But we are actually fresh ex-apes, randomly born on a speck of dust, we can never approach any actual universality: we, as we now are, will never be and think for all eternity, for all places, all situations, timelessly. That is not us. — hwyl
What I like about art is that it is consciously, almost self-evidently local and personal and reaches from that towards universal with usually never believing actually of achieving it. — hwyl
I guess it is the kind of the place where you would go after the utter miracle of Ulysses - and I would still say a cul-de-sac, but obviously bloody impressive for it. — hwyl
I agree, but I see that as a quasi-Kantian point. And Braver's book on antirealism, which I mentioned above, basically moves from Kant toward that view expressed above. While I do agree with you, it's still a form of 'negative' metaphysics, using the very organ whose flaws are being pointed out to delineate that organ's limits. And yet I mostly agree. I'd just say the maybe we also have to be humble about our knowledge of the limits of our knowledge. (And this seems to bite back too.) — igjugarjuk
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