I really don't know why, but before seeing this, I fell into the same set of misconceptions that a lot of people have about philosophy: middle-age; middle-class; meaningless, jargon-filled platitudes written on sheets of scented paper. I didn't absolutely hate this image, which was why I still decided to explore philosophy despite having it, but that didn't mean I particularly enjoyed it, either.
At first cursory glance, I scanned over it. Then, after I actually processed it, I paused my steady scrolling and reread what Kant wrote. A thought was planted in my head, there: "If philosophy was really just this, just a collection of people applauding themselves for their own ingenuity—how could one philosopher be so frank and humble as to lower themselves and credit another philosopher with so much?"
"How could he so openly acknowledge previous mistakes?" After all, my narrow-minded freshman brain assumed that all philosophers must have thought of themselves as infallible.
Like most people who are proven wrong, I tried to justify my belief by thinking that the contradiction to my belief, which was Immanuel Kant, was only an exception. I guess it worked for a few days, but gradually, as I learned to understand more about philosophy, I accepted the fact that I was wrong.
It was these images and more that convinced me: the eager students Plato and Xenophon, learning from Socrates; the plain Diogenes, throwing away his water cup after seeing a child drink with his hands; Kierkegaard, referring to his teacher, Poul Møller, as the "inspiration of my [his] youth".
I've since erased every remnant of these unwarranted, incorrect preconceptions from my personal beliefs, and this is all thanks to Kant. His attitude changed my perception of philosophy from a group of the bourgeoisie, living in self-imposed echo chambers, to an open, gently ebbing dialogue.
Confession: I still don't fully understand a lot of Kant's ideas. But I think that's what continues to make him, along with other philosophers like him, so intriguing to me—as I evolve on my intellectual journey, I think I'll begin to understand more and more of his brilliant ideas. That's what matters to me right now.
So, thank you, Immanuel Kant, for sparking my passion for philosophy. I think you've woken me from a dogmatic slumber. Happy birthday.