Status Updates From The Art of Thinking

"We 'find ourselves,' as the phrase goes, our poor neglected self, dearest of friends, yet dragged along everywhere like an ill-treated dog, hardly ever spoken to or taken notice of, going where it listeth not till at last the unnaturalness of it all appears, and, for a few hours, we live instead of just being alive,"

This book has taken me years. Part of what I love about this book is that I am hooked by this profound articulations of relative cognition but then he goes on this old man tirade on French history that is inherently relative; thus, is proximal enough for the initial conception of the book but holy fuck dude I feel like I'm watching One Piece. You are drawing out an objective in an unnecessary fashion.