Narkissos,
There is the "Intellectual Gospel" and there is the "Social Gospel".
With the "Intellectual Gospel" we might be immersed in the central and priority themes of the cause we are serving, but after a while it becomes just too heavy a burden to carry, and we need a break from all this "heavy" stuff. Others may admire the focus and the capabilities of such an individual, but will also never "join his club". Kind of like being a "nerd", and the stigma that carries.
The "Social Gospel" on the other hand, is much easier to live, much lighter and entertaining, and, let's face it, we all want to have fun. Life just shouldn't be so serious all the time. And any philospphy that can't be taken out into the sunshine and had a good laugh over it, isn't worth keeping. We humans are social creatures; we need companionship, friendship, acceptance, interaction. Without it, we become unhappy. This is not about deep thinking and intellectualism.
I was with a group of people in Vancouver who belonged to Mensa. This is the club reserved for the brightest, the smart ones, the intellectuals with high I.Q.'s. They have chapters almost everywhere. You may have one in your area. Anyway, when they had their little get-togethers, typically on a weekend, they would play baseball and drink beer. It had absolutely nothing to do with being intellectual, and more to do with just having fun and getting loaded. Still, off in the corner was this small group of the "brainy bunch" who would sit there and debate a great many imponderable questions and topics (eg. particle physics, existentialism, etc), often over a game of chess. Under their collective breaths you could hear them complain about how the rest of these "beer-guzzling socialites" were spoiling the whole purpose and mission of Mensa. At the same time, they found themselves unhappy and off to the side, isolated (except for their own tiny group that just didn't fit in).
There is the story of the young man who went on a quest for truth and enlightenment. He bought all kinds of books and research materials on all kinds of subjects and philosophies and religions and topics. He read and read and read. He studied until it hurt. He spent his whole life in introspection. After many years of doing this, he noticed one thing. He was very, very unhappy. "Why am I so unhappy." he asked himself. "Why is life such a burden? Why don't I have all the answers? Why am I still searching?....." The questions were endless. He felt like he was carrying the weight of the world on his shoulders. Finally he decided that he was going to get rid of the thing that was making him so unhappy. He gathered up all his books and his papers and threw them all in the garbage. He decided for the first time in his life, to just live. And for the first time in his life, he found he was happy. So let us put that in our collective "intellectual pipes" and smoke it!
Life is what happens to us while we are busy planning for it.
Rod P.