Socrates: Master Bird, I see that you sing and are happy days after days; how can we avoid doubts as you seem to do? Do you never have questions that darken your mood?
Gottfried: ah, Mr. Stick, of course I have some, but I’m going to tell you a secret: I sing and I forget them.
Socrates: just like that? I don’t believe it. Their causes are still there.
Gottfried: I forget them, I don’t make them disappear; but by forgetting them, I often find them a solution. You know, if you force yourself to smile when nothing is going well, it clears up the clouds: they’re still there but you see them as part of a larger whole that makes sense. Well, for doubts, it’s the same thing; you have to see that they fit into a whole that the song makes you understand; this lessens their importance.
Socrates: but how can you be sure this is the right solution?
Gottfried: because it works, Mr. Stick, because it works. You have doubts when you seek the truth, but if your action makes you forget these doubts or finds an answer to them, don’t you think this action is the right one?
Socrates: it is the right one for you, but you don’t know if it’s the best.
Gottfried: that’s why doubts return regularly because I know by looking around me that my way of doing things is not the only one possible; if however it suits me, I keep it, especially because I often don’t know what else to do.
Socrates: yet, if you were to examine these doubts carefully, don’t you think you could come to a greater knowledge which would make you more sure of yourself?
Gottfried: it seems complicated when I already have the solution. When I sing, I intuitively perceive that the world is conceived as a perfect harmony where everything has its rational place. If I doubt it, I question the supreme wisdom that organized everything, and I presume I am more knowledgeable than he is.
Socrates: if, as you say, the world is rational and I have reason, don’t you think I should use it to unravel its secrets and better serve its different creatures?
Gottfried: oh, that is well thought out, I grant you. You know that you have to doubt and your doubts become tools that erase problems. I know I have to sing and my song erases worries. We cannot avoid doubts but we find different answers and utilities for them.
Socrates: yes, for me, to avoid doubts is to decide to never examine things, and therefore to never know anything about them. It’s unproductive.
Gottfried: I don’t tell you that singing makes me find the worms I need to live! I have to develop a strategy to get there and it’s not always easy or foolproof. However, my belief in a pre-established order makes my quest more joyful and enjoyable. And who knows, maybe the worms are happier that it’s me who eats them rather than the sad mole?
Socrates: that’s right, I know a smiling wand that warms my heart. But if singing is your cure, how do you explain that of the cicada and the ant, it is the cicada that dies of hunger?
Gottfried: the cicada is starving only in the mind of Monsieur De La Fontaine. In fact, it sings and thrives. It follows its nature which is not that of the ant.
Socrates: so, what about ants and their attitude?
Gottfried: they live in a hierarchical society, they are programmed to perform a specific task; if they follow the rules, everything is fine so why would they doubt their validity? The cicada that acts otherwise disturbs them, that’s why they criticize it.
Socrates: they feel in agreement with things but they do not seem to evolve much. To doubt is to give oneself the opportunity to improve.
Gottfried: why would they evolve if all is well? They know they will succeed, they just have to follow what their education has taught them. Doubt is the fear of being wrong, but if you have the truth, why doubt?
Socrates: to stay humble. The ant is arrogant because it thinks it is right.
Gottfried: it is undoubtedly more its character than its certainties. Each one of us, once we believe we have found the solution, we stick to it. It allows for different ways of life and different solutions. The cicada prefers more freedom, the ant more security. They are, however, both in the truth because by persevering, they see the fruits of their attitude. Like us. But Mr. Baton, please let’s stop talking about ants and cicadas; it makes me hungry and I haven’t had lunch yet.
Socrates: then I leave you, Mr. Bird; I will think about what you told me.
Gottfried: think ?! What’s the point ? Why not just sing?
Want to think a little more? See Discourse of Metaphysics and Other Essays in which Leibniz develops his theory of pre-established harmony.
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