Confusion will be my epitaph...

As I crawl a cracked and broken path
If we make it we can all sit back and laugh.
But I fear tomorrow I'll be crying,
Yes I fear tomorrow I'll be crying...

During a conversation recently a thought crept into my skull and there it has been until this time whence I felt compelled to place this brain activity into a written form so that all the world can gaze upon it and wonder why I haven't been locked up somewhere far away from society...

The topic that has been spiraling into the dark abyss of my cranium is that philosophy is a dying subject and will eventual be no more than a subject one must struggle through during one's college experience. And I have a reason why I think this to be the Gospel and it is a good reason, well at least that's what my brain tells me. And it is so simple, beautiful in fact in its simplicity...

And for the curious or the bored who happen to have made it this far in this entry and there are so many who reads this on a regular basis - for you, here is the reason. Up until recently in the history of man, humans had time to think and ponder all that he or she experiences in his or her life. For most of the history of man, a person had absolutely nothing to think of whilst sitting around the fire in the evening was the deeper meaning of all that surrounds them. Alone to one's thoughts without the outside world begging for attention. There may have been others there sitting, but there is only so much to talk about when one's range of experiences are limited. How many times can one talk about how well or poorly the plowing went during the day? How much can be said about the food served for dinner? How much can really be said about the neighbors?

So mankind had time to think and ponder for there wasn't much else to do. And then came the radio that brought news from distant places far beyond the reach of the listeners. And stories that required some imagination, but often filled in the details whether by the storyline or by the sound effects used. And folks stayed glued to he radio reducing dramatically the free time he brain had to think freely about everything and nothing...

And then came the television with much the same problems as the radio, but the extra dimension of site was added. More of the details were added so less imagination was require to use this medium and it sucked the souls out of those who had the misfortune of plopping themselves down in front of one...

And now the Internet comes along though still quite young in its development, it will eventually take everything handed down from television and add the fact that actual social interaction will be eventually replaced by Internet interaction and another piece of the puzzle will be removed forever...

So we are moving from family - clan members - sitting around a fire with only the thoughts in their head being only interrupted by actual conversation with someone sitting within two feet of them to a population that just sits about in front of their monitors gazing blankly upon the world as it is streamed in their brains...

Someone else shall do thy thinking and forming of thy opinions...

And with it so shall philosophy die. 'Tis but a tragic ending to something that has lived so long...

This is the Word of the AntiCrust...

Praise be ye who Read the Word for ye are Blessed amongst humans...