One thing I still can’t get along with is that I graduated with a philosophy degree.I feel like I have less philosophy than I did before I was a student. The philosophy courses I put on them were:
- Introduction to philosophy
- Modern philosophy
- Ancient and Medieval Philosophy
- Chinese ways of thinking
These were the courses that included my studies.Before I took these courses, I thought I knew a lot about philosophy. As I continued my course, I was put to the test. Every time I started a job, I couldn’t find any words to say.
Until my final year.In courses 7-9, I had simply written about what came to mind. Looking back, I think I had some good ideas, but by the time I submitted them, they were undeveloped. I had a problem with revising my work because I didn’t quite believe in what I had written.
If philosophy has taught me one thing, it would be how I can argue a view that I have created from the ground up.However, the goal was not my intention when I enrolled in the philosophy course. I wanted to learn something bigger and something that had more substance. I was fascinated with the questions of existence. What is life? Why does it exist? What is death? What is happiness? How can I prove the existence of God? What is my own destiny?
When I enrolled in philosophy, I felt like I had the answers to all these questions.I remember being actively involved in countless ‘philosophical’ debates during my first year of study. In particular, I took care of the rules of logic and the modes of conclusion. Some people listened to my ideas. When I think back to that, I think that people either listened out of kindness or, because it was the first time, they had an exchange of this kind.
As the years passed, I found myself taking part less and less in discourses.I studied thousands of years of recorded human thoughts. Thoughts that spanned several themes and came from some of the greatest thinkers of all time. The more I studied, the more I realized that the problems that remained unresolved date back to the beginning of philosophy. It all goes back to different people who have interpreted different events in different ways. It was the day I felt defeated that I realized that there would be no end of reasoning between different philosophical lines of thought.
I started to hear the same arguments over and over again on different topics and all over different groups.Sometimes some students would argue that their point of view is the correct way to interpret the world. I entered philosophy to find peace and meaning, but instead I found more arguments and conflicts. The kind of reasoning that outraged me the most was that whenever students thought that ideas from certain philosophers were completely brain-burned.
The reasoning made me sad, so I stopped arguing in the courses and instead stayed silent.This is the day I expressed myself as an analytical philosopher. When I opened my mouth in the courses, I was just trying to connect points. My purpose was to explain the thought process of a philosopher, no more. This allowed me to avoid the crossfire of my peers. It was the only way I thought the classroom could learn a different way of thinking.
Philosophy means “love of knowledge”.Sadly, I find that many people are drawn to philosophy because of their egos. Instead of going to class out of interest in philosophers, these “ego sophees” take part in the lessons in order to stomp around with their self-righteousness.
They insult the smallest mistakes in the system of every philosopher and use the isolated piece to use full force to launch an attack against the academic integration of the philosopher.In my opinion, such a fight seems to me to be very one-sided. The philosopher cannot defend himself. He remains open to the attack of another and its interpretation of his text. To a high degree, such behaviour is permitted. This allows academic growth, but as soon as students aggressively claim that “I refute philosopher (X) with the argument (A) that I produce” 鈥?something has been lost.
I guess some students left the philosophy course with something I didn’t take with me.Definitive answers and an unquenchable drive to express them. Who knows, maybe it’s a mask of uncertainty.
This is not to say that the philosophy classroom is not a crazy, unique experience.He really is. How often do students have the opportunity to think about what they want to think about and express their view of it? Just one thing I’m ashamed of is that I feel like I’ve never been able to fully express my views. There was always a difference between what I was feeling and what I thought was a matter of what I was communicating. Most of my beliefs and reactions to writing are inherently emotional. However, when I expressed these perspectives in the classroom, I transformed them into analytical and logical statements.
Logical and analytical communication is important, but is the most important thing?If your argument wasn’t valid and you said it loudly in class 鈥?you can bet that it will be shredded by a vulture within seconds of you saying it. I wish I could have studied the relationship between thoughts, emotions and words in college. The fact that I don’t have an appropriate way to describe these relationships makes it hard for me to believe that I have a degree in philosophy.
Maybe that’s just part of the price of knowing more.You think you know less? You see the gaps in your knowledge. I think that if you are a lover of knowledge, you should find solace in what you don’t know. That’s what makes knowledge so beautiful, the unknown.
I wrote this little piece just after i graduated from college just over two years ago.I was wrong about one thing. At the time I didn’t realize it, but my philosophy studies really allowed me to figure out what I was up to. I thought in philosophy it was about proving what you believe in when I started my studies. Now I really think it’s about not questioning or questioning your core beliefs. I could only achieve this by spending years questioning everything.