By Margreet de Heer
A enjoyable creation in comics to deep pondering and the historical past of Philosophy! what's considering? and the way does our considering set us except different animals?
Now that we're considering, what's fact? Is there an aim truth or are there various subjective realities? And will we stream in it with a unfastened will or is every little thing predestined?
Socrates, Plato, Aristotle, Erasmus, Descartes, Spinoza, Nietzsche: quite a few philosophers who've reflected those questions.
Comic artist Margreet de Heer and her husband Yiri commute in the course of the historical past of Western Philosophy and draw a colourful photograph of these types of questions
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