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Philosophy Giants

Philosophy Giants So here we are motley crew of Facebook writers We rattle our cages spew our anger on the Persian rug- In our imagination- but, in reality, spew against the wall Of an Indian restaurant staying open late Catching any passing trade. We think we are so clever expressing words with flourish While we are on dimly referring to Nietzsche, a man So scrupulous he thought truth was his domain, and we Refer to this man from the safety of our democracy. The books we read, pulling us in the different direction seeking our ear till we think they speak the truth “Let God be dead” in the philosopher’s day so daring. Philosophy is only needed for those who can`t let Go, the end of life means nothingness.

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