P.

Philosophy.--Some critical philosophers have now borrowed from the

algebra a mathematical method, without which one cannot for a single

minute--not so much think as--write philosophically. The algebraist, by

the transposition of mere _letters_, catches truths which no chain of

reasoning could ever draw out of the deep. In this the critical

philosopher has imitated him, but with greater advantage. As he

cleverly mixes together, not letters, but whole _technical words_,

there rises from the alliteration of the same a cream of truths which

he could hardly have dreamed of. Such philosophers are forbidden, and

rightly, like the preachers of Gotha (Goth. Public Ordinances, P. III.

p. 16), to use allegories, or any flower of speech, which, as other

flowers do for the drawing-hounds, would spoil the scent.--Properly,

however, the picturesque style is more definite than the technical

word-style, which finally, as all _abstract words are pictures_, is

also itself a picturesque style, only one full of pictures that have

run out and faded. Jacobi is not obscure in consequence of his

_images_, but in consequence of the new _ideas_ which through them he

would communicate to us.

I have lately been looking over the birth-lists of the learned and

teaching republic, and counting up the young little Kants whom the old

Kant--otherwise unmarried, like his cousin Newton--has for the last ten

Fairs begotten. Demetrius Magnus, who wanted to make a book of authors

of the same name, must have been very stupid, if he had undertaken to

write in our times, and yet at the same time, though he nevertheless

communicated that there had been sixteen Platos, twenty Socrateses,

twenty-eight Pythagorases, thirty-two Aristotles, had very sinfully

omitted to say that there are now as many philosophers and

philosophists as those make when reckoned all together--namely,

ninety-six--who could bear the name of Kant,--that is, if they chose

to. Such mechanics--thus may I call the magisters, because formerly the

mechanics, inversely, were called magisters, and the upper master

arch-magister--one should take into account as the best propaganda

which bulky books can have. They are, at best, competent to diffuse the

system, because they know how to separate from it the incomprehensible,

the spiritual, and to extract what is popular and palpable, i. e. the

words for readers, who, otherwise simple, nevertheless would not die

without a critical philosophy. The most miserable theological and

æsthetic stone receives now a Kantian setting in words. Although every

new system introduces a certain _one-sidedness_ of view into all

heads,--especially as every cold philosopher has so much the more

_one-sidedness_, precisely as he has the more _insight_,--still that is

no matter; for great bars of truth come forth through the joint digging

of the whole thinking-works.[234] Whoever has seen Kant standing on his

mountain among his learned fellow-laborers, is reminded with pleasure

of a similar incident in Peru, which Buffon communicates. When

Condamine and Bouger were measuring there the equatorial degrees of the

earth (as Kant did of the intellectual world), whole troops of apes

appeared as coadjutors, put on spectacles, looked at the stars and down

at the clocks, and reduced one thing and another to writing, although

without salary, which is their only distinction from the vicariate

Kants.

Every man of genius is a philosopher, but not the reverse. A

philosopher without fancy, without history, and without a _general

knowledge_ of the most important things, is more one-sided than a

politician. Whoever has adopted, rather than discovered, a system;

whoever has not had beforehand dark presentiments thereof; whoever has

not at least pined for it beforehand; in short, whoever does not bring

with him a soul like a full, warm, ground filled with germs, which

waits only for its summer,--such a one may indeed be a teacher, but not

a scholar of the philosophy which he degrades to a mercenary

profession; and, briefly, it is all one what place one climbs as his

philosophical observatory,--a throne, or a Pegasus, or an Alp, or a

Cæsar's-couch, or a bier,--and they are almost all higher than the desk

in a lecture-room and hall of disputation.

Q (_see_ K).

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