Philosophy is born not from satiety, but from collision with death and pain.
As long as a person feels that life is endless, they hardly ask why the world exists and why it is exactly as it is.
But as soon as finitude enters consciousness, the real question comes after it.
And to put it more simply, the dog has been digging right here: many begin to think not when truth is revealed to them, but when their illusions run out...

