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The Best Way to Leave

What is the most graceful way to drift apart? Is it through the tender embrace of hugs, the lingering touch of kisses, or the solemn finality of a handshake, marking a formal adieu? Or perhaps it is in the art of gently withdrawing from one’s life, a departure so subtle, so delicately orchestrated, that it escapes notice. It's a dance of quiet goodbyes, where each step is measured, carefully taken to avoid the stir of consciousness or the ruffle of awareness. Then, on a day perhaps touched by the tender nostalgia of a shared memory, she might sense an unspoken change. If she perceives it, she may have already woven herself into the fabric of a life without your presence. Could this silent slipping away be the most elegant manner of parting? There’s no grand declaration of farewell, just a soundless retreat, a vanishing act designed to shield from the sharp sting of immediate sorrow, or perhaps from sorrow altogether. It is a way of letting her acclimate, gently and gradually, until...

Writing and me

Throughout my childhood and adolescence, I always aspired to be a writer. I started journaling when I was five years old, even before primary school started and before I could fluently express myself in written Chinese words, since there were still many Chinese characters that I did not know. As a child, I always loved to write and such love was inexplicable. Now when I think about this, maybe I should thank my mom since she intentionally filled my childhood with all kinds of interesting books and often took me to the library with her, which cultivated my love for reading. I could immerse myself in the world of books so much that I became detached from the reality, and when I finished a book, which was also when I was forced back to the mundane reality, I always felt tremendous sadness since I therefore lost track of the fate of characters in the book. I often read the stories I liked over and over again and told them to my friends. Moreover, I often aspired to write a similar ...

How the Capitalistic Market is supposed to and actually works?

Discussing capitalism involves various economic concepts, and I tend to agree that "the economy is too important to be left to economists alone, not sociologists." Capitalism is characterized by three principal conditions: 1. Production organized for the market; 2. Private ownership of production means; 3. Employment of workers through a labor market. The argument for capitalism encompasses both moral and pragmatic aspects. Morally, the fundamental notion is that the capitalistic market can enhance individual freedom, a paramount social value. This freedom is primarily negative freedom, meaning an individual is not coerced into actions. In this system, buyers and sellers engage in voluntary exchanges, and people are permitted to spend money as long as they do not infringe on others' property rights. Therefore, minimally regulated capitalism is seen as the economic organization form that best aligns with moral principles. Pragmatically, the argument for capitalism include...

Thoughts about Den Dennett's article- Where Am I?

"Where Am I?" is a philosophical story by Dennett. To undertake a secret mission deep within the earth, Dennett had his brain (Yorick) removed from his body (Hamlet) due to extreme radiation. Yorick was placed in a vat and connected to Hamlet through wireless electronics. During the mission, Hamlet ceased to function due to accidents. Dennett’s perspective then shifted from deep within the earth to the location of his brain. Upon awakening, Dennett found himself in a completely different body (Fortinbras), yet his personality remained intact, while Hamlet was abandoned deep within the earth. After adjusting to Fortinbras, Dennett discovered a computerized brain duplicate (Hubert) functioning in perfect sync with Yorick. Scientists installed a switch to alternate control between Yorick and Hubert. Dennett noticed no change in his feelings and perceptions when flipping the switch. However, during the story, when the switch was flipped, a new voice exclaimed, "THANK GOD! I ...