WHO AM I?
Does it really matter who I am? Will it make a difference to you if I told you that I am famous? Will it make a difference to you if I told you the color of my eyes or the color of my skin? My hight? My gender? My political viewpoints? Or will it make a difference to you if I told you that I am a professor in The History of Science at some prestigious University, or that I am a homeless emigrant from Africa, writing this story on a stolen iPhone from somewhere in Scandinavia?
The rational and polite answer would be 'no', because reason is moral free, and 2 plus 2 equals 4 no matter who speaks the equation. Aristotle and Adolf Hitler would be equally right, claiming that 2 plus 2 equals 4. Mathematics and rationality makes all humans equal.
But in reality the answer is ‘yes’, because we are all biased, because we are all intellectually limited. It matters to you who I am, because you decided to read this tiny chapter of my book, or to press the link on my website, trying to get to know about the author of this book. Because in reality you have to believe in people before you can put your faith into their words.
But if we are to save humanity, we have to put our faith in humanity. In reality we are all limited to the amount of people we individually can trust, but there is no limit to how many people we can put our faith into. We have to believe in each other. To save humanity, we must all believe in humanity.
Now go read the book, and behave so everybody can believe in you.
TO ALL BELIEVERS
In reality my name is Kaare Nissen, and most people don’t know who I am. I am 48 years old, and this is the first and only book, that I have written. Four years ago my life changed from being the owner and manager of a contemporary art gallery in inner Copenhagen, very close to the Royal Palace to become a homeless in Denmark. Being protected, guided and supported in Denmark lead to be being diagnosed with stress, anxiety attacks, psychological burnout, depressions and symptoms on post traumatic stress disorder. All diseases with no objective reality, and no doctors to cure any of them, because in reality none of them are diseases, but instead a state of mind.
No psychiatrist or anybody else has the cure for any of the above, and thousands upon thousands of self help books have been published, trying to help the individual to find way to cope with missing links between reality and the human imagination. Books on how to find the inner strength, the true passions and the true self etc. But, needlessly to say, that if just one of those books worked as intended, then no one would feel stress, anxiety and the like at all. I would not be diagnosed as sick, and neither would anybody else. But statistic speaks volumes, and in reality, hundreds of thousands of people are affected by stress and anxiety, and a lot of people are afraid of the future. Especially the future of our children.
As an unemployed I decided to spend my time trying to find a way to prevent stress and anxiety from being an active player in the lives of our children and future generations. I never graduated philosophy from Aarhus University, because I was way too busy making money, but I never stopped philosophizing, and for more than 20 years I have been dealing with modern contemporary art, which is not professionally justifiable if one cannot relate to philosophy and the big questions of life. It is, among other activities, one of the most distinguished functions of art throughout human history.
Little did I know that my philosophical quest would lead me to the studies of history, sociology, cognitive science, anthropology, economy, quantum physics, geography, planetology, psychology, politics, astronomy, mathematics, biology, linguistics, archaeology, music, palaeontology, neuro biology and poetry. Little did I know that the cure for stress and anxiety was to be found within our imagination in the shape of an educational revolution, Little did I know, but now you know what I know, so that you now know a little more than you did before.
I hope you believe in me.
Someone must have believed in you before you can believe in yourself.