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Sitting in front of a window has not yet made anyone a philosopher, because doing philosophy requires a normal background in the humanities, at least knowledge of the history of philosophy and logic. You also need to be familiar with modern philosophy and, depending on the topic you are interested in, at least minimally oriented in physics, mathematics, biology, and neurophysiology.
Sitting on the bus, obviously, does not compensate for the lack of knowledge and skills of logical thinking. And the fact that some “pro-life” thoughts can appear there out of boredom has absolutely nothing to do with philosophy.
It is possible that the reason lies in the process of contemplation. Landscapes flash by, evoking various associations. You do not take active actions yourself, but are an observer, which abstracts you from the world and elevates you above life. From the height of such an observational position, thoughts of a philosophical nature often arise. In addition to observing, you should also take into account the speed at which you move. The speed of the bus distorts your usual perception of time, which leads to a sense of transience of your own life. The feeling of transience of life evokes fundamental reflections on the nature of time, which have always been relevant in philosophy. Such thoughts and feelings can occur not only on the bus, but also in the car, train or plane.
His own reflection in the dirty glass, the world rushing past, the roar of a powerful engine… Is it not in the interior of the bus that the world is intertwined: past and present, mechanistic and chthonic nature, an unfamiliar and familiar host of people?.. And you are as if lifted above the world on a swift palanquin, you are a contemplative and dreamy god…
In transport, we shift the responsibility to the driver, we do not have to watch the road, concentrate on the driving process-this is a serious task for the brain. In addition, the process of contemplation, it is very sticky. Excellent conditions for reflection.
I can't be responsible for all people, so I'll limit myself: personally, when I sit at the window, I never drive in absolute silence. I am constantly distracted by something- either the too loud sound of the bus engine, the noise it makes when it goes, people talking around me; or it can be my music from headphones, which I carry everywhere with me along with my phone for all occasions…
In general, as a person with increased irritability to everything from the outside, I never manage to sit at the bus window to focus on something deep and really immerse myself in myself.�
Maybe people who are less irritable than I am will be able to ignore all these annoying little things and calmly build an internal monologue.
Some people wake up with a philosopher every time they don't talk to anyone or do any mental work for about a minute. And the window seat is nothing special in this regard.