Know Thyself

Know Thyself

Around 2400 years ago in Athens of Greece, there lived a cute boy from one of the wealthiest and the most influential families. His father provided every facility for his development. Grammar class, music class, gymnastics class, ballet class, all from the greatest teachers in the city. Wait, I guess he didn’t take ballet class. But he grew very well, sharp and talented; unfortunately, without the ballet skill. People recognized him as a bright though modest boy who excelled in his studies.

Raised in the era of philosophy, he studied under some of the era’s most distinguished teachers: Socrates. He learned a lot about Socrates’ philosophy. One of them is how to reach the state that he termed: “Eudaimonia” which means ‘fulfilment’. Unlike Socrates who never wrote anything about his thoughts, this boy wrote lots of them. He wrote 36 books, all dialogues with his teacher beautifully crafted scripts of imaginary discussions. These then became the root of modern philosophy.

A few years went by. Then a few more. And then . . . nothing happened.  Just a little bit older, but still cute. He then created his own philosophy. One of them is the idea of how to reach Eudaimonia: “Think Harder”. In his opinion, our lives go wrong because we barely give ourselves time to think carefully and logically about our lives and how to live them. So we end up with the wrong values, careers and relationships. Read more

I Don’t Know My Name – Grace VanderWaal

I Don’t Know My Name – Grace VanderWaal

I don’t know my name
I don’t play by the rules of the game
So you say I’m just trying, just trying

So I heard you are my sister’s friend
You get along quite nicely
You ask me why I cut my hair
And changed myself completely

I don’t know my name
I don’t play by the rules of the game
So you say I’m just trying, just trying

I went from bland and popular
To joining the marching band
I made the closest friends
I’ll ever have in my lifetime

I am lost, trying to get found
In an ocean of people

Please don’t ask me any questions
There won’t be a valid answer
I’ll just say that
I don’t know my name
I don’t play by the rules of the game
So you say I’m just trying, just trying

I now know my name
I don’t play by the rules of the game
So you say, I’m not trying
But I’m trying, to find my way

Grace VanderWaal

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