“The fate of all transcendental arguments is abject failure. This is because the world is made possible by the individual himself. When one reflects, one separates oneself from oneself, and can no longer find oneself in the world, through reflection, as the condition for its possibility. Man chases after himself but will never catch up to himself. It’s as futile as trying to catch one’s image in the lake while one bathes oneself in it. One only regains oneself when one ceases reflection, halts all critique, and turns to industriously toiling the fertile ground of the world, tallying its incontrovertible successes outside of idle scrutinizing, and returns to one’s dogmatic slumbers.”