This morning, I opened Google and was told that today is Nietzsche’s birthday! Were he still alive, he’d be celebrating his 169th nihilism party with a cake iced with the phrase “will to power” or maybe even “God is dead”. Of course, it’ll be in German. And he probably wouldn’t have a birthday party. Because I don’t think philosophers would have parties. As I doubt philosophers had friends.
I’ve read some of Nietzsche’s works for school and they’re interesting and all, but I’ve always had a great curiosity towards philosophers in general. Especially those that are dead. What were their lives like? Did they really sit around like the ‘thinking statue’ and just contemplate on life and its meaning, if any? How does one manage to think about so many issues and relate them to each other and ultimately, back to life and its meaning? I cannot imagine a philosopher doing mundane activities like the average ordinary person. I’ve always imagined philosophers to have intellectual-looking facial hair, and deep eyes with a faraway stare behind book-smart glasses. I’ve also imagined them to be very handsome, tall, and rather well-built even though I doubt philosophers actually worked out. In fact, Johnny Depp’s face comes up.
And voila! This fits my description perfectly.
Speaking of perfect, Johnny Depp is perfect. The only way I could love him more was if he were a dead philosopher.
