Is the question "what is" the fundamental question in Philosophy?
And above all, quoting Derrida, does thinking really mean asking questions?
Asking questions about questions would indeed be a great pastime if metaphysics hadn't plagued Philosophy for millennia.
No, no... This beginning is terrible: let me start over.
When the Tower of Hanoi was commercialized at the end of the 1800s, they advertised it by inventing from scratch a legend of some Hindu monks engaged in moving 64 discs on three poles according to the rules of the Tower: once the game was completed, it would result in the end of the world. A Tower of Hanoi with 5 discs and three poles requires a minimum of 31 moves...
No, this is terrible too: let me start over.
Mathematics is not my strong suit, so I have to start this review with a definition from the web: "A recursive algorithm is an algorithm that is defined in terms of itself"...
Hmm...
Once upon a time, there was a king, sitting on a sofa, who said to his lady "tell me a story", the lady began: "once upon a time, there was a king, sitting on a sofa, who said to his lady, tell me a story, the lady began..."
This is a site where the most followed artistic form is music so it would have been more intriguing to talk about Mise en Abyme by "discussing" the cover of Pink Floyd's "Ummagumma," but honestly, I find Droste chocolates much more tasty: I know, I eat too much chocolate. The "falling into infinity" has always fascinated humans, and despite metaphysical whims, or talking about "nothing," or worse talking about nothing, it's amusing to discover how many scientific theories, among the most accredited among our contemporaries, describe the universe, or the multiverse if you will, as a huge box of Droste chocolates. Needless to say, if the hypotheses were truly material, I wouldn't mind at all, but unfortunately, gravity, not Newton's but the gravity of my heavy course through things that elude my brain's synapses, prevents me from grasping the true nature, or what they want to pass off as such, even though Don Rosa, in my childhood, tried to explain to me the imaginative power behind the game of Chinese boxes: so I limit myself to observing this nun carrying a tray with a Droste package depicting a nun carrying a tray... and, between us, it is a great example of Pop Art that has unfortunately become a conceptual icon.
Now stand between two mirrors... and may DeBaser forgive this little diversion of mine: I needed some lightness, even while talking about chocolate.
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