So I’m trying to practice stoicism,which is extremely hard to me since I’m such an emotional and dreamy person (Pisces, anyone?). I’m reading some texts, lately Consolation of Philosophy by Boethius, sixth century advisor of king Theodoric the Great.
Guy had everything: respect, fame, wealth, health, loving and respected family, education and wisdom. But one day he got arrested and senteced to death for treason (arguably innocently). What does he do in prison during last days of his life? He writes a philosophic dialogue. Remember, he does it in early Medieval era, when philosophy was considered pagan and evil. He writes a dialogue, which is very Plato style, and he doesn’t talk in it to an angel or God,like St Augustine would do, but he talks to madam philosophy herself. Bold move.
Understanding the text and meditating on Boethius’ thoughts took me a lot of time and made my brain overheat.
I don’t recommend philosophizing during heat wave
I needed something light, so I picked up The Word is Murder by Anthony Horowitz. My fave mystery writer from now on.
If you read anything by him, you know he likes to play with formulas and style. Oh, his style is great! It’s beautiful and funny how he disses a character when he discribes them. And he gives you all the clues you need to solve the mystery. You know exactly as much as his detective. In this particular book, he even told us Oh, there is huge clue in chapter one, it makes the murderer’s identity obvious. Guess what, I’ve reread the chapter and didn’t find the clue. Now, when I know the end I find it super easy to guess and I feel like the most stupid person on this planet. I love the feeling! The book is 400 pages long and I finished it in 2 seatings.
And then I grabbed another book of his, Magpie Murders which is whodunit inception and then House of Silk which is new Sherlock Holmes adventure (just finished, didn’t like it too much, though, it was too Conan Doyle style).
Ok,I think I’m ready for Marcus Aurelius now