When I woman, I was talking to in a philosophy group, insisted that Heraclitus was totally wrong about conflict being an aspect of nature, and then proceeded to quarrel about it with me.

Rich

recently I came to the realization that hate is far less selfish than love. Because with love you want it all to yourself, whilst with hate you want it spread around, you want to share the hate.

Its a little amusing.

Weirdest philosophical experience??? mmm ... very nice question indeed. I like it alot.
That when you die, and presuming there is no after life, then you won't know how the plot ends. ?Does the earth end in some spontaneous destruction? Do we all just die and insects take over the Earth, develop a consciousness, etc.? Or does humanity find solutions, and go on? If there is no afterlife, how do we know what happens to all of the stories going on right now?

The feeling I had was akin to getting into a really good TV show and finding out it is Part 10 of a series and you can't watch Part 11 because your TV broke down. Or reading a novel with the last chapter ripped out.

That was the most recent weirdest.

Colleen

I feel the same way, and have had the same experiences. Nobody liked that I was a philosopher, or my politics, but I ignored them and I've gotten farther than them in life. Though we are born as philosophers, people question philosophy.

Alright, as for my strangest experience in philosophy, it would have to be a scientific [or philosophical] epiphany I had one night after dreaming I was a point travelling along a parabolic arc depicting time, observing another similar arc along a different point on the z-axis. It astonished me so greatly that I jotted the image down on a notepad, believing I was on the verge of a philosophical breakthrough. I use this description vaguely because I unfortunately lost the notepad and the information I had on it. Nevertheless it amazed me, and I began having nightmares that I was trapped inside this arc-like construction similar to the earlier one, and one nightmare about some other geometric anomaly. Anyway, even if I had the notepad I doubt I could reconstruct the information in Paint or something similar.

Another odd philosophical experience was when I nearly fell into an existential crisis, but I won't explain because that may not really be too interesting.