…And why this medium? Why should I, an amateur writer and novice thinker, write for all the world to see? Well, I suppose I imagine that this is how thought was furthered in the first place. Frankly, I am simply doing as Frederick, Diderot, Spinoza, Bacon, Hume, Einstein, Schopenhauer, and all the rest did. They wrote to one another the things they thought for it to be discussed openly among the likely curious. They sought answers and critique from one another in their exchanges. The friction amongst them and their correspondent(s) leading to the foundations of philosophy we today take for granted. I imagine too that if such men and women still exist, which I know they must, they would surely have such discourse on such a medium. So yea, I could just as easily write for only myself to see but what a travesty would that be? I am no knave. Say the noted Voltaire denied us the pleasure of his words, where then would we be? Nay, let’s talk on for all our sakes and let’s do so openly as comrades for philosophy, humanity, and everything noble.

So you see, you that undertake this thing with me, whatever it is, are in fact heroes and heroines. I am asking for your courage and your minds. I know that perhaps we haven’t the time to fully converse as our predecessors once did and how ironic. We have done everything in innovation to reduce the time it takes to do anything and can you imagine that we still have so little of it. We will not be able to enjoy fully, thoughtful conversations on the matters that bemuse us for we have entire lives to lead. Do not fret. As this continues, our little bon voyage, the days will make time where there was none before.

If I may, I think I can surmise better what I mean.