Philosophy is the supreme discipline not because it is the absolute foundational ground upon which all other disciplines necessarily depend but precisely the opposite: it is the most dependent, the most relative, the most contingent. Philosophy is the last, not the first, of all the disciplines.
Philosophy is supreme because it alone gets the fortunate opportunity to creatively synthesize the disparate findings of the many disciplines into a totally unified, novel comprehensive perspective or experience. And philosophy is best when it is reflexively aware of the facticity of its own contingency (that it is a relative discipline that depends on others), allowing it to critically engage in the reconstructive enterprise of speculative metaphysics without ever calcifying into a reified, dogmatic final view.
When philosophy comprehends the transcendental or the conditions of its own possibility, it empties itself of its own being in order to make space for that transcendental to function yet again, making use of that, now past, comprehension as datum for the next occasion of the self-exceeding process of creative-synthetic experiencing. Philosophy is the very last of the disciplines satisfied only at the very end of thought, and it is an end to which we return, again and again as the relationship between thinking and being is increasingly clarified and the gap between them asymptotically — but never finally and ultimately — closed.
Holopoiesis 