Thrasymachus blog post

Karl Jaspers said:

"The world and everything that occurs in it is a Mystery. The crudeness of finding everything to be self evident through force of habit and the mania for mystery to the point of the sensational and the superstitious must disappear where genuine astonishment begins. Philosophy illuminates the Mystery and brings it completely into consciousness. It begins with astonishment and only increases the astonishment. (Only false philosophy, which carries on its thinking like scientific research into the things of the world, casts out astonishment with its alleged knowledge.) Then the world as a whole and in every individual feature shows infinite depth. This Mystery is quiet; in flaring up it becomes revealed in an unfoldment. And this Mystery is essential; in it, Being itself speaks." ~from "Von der Warheit"

Oh, and let me hasten to add: I'm in total agreement with Professor Jaspers, and that there is a certain kind of deviation from nature which is perhaps the most agreeable repast for human pride. For its sake, man loves art as the expression of a lofty, heroic unnaturalness and convention. We only lightly reproach the dramatic poet when he cannot transmute everything into words and reason, but always retains in his hands some residue of the great silence. As with music, when the composer cannot find melodies for the highest sentiments, but reveals only a weak and "sentimental nature" as it plays silently through the atmosphere on its way to all appropriately tuned radio receivers (at this point nature should be contradicted - here the vulgar attraction of illusion is supposed to give way to a higher attraction).