That's right! A stainless steel spoon and a modest portion of major nut-eater fare in an artisanal bowl, balanced precariously on a Sibley's Field Guide to the Birds of Eastern North America to protect a well-traveled Zanzibar Chest from possible dribblage. It's an identity crisis.
Praxis, means action as opposed to theory. Lexis, means the total stock of words available as opposed to grammar or syntax which is how words work when they are properly strung together on a washing line. For Hannah Arendt, one of our heroes, Praxis and Lexis, or Action and Words are how we people reveal ourselves for who we are.
But first we all just have to accept Nietzsche's comment in one of his notebooks which boldly stated: "there are no facts only interpretations." The rest of his life he spent coming to terms with this observation by trying to explain what he meant. Hence, in shorthand, Nietzsche's many books, in greater or lessor detail described the world of people as follows, and to save the washing line we're going to use colons:
A mobile army of metaphors, symbols, and anthropomorphisms: A social contract where people agree to use the same terms to avoid being misled by one another: This agreement allows society and communication to function and is a necessary life-promoting error rather than a perfect mirror of reality: This man-made fiction would have remained a fiction but for the intervention of belief.
My own crisis with truth at the moment isn't the nature of reality, it's tonight's supper. I'd prefer a ham-hock in soup, followed by a pork chop on a stick, an egg and bacon sandwich, accompanied by a fifty gallon barrel of real beer, a crate of Mount Gay, a dozen cartons of cigarettes and the Ghost of Tina Turner singing "we don't need another hero."
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