On life, death, and the Nature of Phliosophy

I got carried away in the youtube comment section debating someone about death and philosophy.
I know its totally dorky and kinda cringe but I want to share it with you anyway

Philosophy is an ambiguous beast, death, life, consciousness - all things that are heavily debated in philosophy and all things that have no wholly infallible answer.
But the very act of rationalizing, categorizing, and debating the amorphous shadows in our contentiousness shines a light upon them, even if only a match, and provides comfort in the cloud of ambiguity that we live in.
Existential monsters of ideas, that have the power to consume entire cultures, reduced to logical syntax and talking points, chained up and used to fight in the arena of the mind while their masters look on in entertainment.
This is the power of philosophy, and this is the power of understanding; we can look into the face of death and see it - not as a dark all-consuming void looming over our lives - but as an abstract, a thought, a bullet point.

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[Perpetually Confused]

Philosophy... also referred to as arguing

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Socrates is a personal favorite of mine. Not because of any particular position, but because he was a Spearman and spent most of his days ripped. So imagine if suddenly Arnold Schwarzenegger popped out of a card board box one day and started berating you about morality and long diatribes about boats