

Why does philosophy constantly twist things into an over complicated mythical mess, and then act like it’s some novel insight?
I cannot stand that either, but this sort of pseudo-profundity is more common in some specific schools of thought, rather than philosophy in general.
“Single pixel” is an interesting way of putting it.
That comment made me imagine a bunch of people sitting in a movie theater, watching a film that consists of nothing but a giant square that keeps changing colors and brightness, with the soundtrack from another film. The film is called “Blindness Simulator.”