Meridian (Interlude)

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The Thought

"The Thought: A Logical Inquiry" is an essay by Gottlob Frege. It was published as "Der Gedanke. Eine logische Untersuchung" in the philosophy journal Beiträge zur Philosophie des deutschen Idealismus (English: Contributions to the philosophy of German idealism) in 1918. It was republished in Mind in English in 1956. In it, Frege argues against idealism and for platonism about thoughts, or propositions. Frege says ideas are private, but thoughts are public. Frege said that such abstract objects were members of a third realm. Frege also argued for a redundancy theory of truth. Quoting Frege, "The thought, in itself immaterial, clothes itself in the material garment of a sentence and thereby becomes comprehensible to us. We say a sentence expresses a thought." more »

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Yo!
Made my second friend in Middle School!
My Father reckoned fitting in with Athletics
Would throw off skeptics, first impressions
And reflections in the dating pool
Like "what depression?" Wasn't mentioned
When I'm stressing for the leverage
Of reception 'mong my peers
Ain't a blessing, it's a lesson 'bout fear
You ain't prescient when addressing
A new threshold of testing
Whether freshly fleshing-over
And caressed with a spear
"Who drank the rest of the beer?"
Put the questions out
I'm guessing best to cover your ears
In arrears from the feeling
That the serpent gonna find me
Running, let my stresses out
Suppressing my tears
Freshman year is nearing
And it's urgent that I'm stymied
Tryn'a put the curse behind me
But I'm nervous with new people
And I'm learning that a yearn
To find my equal on this Earth
Is disconcerted and feeble
Without the Church and the steeple
Weasel through the dirty "Heyyyy"
While we search for a needle
The homie Sean was the sequel
He helped me into the teams
Whether football or the weirdos
At the bench by the tree
And the green construction fence
That kept us hidden in peace
'Til our need for some destruction
Has us making a scene
It was clean for a time
With out dynamic dysfunction
We saved a seat
For the grimiest discussions, I loved it
Not that we were getting deep
There's that teenage reluctance
But we sharpened our teeth
With the meanest speeches, corrupted
It ain't enough to be trusted
But good enough for my parents!
It's so rare that I'm not there
A "Where is Phillip?" to Terrance
I've been grilling in forbearance
Since my Dad had dared to hurt me
And I wear it on my shirt-sleeve
Like I'm thrilled to be embarrassed
And my care for building ties
Would declare my Sol betrayal
Though I thank 'em for the flair
The way they stare been more than hateful
What a painful twist of fate
I should really be thankful
To realize, from then
My taste in friends became shameful...

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