Piere LeGlace’s Fourth Lecture
While attending the lecture on what it means to be a good person, my humble reader, seated in the third row, wearing a green pull over sweater and khaki pants, who had a 16 oz porterhouse for dinner, and has been dating the brunette in the seat next to him for several years, asks, “what does it mean to be a philosopher.” As a response the furious Piere LeGlace raves:
“Philosophers! They will choose a golden box over a rusty knife every time. Rather be a thief who takes the knife and then the box from the robe of the philosopher.”
“The philosopher will talk loudly of the sun and the moon and the mountains and will engrave a world of red pleasure with his deafening chisel. The thief will write nothing, but rather bleed words. They will seep silently out of his dreaming skull and pollute the world with their weightless evil.
“The philosopher will revise his prose, weigh it down and destroy it. The thief will offer his blood as dreams and stars and will be ridiculed for it. The philosopher will discover a thousands ass’ and keep them in his backyard for the whole world to gaze at and commend him for his husbandry. The thief will steal a single ass and ride him to his own execution.
“The Philosopher fears words he doesn’t know and would rather talk with broken off pieces of his body. If he comes across a word he has not met before he will eat it and pass it through his intestines before daring approach it, or conversing with it. After digestion, however, he will refer to it as a lifetime acquaintance and take it with him everywhere.”
as a philosopher, I could not agree more!