Nobody, really, not even my dad, who was a highly erratic, hedonistic, vain, angry and two-faced man.
I read books/texts written by men with varying degrees of wisdom and maturity (or written about them), took what I found important and spoke to me and discarded the rest. If we’re being honest, two certainly made an impact on me and made me feel “seen”: Diogenes and Jesus. Solomon came much later (and Muhammad, for those who believe, was just accurately sharing a message from the Divine so I don’t know if I can include him here), in my mid 20s, so I’m not counting him. But I went through a lot of Greek and continental philosophy and there is much to learn therein, if anything to “deprogram” yourself if necessary and to learn to think in earnest, but I find many conclusions flawed and/or disruptive to uhh eudaimonia and the result of emotional instability/depression and/or getting lost in the sauce, losing connection to reality because they stayed in abstractions (Nietzsche, Schopie and Hegel, for example). Evidently, they wouldn’t do, but the big dawg and the J-man? They get it. 😀
PS: I don’t remember much of my maternal grandpa, but the little I do recall shows me he was a faithful and loving husband, a responsible family man, and an athletic teetotaler (my grandma drank though, lol). Now that I think about it, maybe he impacted me more than I gave him credit for, my memory is just garbage but some things remain.
Nobody, really, not even my dad, who was a highly erratic, hedonistic, vain, angry and two-faced man.
I read books/texts written by men with varying degrees of wisdom and maturity (or written about them), took what I found important and spoke to me and discarded the rest. If we’re being honest, two certainly made an impact on me and made me feel “seen”: Diogenes and Jesus. Solomon came much later (and Muhammad, for those who believe, was just accurately sharing a message from the Divine so I don’t know if I can include him here), in my mid 20s, so I’m not counting him. But I went through a lot of Greek and continental philosophy and there is much to learn therein, if anything to “deprogram” yourself if necessary and to learn to think in earnest, but I find many conclusions flawed and/or disruptive to uhh eudaimonia and the result of emotional instability/depression and/or getting lost in the sauce, losing connection to reality because they stayed in abstractions (Nietzsche, Schopie and Hegel, for example). Evidently, they wouldn’t do, but the big dawg and the J-man? They get it. 😀
PS: I don’t remember much of my maternal grandpa, but the little I do recall shows me he was a faithful and loving husband, a responsible family man, and an athletic teetotaler (my grandma drank though, lol). Now that I think about it, maybe he impacted me more than I gave him credit for, my memory is just garbage but some things remain.