"I chose the best out of them – if the witnesses of the dignity to
assume a sullen face, pale skin color and thick beard, and indeed, at first
glance, they seemed eloquent and people familiar with celestial and terrestrial
phenomena. Giving them and yourself a fair amount of money, I asked them to
explain to me the structure of the universe. And with such eagerness they began
to clean off my former ignorance, which led me to even more confusion, okatu a
rain of causes, purposes, atoms, voids, materials, ideas and other things. But
just sadder was the fact that my mentors in anything didn't agree with each
other. On the contrary, each of them had disputed the opinion of another and
strove to ensure that I said he was right".
Lucian calms his friend and tells him that he once was a lover of wisdom,
was talking to the philosophy, with Plato and with the truth and listening to
the sages who sat as a theatre filled with a crowd ten-thousandth, with a
height of watching. Lucian, pretending to be a simpleton, puzzled – really
great philosophers arguing about the same things and have the same opinion. He
wants somehow to justify the sages. However, his frustrated friend
relentless...
"Oh how you would laugh if
you heard their speech, full of boasting! No towering over us, crawling on the
ground, philosophers do not see better than their neighbors, and still others
by old age and infirmities, and even short-sighted. And yet, they claim to
distinguish the border of heaven, indicate the size of the sun, pass through
neglinny spaces and falling from the stars, determine their value and
appearance.
Often they are unable to answer
such a simple question - what is the distance from Rome to Athens, but just
know, what is the distance between the moon and the sun.
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