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An Example of How Our Narratives Cause Our Unnecessary Suffering
Near death experience on the highway leads to philosophical insight.
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On Narrative Orientation & Sensemaking
An introduction to my framework of sensemaking where I describe what philosophy means to me and how I’m going to develop it.
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Getting Rid of the Last Remaining Amateurishness in My Philosophy
Insight about narrative orientation and sensemaking.
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What I’ve Learned from Bronze Age Steppe Horse Lords
Childhood Fascination As a child, when I read about Alexander and his quest to rule the world, I realized that he had reached my nook of the world in the Western Himalayas before his soldiers refused to go any further and he had to turn back. Some of his soldiers decided not to go back…
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Devlog 1: Gaining Confidence in My Project
It’s only been a week since I officially started building my philosophical system, but I’ve already developed a lot of clarity over my main argument and my confidence that I’m doing something valuable has grown. Front Page The front page of the website is done, for now. The good thing about an iterative system is…
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Why Nihilism?
Heartbreak When I was 16 years old, I fell in love and got my heart broken. Teenagers deal with their first heartbreak in many ways but I chose to deal with it by diving into philosophy and asking myself some deep questions: What is love? What is life? Why am I alive? What am I…
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Devlog 0: Officially Beginning My Philosophy Project
Brief Background I’ve been dabbling in philosophy since 2000, but the genesis of this project of developing philosophy like a software lies in 2018 when I found myself in the deepest and darkest depression of my life. Like Descartes, I started by giving up on everything I believed and starting from absolute zero. But this…
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Flexibility is in the Mind
In a previous post, I talked about how I’m addicted to making timetables and how I’ve always struggled to find the right balance between rigidity and flexibility in my routine. My solution to the problem was to step away from timetables and go with a loose routine where I plan every morning what I want…
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Sitting in My Garden
The sun is warm on my neck. The wind is still chilly, coming down from mountain tops still covered in snow. The smell of dry earth is like a parched well, longing for rain. It’s a strange combination. When the wind dies down, the sun stings the back of my neck. When the wind picks…
Rudya Aditya 