Rudya Aditya

  • Doodencrapenschit: My New Take on Philosophy

    Doodencrapenschit: My New Take on Philosophy

    Doodencrapenschit begins with the fact that humans have questions and humans want answers to those questions. Do humans have questions? Not every human has questions. Some human have questions. Not all humans who have questions have the same questions. Together as a collective, humans have questions. And together as a collective, they want answers. Humanity…

  • A New Year of Philosophy

    Dear Reader, The year is almost over. In a couple of days, we’ll be celebrating the beginning of a new year. I’ve never been one to celebrate New Year’s Eve because to me it feels too arbitrary. I think one’s birthday is a more accurate and personalized new year for a person because they’ve gone…

  • Why Philosophy? – Part II

    Why Philosophy? – Part II

    About a decade ago, I had a blog where I wrote articles that fell under the self-help genre. I had no intention of writing a self-help blog but that’s what it ended up becoming. I had posts on topics such as: If you could read that blog now, you’d think that I was preaching a…

  • The Tragedy of the Human Condition

    Dear Reader, I’ve been thinking about happiness. I believe that most people in the world are driven by happiness. Underneath it all, we all just want to be happy; even the psychopaths and the evil warlords. The problem, of course, is that we disagree on how we can achieve happiness. If only we could convince…

  • A Recovering Anhedonic

    A Recovering Anhedonic

    This is a tricky question for me because for years I was depressed and couldn’t feel happy at all. I was definitely experiencing anhedonia. I could only get excited about the prospect of doing something, like eating something delicious, but when I actually did that thing, I found it hard to feel anything at all.…

  • The Blood of the Gods

    The Blood of the Gods

    The blood of the Godsflows in the veins of rocks Touch them, these rockshot under the sun,cold in the shadeFeel the roughness under your fingers Be quiet,listen,close your eyesand you’ll feel it You’ll feel the blood flowingFaint, yet strongThe slow rhythm of mother earth And when the clouds gatherand it starts to rain;a short burstbefore…