A Poem of Philosophy
Written Before the Exam
by Michael Schnaars
On my island
Metalinguistic assessments
Turn propositions into p’s;
I see native axioms earn possibilities;
Flowering quantifiers restrict
Over oceanic variables pelagic sets of T’s and F’s;
In fertile (quick)sand modalities
My church of trees, abstract ontologies;
Fruitful Gettier fern epi-stems rise
Potentialized, actualized,
Platonized, nominalized,
Structuralized, analyzed,
Syllogized and derived;
If _ then
Or
And Not.
Cautious white sun beams unblemished
At the stream of reason
On the altar of truth (and falsity)
By the Cave existentially challenged
I bask and slowly unwind.
For Love of Tender Recondity
- snaars
- Cognoscension, MY, United States
- If it can be spoken, then it is not the true snaars. Snaars should not be mistaken for his mortal alter-ego, snaars. This earthly manifestation of snaars - or snaarsissistic prophet, if you will - is a rather unambitious thirtysomething recent college graduate with a bachelor's degree in philosophy and a minor in religious studies. A devoted husband, and father of three beautiful snaars daughters, Snaars blogs about his life, his times, his family, favorite song lyrics, nonsense, wisdom, atheism, metaphysics, science, rationality, and the snaars. Snaars likes to remove old words from the back of the cupboard, polish them up, and display them in fresh ways. Feel free to expand the horizons of discourse, because snaars has ever-unplumbed depths of mutifacetedness. And humility. (If only the world knew the perplexity of my condition, for Snaars could be so easily consumed by vanity!)
La lettre d'écarlate de l'athéisme, snaarsassiste
TCPS
UCS
Iraq war web sites
Cost of the War in Iraq
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2 comments:
Arglor said ... what?
What a letdown. It's like you opened your mouth to speak, said nothing and walked away.
I guess you were too awed. Yeah, that's it. You were so impressed you didn't want to defile the majestic silence. Okay, I can respect that.
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