A Human Strategy, Matt Berry aphorism 103
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I will not stand and stare at that chalkboard for too long. I want to thrust myself forward, not to linger or thrash about in the turbulence of argument and equation. Mere argument offers justification, which is only a thrashing about to stay afloat. It does not care for the phenomenon of force. It cares little that even iron will float with enough velocity. As a swimmer who propels himself forward by the movement of his own limbs, by pushing away, so do I push away each new argument and justification. An argument supports me only as it propels me ... only as I leave it behind.
Only in this manner can I skim the surface with ease and move in my chosen direction. I do not want to tread, thinking I have actually defined and justified myself, calculating that I have thereby fixed myself to the globe, while the current of the sea sends me five hundred miles south.