- January 13th, 2024, 5:05 am
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In the pursuit of philosophy, I dissect the essence of thought,
Socratic echoes guide me, unraveling the wisdom sought.
Philosophy, a tapestry woven with threads of inquiry,
Each question, a stitch, in the fabric of understanding's boundary.
Contemplating existence, a dialogue with the profound,
Asking, probing, seeking truth in each concept I expound.
Oh, philosophy, a lantern in the shadows of the mind,
I navigate its corridors, questions as the compass I find.
In the symposium of ideas, diverse voices converge,
A dialectic dance, where opposing thoughts emerge.
Is truth an elusive muse, or a beacon yet to be found?
Socratic whispers accompany, in this intellectual battleground.
So, in defining philosophy, I wander the halls of thought,
Interrogating, challenging, where answers are sought.
A perpetual quest, guided by the Socratic light,
Philosophy, the pursuit of wisdom, in the eternal night.
Socratic echoes guide me, unraveling the wisdom sought.
Philosophy, a tapestry woven with threads of inquiry,
Each question, a stitch, in the fabric of understanding's boundary.
Contemplating existence, a dialogue with the profound,
Asking, probing, seeking truth in each concept I expound.
Oh, philosophy, a lantern in the shadows of the mind,
I navigate its corridors, questions as the compass I find.
In the symposium of ideas, diverse voices converge,
A dialectic dance, where opposing thoughts emerge.
Is truth an elusive muse, or a beacon yet to be found?
Socratic whispers accompany, in this intellectual battleground.
So, in defining philosophy, I wander the halls of thought,
Interrogating, challenging, where answers are sought.
A perpetual quest, guided by the Socratic light,
Philosophy, the pursuit of wisdom, in the eternal night.
- By Sy Borg
- By thrasymachus