My earliest philosophical memory is wondering about the meaning of the word “narrow.” I was like seven and I had heard the word spoken by an adult earlier in the day. I was an outdoors brat and I had had brought my bike through an entangled cobweb of thorn bushes in the woods behind my house. The passage was hard to navigate. I was brushing off thorny branches when I realized what the word “narrow” meant. I distinctly remember thinking about how I had to come to this realization. I was startled that I had stumbled upon new knowledge and was desirous to know where this ability to realize originated. Pretty cool, huh?
When was your first philosophical memory? Post a reply. I wanna know.