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Let Trails Blaze

Socrates drinks death

Jesus was a trailblazer-philosopher. Some religious bigots killed him. And then they made him a god and thus killed him again.

Gandhi was a trailblazer-philosopher too. Killed by a religious bigot again. He would have become a god had he been killed a few centuries earlier.

Not all philosophers become gods, of course, even if they are assassinated by bigots. Socrates is an example. This philosopher had more brain than heart as most philosophers do. (More importantly, he was not killed by religious bigots.)

Religion is all heart and no brain. You try to bring brain into it and you are a gonner.

Unless you are in present India where both the brain and the heart are redundant in religion. Our leaders have created a new religion which can justify whatever you do provided you shout the right slogans. You can plunder, rape, kill. Do whatever you like. But your slogan must be right.

Our new gods have eyes which see only what they like to see. Same with the other organs too. Partial perceptions.

Gods are the mirror images of their worshippers. Partial perceptions belong to the worshipper.

Bring proper perceptions to people. How? Bring philosophy back. Set the brains working. And the hearts too. Let trails blaze.

PS. Today is World Philosophy Day.






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  1. Harshita NandaNovember 17, 2022 at 2:56 PM

    How very true Sir, the hearts and brains need to start working

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  2. AnonymousNovember 17, 2022 at 4:41 PM

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  3. Yamini MacLeanNovember 17, 2022 at 5:44 PM

    Hari OM
    Well, as a philosopher, you'd think I might know there was a dedicated day. I did not. You have educated me! YAM xx

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    1. Tomichan MatheikalNovember 17, 2022 at 7:32 PM

      This morning's Indian Express carried a feature on the day. That's how I came to know. 😊

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