It’s a beautiful sunny day today.
I have no words to add to this.
I have been writing novels for a long time now, but I have been wondering more and more if I really want to write novels. I’ve wondered if I really just want to spread my ideas through novels.
When you think about it, the line between a thinker and a novelist is ambiguous.
Philosophers such as Rousseau and Nietzsche have written novels, and conversely, the works of novelists such as Dostoevsky and Camus can in a sense be called philosophy books.
At the same time, even if they do not produce groundbreaking ideas, they can still be considered philosophical books in a sense. I think this way, I live this way, is also a philosophy. Nomadism, country living, decluttering, life after death.
On a smaller scale, opinions expressed on Yahoo! Yes, people are basically thinkers.
When I think of it that way, I feel much better. At the same time, I feel that I must think more deeply in my life.
The reason why others get to know others so well is because they try to get a whiff of the person’s thoughts. This is not only in the way we live, but also in the way we live, our personalities, our expressions, and our work.
Simply put, art is thought, and all life is thought. In other words, everyone is a thinker. So, by definition, a thinker, by definition, is someone who has said something admirable and changed the world, but in our time, the word “thinker” may no longer be a dead word.
Walking along picking up the fragments of summer
