Like it was once upon a time on the border of the greek world, The ancient foreigners on the run were at the same time tradesmen, artisants but also big travellers: Asia, Italy, Africa were odyssean phases of their journeys, connecting the philosopher to philosophy .. Is philosophy inseparable from an imagined origin, An unknown, fragmented, origin, lost in one`s memory, transforming the exile into a thinker? Or the thinker into an exile? What is it, that will give him an equivalent to the territory, like a valuable "at home"? What is the connection between the thought and the shaking ground? Which kind of foreigner can we find in philosophy? And which connection is there between the today`s refugees and the foreigner?
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