Once again, in Sophie's World it continues to get weirder and weirder, regarding human beings as magicians, talking about time periods from long ago as if they were only yesterday. Personally, I don't like the way it's going. When I first started to read Sophie's World, I thought it would be part of the realistic fiction genre. When it started it was realistic enough, mostly just explaining philosophy in a textbook like format, but as it went along and now, half way through, it's become deluded with it's story. The plot points of Hilde and her father have yet to be explained as anything other than magical, and the strange events around Alberto seem to happen without Sophie questioning it for more than a couple pages. Sophie herself continues to disappoint me in the way that she's still stuck learning about philosophy rather than thinking of her own ideas. With so many 'magical' things happening around her, like the mirror blinking at her and the letters appearing out of nowhere, I would think that she could at least think about the her own perception of reality just a bit. In later chapters, rather than focusing on plot points that seem magical and ludicrous, I would appreciate it if we could look inside Sophie's mind. That is, if she thinks of anything other than learning.
In class, we've been talking more about fate and free will, in other words soft determinism. Mostly this is because watching The Adjustment Bureau called for another lecture. This time, I came out with thinking about fate in another way. I used to think, as said in my first post, that fate was actually comforting to me because it means that nothing is ever wasted because of it, that I believe in fate. With the viewpoint I have now, however, I think along the lines more of a skeptic in philosophy. I think now that even if fate existed, how would I even know? I think that if it did, I would still uphold my views from my first post, however I think that there is no possible way of ever knowing that fate exists. Personally, if I were to learn of fate, or of something like the bureau controlling my life, I wouldn't want to stray away from the path. I would want to do what I'm supposed to do. In The Adjustment Bureau, Norris only realized that fate existed because of a slip up in the plans, because of an accident. He wasn't ever supposed to know that fate existed, and maybe neither do we.
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