"...philosophy is the reflective life, the examined life, the assumption being that the unexamined life is not worth living. Philosophy should form human beings and not just inform them.
"But it should not be forgotten that although the unexamined life is not worth living, the unlived life is not worth examining, and philosophy for the ancients was not divorced from the pratical to and fro of everyday social life. Rather, philosophy as a reflective practice of examining what passes for truth is something that took place in what the ancient Greeks called the polis, the public realm of political life. Philosophy was an eminently practical activity, which is markedly different from the overwhelmingly theoretical enquiry it has become since the 17th century."
My point, similarly, is that, for those who do not make much of a distinction between "my philosophy" and "my life" [because, perhaps, philosophy is their life for all intents and purposes], words are generally expressed and encompassed as a literal relationship between "in my head" and "out in the world". To suggest this relationship is essentially meaningless and absurd [which I believe it is], tends to discomfit most of them rather considerably. Why? Because it seems to imply, in turn, their very existence is too. And, given that I believe human identity is profoundly problematic...an equally persuasive but essentially meaningless and absurd point of view....it should discomfit them in some respect. If it doesn't, that only speaks volumes [to me] about the gap between how much they think they understand philosophy and how little they actually know, instead, about the enormously complex, convoluted and [ultimately] futile nature of actual human interaction.
The inherent limitations of philosophy in exploring these things as it were. But without exploring them at all philosophy devolves into mere analysis.
Someone [probably me] once noted this: while the unexamined life may not be worth living, the examined one can be sheer hell.
Or as Saul Bellow once suggested, "Maybe an unexaimed life is not worth living. But a man's examined life can make him wish he was dead."
So lots and lots of philosophers go out of their way to make sure their examination has a happy ending. Which is to say this: it ends with a snapshot [if not an out and out sculpturing] of the truth itself.
And this of course is then called wisdom.
But wisdom is often just a conceptual contraption disguised as an edifice---constructed by and large out of words.