spin out the thread of their discourse to any length. If this
world were peopled by really thinking beings, noise of every kind would
not be so universally tolerated, as indeed the most horrible and aimless
form of it is.[12] If Nature had intended man to think she would not
have given him ears, or, at any rate, she would have furnished them with
air-tight flaps like the bat, which for this reason is to be envied.
But, in truth, man is like the rest, a poor animal, whose powers are
calculated only to maintain him during his existence; therefore he
requires to have his ears always open to announce of themselves, by
night as by day, the approach of the pursuer.


Side note:

There is something to be admired at a width of wisdom, no matter the person, the place ….the soul that floats from realm to realm,

in that which is inherently part of the human who chooses to constantly live with the burden and lightness of thinking for themselves.

To live in this skin…with this knowledge, in this existence is one of the ultimate forms of courage against the illusions that ultimately destroy the very being of purity, beauty and truth that is likely to escape most.

Thinking for oneself; these are not mere acts against untruths…they are the clearest uncovering of paths to reaching the very depths of true existence and reaching the very souls which become displaced living amongst the filth of the rot alive.

All pieces of Thinking for Oneself are directly extracted out of the brilliant mind of Schopenhauer.  He is due all the credit.

Let it be known that most will read such people as Schopenhauer, Nietzsche, Plato, Kierkegaard and many of the great minds that have attempted to write veracity in form.  The words will be read, the thoughts will be thought and the supposed actions taken to life.

Yet, it is with no certain doubt that most humans cannot grasp the severity of such words. Not through reading, or thoughts and less through action.  Many will pass over such wisdom until the moment when they look at death, see their souls at their bedsides and wonder at such a distance…why true existence never gazed upon them until that very moment.

It is at a distance of perplex…when one truly begins to realize the extent of thinking for themselves.  What the weight of these actions to act…meaning, in the fibers to exist. The threads of lifeblood.

The cost of watching the world at a distance, its illusions and magic.  The cost of creating distortions of the self, to the self ,for the self ….for the sacrifice of reaching the all too distant grasp, that of factualism, truth; precision to thread the fibers of the soul.

The undying fortitude to truly breathe in one’s own mind fibers and think for oneself.



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Author: mmartel

"If he's honest, he'll steal; if he's human, he'll murder; if he's faithful, he'll deceive. Being at a loss to resolve these questions, I am resolved to leave them without any resolution." I have so much to say to you that I am afraid I shall tell you nothing."

2 thoughts on “Thinking for Oneself: Final Piece; Piece IV”

  1. It is curious that truly thinking for oneself is so rare, as it should be something each and everyone should innately have the ability for. Each person has his own mind and a life experience uniquely his own. The tendency to want to yield this ability to another outside oneself seems just as universal. Thinking for oneself is most certainly a form of courage. It is an affirmation of the worth of your own thoughts above foreign ones. Giving control of your opinions and will to anyone but yourself is implicitly placing them higher than you.

  2. “The presence of a thought is like the presence of our beloved. We imagine we shall never forget this thought, and that this loved one could never be indifferent to us. But out of sight out of mind! The finest thought runs the risk of being irrevocably forgotten if it is not written down, and the dear one of being forsaken if we do not marry her.”

    One has to be very careful if he writes in this manner. All thoughts that aren’t expressed are forgotten with time, but even thoughts that are expressed can be forgotten. The original intent of the author is rarely transmitted perfectly, even if he is own reader.

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