The idea of acceptance, especially in the case of this book,
is an odd fact. Dostoyevsky is mostly criticizing the idea of just accepting
the existence or truth of Evolution or religion, yet he makes it seem that it
is inevitable for humans to end up just accepting certain facts of life. Then
he goes off on tangents about how there is nothing that we can truly accept
with the concept of infinity, and the idea that trying to apply logic to an
infinite universe is illogical because the idea of an infinite universe is
illogical, as is the idea of trying to define an infinite universe. Yet he
seems to point out more often than not, the fact that some people, often
foolishly in his eyes, end up accepting this sort of wall, they give up on
trying to understand the infinite, and Dostoyevsky is so determined to define
the human species that this pondering in itself has become illogical based on
his logic, which in itself is illogical.
Sorry the post is late, I wrote it up in Word and before I posted it, I kind of fell asleep.
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