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It’s come–the dues. They won’t let me go. I have no money for them anyways. I won’t go anywhere.

Giulia.

Soft, pale light… I’ve thought for three days for a description of its interior design but I could come up with nothing but that it is simple… that it is elegant and of the stupor of dreams… And I cannot penetrate it because… it looks so soft, voluptuous… the senses rupture. Some kind of decadence.

On a more serious note, I don’t understand the epistemological explorations of the construct of mind and matter, or why it is even worthwhile to consider them in a classroom, asking questions like whether some prefer to side with dualism and not physicalism. What is the point here? So what if I prefer a physicalist theory and side with the students who think I’m a brain in a vat? Am I going to stop interacting with people and lie on my bed, thinking that all is well because if I go on living, it’ll be only because I’m a brain in a vat, such that all my simulations are as real as actual objects and that the theory offers no lack of motivations when it is equally likely that I’m a dumbass brain in a possibility equally simulated vat? If there is a truth, its that I won’t stop bussing my ass off for some money and squeezing out some minuscule purpose to live for like any other person. My excessive engagement with any epistemological theories lack a physical precedence, and so it doesn’t advance anything in the demands of day-to-day life. It does not engage nor align nor accord with an objective ‘picture’ of everyday life, and the obsesssion of the “vagueness of the whole idea of understanding” loses ground when a true preposition of such an abstract theory only finds ground with an “infinite conjunction of its instances,” which in short, the actual, objective occuresences of real life do not realize. If the point of philosophy is to better explain something (for me at least), then I have no business discussing mind and matter to my TA than get a mark and graduate.