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i cannot fathom dieing man. its too shitty. many times a feeling of death is just lack of special nutrients or too much energy when trying to sleep ect
you know the subject of magnetism and electricity is such a subject to learn if you are placed on this earth no subject will reveal more. all current sciences stem from magnetism and electricity ! it doesnt just skip over that biology and energy all stem from it
some of the old philosipers felt that the magnet rocks attracted because there was a void somewhere somehow, much how if we feel bad or death we have a void in us a magnetism effect. its a relentless magnetised battle trying to take us down, you have to re learn old tricks sometimes. i took some of that kelp been experiementing with it on and off 1/2 a tiny pill is enough it gives you energy at NIGHT! i dont want it at night but hey im not complaining that much, atleast it effects me in someway and i can learn from it. im having to do all these punches and squats to try to calm down and studying some pdf files on magnetism
i know i have been hateful to members i hope they forgive me but i want to punch them in the face when they just insult me , i am convinced they is not human just opposing magnets or they are filling the void of negativity that i lack,
im not saying anything weird just true
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...like a thief in the night. :-[
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I think a noble life defies death. I think we stand in it's way. I think we are the candle in the darkness.
But ultimately we succumb. That is our fate.
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im not lieing i feel like death (hot and tired) when at this hour of the night at 320 of pure fat energy and cant sleep because of the kelp so doing punches kicks squats and jumping jacks, i start to feel better and clear minded at alert. a bit of indigestion though when i take kelp i only need 4-5 hours of sleep no need for catchup days either its fucking scary , im a life long member of the 8 hours a rest a night club and this shit puts your life on a new level
i can only imagine the ancestors, the ones not blinded by false guydance who lived by the sea and ate kelp (experimented) like it was nothing and jacked and sleepless like the greek gods even .
the shit is powerfull but i didnt notice the effects of kelp when i was 18-25 really , at that age i wasnt very perceptive
i feel like a giant tank of petroleum feul, not pretty in the body just jiggly but can drive wherever needed to go. while a black man may look the part of muscular and lean but can do nothing and is fragile pretty odd contrast
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...like a thief in the night. :-[
we get a new warning sign all the time a chance to experiment in signs and times of danger, we have to meet these scary challenges bro, keeping your mind on something positive like the neverending journey of studying magnetism and electricity will be the key to comfort, unless you have a better solution
offer that solution if you do
we are friends but i find it unimaginable that there is a better solution
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Do not go gentle into that good posing room.
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i cannot fathom dieing man. its too shitty. many times a feeling of death is just lack of special nutrients or too much energy when trying to sleep ect
you know the subject of magnetism and electricity is such a subject to learn if you are placed on this earth no subject will reveal more. all current sciences stem from magnetism and electricity ! it doesnt just skip over that biology and energy all stem from it
some of the old philosipers felt that the magnet rocks attracted because there was a void somewhere somehow, much how if we feel bad or death we have a void in us a magnetism effect. its a relentless magnetised battle trying to take us down, you have to re learn old tricks sometimes. i took some of that kelp been experiementing with it on and off 1/2 a tiny pill is enough it gives you energy at NIGHT! i dont want it at night but hey im not complaining that much, atleast it effects me in someway and i can learn from it. im having to do all these punches and squats to try to calm down and studying some pdf files on magnetism
i know i have been hateful to members i hope they forgive me but i want to punch them in the face when they just insult me , i am convinced they is not human just opposing magnets or they are filling the void of negativity that i lack,
im not saying anything weird just true
fuck up and die moron ! ;D
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I'd like you to fight your current fasting blood glucose levels first bro
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we get a new warning sign all the time a chance to experiment in signs and times of danger, we have to meet these scary challenges bro, keeping your mind on something positive like the neverending journey of studying magnetism and electricity will be the key to comfort, unless you have a better solution
offer that solution if you do
we are friends but i find it unimaginable that there is a better solution
Existentialism - whether it be the study of magnetism, exploring the origins of the universe, religion, or the art of thonged posing - we give this life purpose and meaning. 8)
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Johhny Falcon, living without love may be harder than facing one's own death. What do you think?
“By the time we grow up we become masters at dissimulation, at cultivating a self that the world cannot probe. But we pay a price. After years of turning people away, of protecting our inner self, of cultivating it by living in a different world, of furnishing this world with our fantasies and dreams—lo and behold we find that we are hopelessly separated from everyone else. We have become victims of our own art. We touch people on the outsides of their bodies, and they us, but we cannot get at their insides and cannot reveal our insides to them. This is one of the great tragedies of our interiority—it is utterly personal and unrevealable. Often we want to say something unusually intimate to a spouse, a parent, a friend, communicate something of how we are really feeling about a sunset, who we really feel we are—only to fall strangely and miserably flat. Once in a great while we succeed, sometimes more with one person, less or never with others. But the occasional break-through only proves the rule. You reach out with a disclosure, fail, and fall back bitterly into yourself. We emit huge globs of love to our parents and spouses, and the glob slithers away in exchange of words that are somehow beside the point of what we are trying to say. People seem to keep bumping up against each other with their exteriors and falling away from each other. Take even the sexual act—the most intimate merger given to organisms. For most people, even for their entire lives, it is simply a joining of exteriors. The insides melt only in the moment of orgasm, but even this is brief, and a melting is not a communication. It is a physical overcoming of separateness, not a symbolic revelation and justification of one’s interior. Many people pursue sex precisely because it is a mystique of the overcoming of the separateness of the inner world, and they go from one partner to another because they can never quite achieve “it." So the endless interrogations: “What are you thinking about right now—me? Do you feel what I feel? Do you love me?”
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Johhny Falcon, living without love may be harder than facing one's own death. What do you think?
“By the time we grow up we become masters at dissimulation, at cultivating a self that the world cannot probe. But we pay a price. After years of turning people away, of protecting our inner self, of cultivating it by living in a different world, of furnishing this world with our fantasies and dreams—lo and behold we find that we are hopelessly separated from everyone else. We have become victims of our own art. We touch people on the outsides of their bodies, and they us, but we cannot get at their insides and cannot reveal our insides to them. This is one of the great tragedies of our interiority—it is utterly personal and unrevealable. Often we want to say something unusually intimate to a spouse, a parent, a friend, communicate something of how we are really feeling about a sunset, who we really feel we are—only to fall strangely and miserably flat. Once in a great while we succeed, sometimes more with one person, less or never with others. But the occasional break-through only proves the rule. You reach out with a disclosure, fail, and fall back bitterly into yourself. We emit huge globs of love to our parents and spouses, and the glob slithers away in exchange of words that are somehow beside the point of what we are trying to say. People seem to keep bumping up against each other with their exteriors and falling away from each other. Take even the sexual act—the most intimate merger given to organisms. For most people, even for their entire lives, it is simply a joining of exteriors. The insides melt only in the moment of orgasm, but even this is brief, and a melting is not a communication. It is a physical overcoming of separateness, not a symbolic revelation and justification of one’s interior. Many people pursue sex precisely because it is a mystique of the overcoming of the separateness of the inner world, and they go from one partner to another because they can never quite achieve “it." So the endless interrogations: “What are you thinking about right now—me? Do you feel what I feel? Do you love me?”
I knew it! You're a woman.
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"Death is a release from the impressions of the senses, and from desires that make us their puppets, and from the vagaries of the mind, and from the hard service of the flesh."
"Despise not death, but welcome it, for nature wills it like all else."
"He who fears death either fears the loss of sensation or a different kind of sensation. But if thou shalt have no sensation, neither wilt thou feel any harm; and if thou shalt acquire another kind of sensation, thou wilt be a different kind of living being and thou wilt not cease to live."
"It is not death that a man should fear, but he should fear never beginning to live."
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The Last Messiah
The first English version of a classic essay by Peter Wessel Zapffe, originally published in Janus #9, 1933. Translated from the Norwegian by Gisle R. Tangenes.
One night in long bygone times, man awoke and saw himself.
He saw that he was naked under cosmos, homeless in his own body. All things dissolved before his testing thought, wonder above wonder, horror above horror unfolded in his mind.
Then woman too awoke and said it was time to go and slay. And he fetched his bow and arrow, a fruit of the marriage of spirit and hand, and went outside beneath the stars. But as the beasts arrived at their waterholes where he expected them of habit, he felt no more the tiger’s bound in his blood, but a great psalm about the brotherhood of suffering between everything alive.
That day he did not return with prey, and when they found him by the next new moon, he was sitting dead by the waterhole.
II
Whatever happened? A breach in the very unity of life, a biological paradox, an abomination, an absurdity, an exaggeration of disastrous nature. Life had overshot its target, blowing itself apart. A species had been armed too heavily – by spirit made almighty without, but equally a menace to its own well-being. Its weapon was like a sword without hilt or plate, a two-edged blade cleaving everything; but he who is to wield it must grasp the blade and turn the one edge toward himself.
Despite his new eyes, man was still rooted in matter, his soul spun into it and subordinated to its blind laws. And yet he could see matter as a stranger, compare himself to all phenomena, see through and locate his vital processes. He comes to nature as an unbidden guest, in vain extending his arms to beg conciliation with his maker: Nature answers no more, it performed a miracle with man, but later did not know him. He has lost his right of residence in the universe, has eaten from the Tree of Knowledge and been expelled from Paradise. He is mighty in the near world, but curses his might as purchased with his harmony of soul, his innocence, his inner peace in life’s embrace.
So there he stands with his visions, betrayed by the universe, in wonder and fear. The beast knew fear as well, in thunderstorms and on the lion’s claw. But man became fearful of life itself – indeed, of his very being. Life – that was for the beast to feel the play of power, it was heat and games and strife and hunger, and then at last to bow before the law of course. In the beast, suffering is self-confined, in man, it knocks holes into a fear of the world and a despair of life. Even as the child sets out on the river of life, the roars from the waterfall of death rise highly above the vale, ever closer, and tearing, tearing at its joy. Man beholds the earth, and it is breathing like a great lung; whenever it exhales, delightful life swarms from all its pores and reaches out toward the sun, but when it inhales, a moan of rupture passes through the multitude, and corpses whip the ground like bouts of hail. Not merely his own day could he see, the graveyards wrung themselves before his gaze, the laments of sunken millennia wailed against him from the ghastly decaying shapes, the earth-turned dreams of mothers. Future’s curtain unravelled itself to reveal a nightmare of endless repetition, a senseless squander of organic material. The suffering of human billions makes its entrance into him through the gateway of compassion, from all that happen arises a laughter to mock the demand for justice, his profoundest ordering principle. He sees himself emerge in his mother’s womb, he holds up his hand in the air and it has five branches; whence this devilish number five, and what has it to do with my soul? He is no longer obvious to himself – he touches his body in utter horror; this is you and so far do you extend and no farther. He carries a meal within him, yesterday it was a beast that could itself dash around, now I suck it up and make it part of me, and where do I begin and end? All things chain together in causes and effects, and everything he wants to grasp dissolves before the testing thought. Soon he sees mechanics even in the so-far whole and dear, in the smile of his beloved – there are other smiles as well, a torn boot with toes. Eventually, the features of things are features only of himself. Nothing exists without himself, every line points back at him, the world is but a ghostly echo of his voice – he leaps up loudly screaming and wants to disgorge himself onto the earth along with his impure meal, he feels the looming of madness and wants to find death before losing even such ability.
But as he stands before imminent death, he grasps its nature also, and the cosmic import of the step to come. His creative imagination constructs new, fearful prospects behind the curtain of death, and he sees that even there is no sanctuary found. And now he can discern the outline of his biologicocosmic terms: He is the universe’s helpless captive, kept to fall into nameless possibilities.
From this moment on, he is in a state of relentless panic.
Such a ‘feeling of cosmic panic’ is pivotal to every human mind. Indeed, the race appears destined to perish in so far as any effective preservation and continuation of life is ruled out when all of the individual’s attention and energy goes to endure, or relay, the catastrophic high tension within.
The tragedy of a species becoming unfit for life by overevolving one ability is not confined to humankind. Thus it is thought, for instance, that certain deer in paleontological times succumbed as they acquired overly-heavy horns. The mutations must be considered blind, they work, are thrown forth, without any contact of interest with their environment.
In depressive states, the mind may be seen in the image of such an antler, in all its fantastic splendour pinning its bearer to the ground.
III
Why, then, has mankind not long ago gone extinct during great epidemics of madness? Why do only a fairly minor number of individuals perish because they fail to endure the strain of living – because cognition gives them more than they can carry?
Cultural history, as well as observation of ourselves and others, allow the following answer: Most people learn to save themselves by artificially limiting the content of consciousness.
If the giant deer, at suitable intervals, had broken off the outer spears of its antlers, it might have kept going for some while longer. Yet in fever and constant pain, indeed, in betrayal of its central idea, the core of its peculiarity, for it was vocated by creation’s hand to be the horn bearer of wild animals. What it gained in continuance, it would lose in significance, in grandness of life, in other words a continuance without hope, a march not up to affirmation, but forth across its ever recreated ruins, a self-destructive race against the sacred will of blood.
The identity of purpose and perishment is, for giant deer and man alike, the tragic paradox of life. In devoted Bejahung, the last Cervis Giganticus bore the badge of its lineage to its end. The human being saves itself and carries on. It performs, to extend a settled phrase, a more or less self-conscious repression of its damaging surplus of consciousness. This process is virtually constant during our waking and active hours, and is a requirement of social adaptability and of everything commonly referred to as healthy and normal living.
Psychiatry even works on the assumption that the ‘healthy’ and viable is at one with the highest in personal terms. Depression, ‘fear of life,’ refusal of nourishment and so on are invariably taken as signs of a pathological state and treated thereafter. Often, however, such phenomena are messages from a deeper, more immediate sense of life, bitter fruits of a geniality of thought or feeling at the root of antibiological tendencies. It is not the soul being sick, but its protection failing, or else being rejected because it is experienced – correctly – as a betrayal of ego’s highest potential.
The whole of living that we see before our eyes today is from inmost to outmost enmeshed in repressional mechanisms, social and individual; they can be traced right into the tritest formulas of everyday life. Though they take a vast and multifarious variety of forms, it seems legitimate to at least identify four major kinds, naturally occuring in every possible combination: isolation, anchoring, distraction and sublimation.
By isolation I here mean a fully arbitrary dismissal from consciousness of all disturbing and destructive thought and feeling. (Engström: “One should not think, it is just confusing.”) A perfect and almost brutalising variant is found among certain physicians, who for self-protection will only see the technical aspect of their profession. It can also decay to pure hooliganism, as among petty thugs and medical students, where any sensitivity to the tragic side of life is eradicated by violent means (football played with cadaver heads, and so on.)
In everyday interaction, isolation is manifested in a general code of mutual silence: primarily toward children, so these are not at once scared senseless by the life they have just begun, but retain their illusions until they can afford to lose them. In return, children are not to bother the adults with untimely reminders of sex, toilet, or death. Among adults there are the rules of ‘tact,’ the mechanism being openly displayed when a man who weeps on the street is removed with police assistance.
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The mechanism of anchoring also serves from early childhood; parents, home, the street become matters of course to the child and give it a sense of assurance. This sphere of experience is the first, and perhaps the happiest, protection against the cosmos that we ever get to know in life, a fact that doubtless also explains the much debated ‘infantile bonding;’ the question of whether that is sexually tainted too is unimportant here. When the child later discovers that those fixed points are as ‘arbitrary’ and ‘ephemeral’ as any others, it has a crisis of confusion and anxiety and promptly looks around for another anchoring. “In Autumn, I will attend middle school.” If the substitution somehow fails, then the crisis may take a fatal course, or else what I will call an anchoring spasm occurs: One clings to the dead values, concealing as well as possible from oneself and others the fact that they are unworkable, that one is spiritually insolvent. The result is lasting insecurity, ‘feelings of inferiority,’ over-compensation, restlessness. Insofar as this state falls into certain categories, it is made subject to psychoanalytic treatment, which aims to complete the transition to new anchorings.
Anchoring might be characterised as a fixation of points within, or construction of walls around, the liquid fray of consciousness. Though typically unconscious, it may also be fully conscious (one ‘adopts a goal’.) Publicly useful anchorings are met with sympathy, he who ‘sacrifices himself totally’ for his anchoring (the firm, the cause) is idolised. He has established a mighty bulwark against the dissolution of life, and others are by suggestion gaining from his strength. In a brutalised form, as deliberate action, it is found among ‘decadent’ playboys (“one should get married in time, and then the constraints will come of themselves.”) Thus one establishes a necessity in one’s life, exposing oneself to an obvious evil from one’s point of view, but a soothing of the nerves, a high-walled container for a sensibility to life that has been growing increasingly crude. Ibsen presents, in Hjalmar Ekdal and Molvik, two flowering cases (‘living lies’); there is no difference between their anchoring and that of the pillars of society except for the practico-economic unproductiveness of the former.
Any culture is a great, rounded system of anchorings, built on foundational firmaments, the basic cultural ideas. The average person makes do with the collective firmaments, the personality is building for himself, the person of character has finished his construction, more or less grounded on the inherited, collective main firmaments (God, the Church, the State, morality, fate, the law of life, the people, the future). The closer to main firmaments a certain carrying element is, the more perilous it is to touch. Here a direct protection is normally established by means of penal codes and threats of prosecution (inquisition, censorship, the Conservative approach to life).
The carrying capacity of each segment either depends on its fictitious nature having not been seen through yet, or else on its being recognised as necessary anyway. Hence the religious education in schools, which even atheists support because they know no other way to bring children into social ways of response.
Whenever people realise the fictitiousness or redundancy of the segments, they will strive to replace them with new ones (‘the limited duration of Truths’) – and whence flows all the spiritual and cultural strife which, along with economic competition, forms the dynamic content of world history.
The craving for material goods (power) is not so much due to the direct pleasures of wealth, as none can be seated on more than one chair or eat himself more than sated. Rather, the value of a fortune to life consists in the rich opportunities for anchoring and distraction offered to the owner.
Both for collective and individual anchorings it holds that when a segment breaks, there is a crisis that is graver the closer that segment to main firmaments. Within the inner circles, sheltered by the outer ramparts, such crises are daily and fairly painfree occurrences (‘disappointments’); even a playing with anchoring values is here seen (wittiness, jargon, alcohol). But during such play one may accidentally rip a hole right to the bottom, and the scene is instantly transformed from euphoric to macabre. The dread of being stares us in the eye, and in a deadly gush we perceive how the minds are dangling in threads of their own spinning, and that a hell is lurking underneath.
The very foundational firmaments are rarely replaced without great social spasms and a risk of complete dissolution (reformation, revolution). During such times, individuals are increasingly left to their own devices for anchoring, and the number of failures tends to rise. Depressions, excesses, and suicides result (German officers after the war, Chinese students after the revolution).
Another flaw of the system is the fact that various danger fronts often require very different firmaments. As a logical superstructure is built upon each, there follow clashes of incommensurable modes of feeling and thought. Then despair can enter through the rifts. In such cases, a person may be obsessed with destructive joy, dislodging the whole artificial apparatus of his life and starting with rapturous horror to make a clean sweep of it. The horror stems from the loss of all sheltering values, the rapture from his by now ruthless identification and harmony with our nature’s deepest secret, the biological unsoundness, the enduring disposition for doom.
We love the anchorings for saving us, but also hate them for limiting our sense of freedom. Whenever we feel strong enough, we thus take pleasure in going together to bury an expired value in style. Material objects take on a symbolic import here (the Radical approach to life).
When a human being has eliminated those of his anchorings that are visible to himself, only the unconscious ones staying put, then he will call himself a liberated personality.
A very popular mode of protection is distraction. One limits attention to the critical bounds by constantly enthralling it with impressions. This is typical even in childhood; without distraction, the child is also insufferable to itself. “Mom, what am I to do.” A little English girl visiting her Norwegian aunts came inside from her room, saying: “What happens now?” The nurses attain virtuosity: Look, a doggie! Watch, they are painting the palace! The phenomenon is too familiar to require any further demonstration. Distraction is, for example, the ‘high society’s’ tactic for living. It can be likened to a flying machine – made of heavy material, but embodying a principle that keeps it airborne whenever applying. It must always be in motion, as air only carries it fleetingly. The pilot may grow drowsy and comfortable out of habit, but the crisis is acute as soon as the engine flunks.
The tactic is often fully conscious. Despair may dwell right underneath and break through in gushes, in a sudden sobbing. When all distractive options are expended, spleen sets in, ranging from mild indifference to fatal depression. Women, in general less cognition-prone and hence more secure in their living than men, preferably use distraction.
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A considerable evil of imprisonment is the denial of most distractive options. And as terms for deliverance by other means are poor as well, the prisoner will tend to stay in the close vicinity of despair. The acts he then commits to deflect the final stage have a warrant in the principle of vitality itself. In such a moment he is experiencing his soul within the universe, and has no other motive than the utter inendurability of that condition.
Pure examples of life-panic are presumably rare, as the protective mechanisms are refined and automatic and to some extent unremitting. But even the adjacent terrain bears the mark of death, life is here barely sustainable and by great efforts. Death always appears as an escape, one ignores the possibilities of the hereafter, and as the way death is experienced is partly dependent on feeling and perspective, it might be quite an acceptable solution. If one in statu mortis could manage a pose (a poem, a gesture, to ‘die standing up’), i.e. a final anchoring, or a final distraction (Aases’ death), then such a fate is not the worst one at all. The press, for once serving the concealment mechanism, never fails to find reasons that cause no alarm – “it is believed that the latest fall in the price of wheat...”
When a human being takes his life in depression, this is a natural death of spiritual causes. The modern barbarity of ‘saving’ the suicidal is based on a hairraising misapprehension of the nature of existence.
Only a limited part of humanity can make do with mere ‘changes’, whether in work, social life, or entertainment. The cultured person demands connections, lines, a progression in the changes. Nothing finite satisfies at length, one is ever proceeding, gathering knowledge, making a career. The phenomenon is known as ‘yearning’ or ‘transcendental tendency.’ Whenever a goal is reached, the yearning moves on; hence its object is not the goal, but the very attainment of it – the gradient, not the absolute height, of the curve representing one’s life. The promotion from private to corporal may give a more valuable experience than the one from colonel to general. Any grounds of ‘progressive optimism’ are removed by this major psychological law.
The human yearning is not merely marked by a ‘striving toward’, but equally by an ‘escape from.’ And if we use the word in a religious sense, only the latter description fits. For here, none has yet been clear about what he is longing for, but one has always a heartfelt awareness of what one is longing away from, namely the earthly vale of tears, one’s own inendurable condition. If awareness of this predicament is the deepest stratum of the soul, as argued above, then it is also understandable why the religious yearning is felt and experienced as fundamental. By contrast, the hope that it forms a divine criterion, which harbours a promise of its own fulfilment, is placed in a truly melancholy light by these considerations.
The fourth remedy against panic, sublimation, is a matter of transformation rather than repression. Through stylistic or artistic gifts can the very pain of living at times be converted into valuable experiences. Positive impulses engage the evil and put it to their own ends, fastening onto its pictorial, dramatic, heroic, lyric or even comic aspects.
Unless the worst sting of suffering is blunted by other means, or denied control of the mind, such utilisation is unlikely, however. (Image: The mountaineer does not enjoy his view of the abyss while choking with vertigo; only when this feeling is more or less overcome does he enjoy it – anchored.) To write a tragedy, one must to some extent free oneself from – betray – the very feeling of tragedy and regard it from an outer, e.g. aesthetic, point of view. Here is, by the way, an opportunity for the wildest round-dancing through ever higher ironic levels, into a most embarrassing circulus vitiosus. Here one can chase one’s ego across numerous habitats, enjoying the capacity of the various layers of consciousness to dispel one another.
The present essay is a typical attempt at sublimation. The author does not suffer, he is filling pages and is going to be published in a journal.
The ‘martyrdom’ of lonely ladies also shows a kind of sublimation – they gain in significance thereby.
Nevertheless, sublimation appears to be the rarest of the protective means mentioned here.
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IV
Is it possible for ‘primitive natures’ to renounce these cramps and cavorts and live in harmony with themselves in the serene bliss of labour and love? Insofar as they may be considered human at all, I think the answer must be no. The strongest claim to be made about the so-called peoples of nature is that they are somewhat closer to the wonderful biological ideal than we unnatural people. And when even we have so far been able to save a majority through every storm, we have been assisted by the sides of our nature that are just modestly or moderately developed. This positive basis (as protection alone cannot create life, only hinder its faltering) must be sought in the naturally adapted deployment of the energy in the body and the biologically helpful parts of the soul1, subject to such hardships as are precisely due to sensory limitations, bodily frailty, and the need to do work for life and love.
And just in this finite land of bliss within the fronts do the progressing civilisation, technology and standardisation have such a debasing influence. For as an ever growing fraction of the cognitive faculties retire from the game against the environment, there is a rising spiritual unemployment. The value of a technical advance to the whole undertaking of life must be judged by its contribution to the human opportunity for spiritual occupation. Though boundaries are blurry, perhaps the first tools for cutting might be mentioned as a case of a positive invention.
Other technical inventions enrich only the life of the inventor himself; they represent a gross and ruthless theft from humankind’s common reserve of experiences and should invoke the harshest punishment if made public against the veto of censorship. One such crime among numerous others is the use of flying machines to explore uncharted land. In a single vandalistic glob, one thus destroys lush opportunities for experience that could benefit many if each, by effort, obtained his fair share.2
The current phase of life’s chronic fever is particularly tainted by this circumstance. The absence of naturally (biologically) based spiritual activity shows up, for example, in the pervasive recourse to distraction (entertainment, sport, radio – ‘the rhythm of the times’). Terms for anchoring are not as favourable – all the inherited, collective systems of anchorings are punctured by criticism, and anxiety, disgust, confusion, despair leak in through the rifts (‘corpses in the cargo.’) Communism and psychoanalysis, however incommensurable otherwise, both attempt (as Communism has also a spiritual reflection) by novel means to vary the old escape anew; applying, respectively, violence and guile to make humans biologically fit by ensnaring their critical surplus of cognition. The idea, in either case, is uncannily logical. But again, it cannot yield a final solution. Though a deliberate degeneration to a more viable nadir may certainly save the species in the short run, it will by its nature be unable to find peace in such resignation, or indeed find any peace at all.
V
If we continue these considerations to the bitter end, then the conclusion is not in doubt. As long as humankind recklessly proceeds in the fateful delusion of being biologically fated for triumph, nothing essential will change. As its numbers mount and the spiritual atmosphere thickens, the techniques of protection must assume an increasingly brutal character.
And humans will persist in dreaming of salvation and affirmation and a new Messiah. Yet when many saviours have been nailed to trees and stoned on the city squares, then the last Messiah shall come.
Then will appear the man who, as the first of all, has dared strip his soul naked and submit it alive to the outmost thought of the lineage, the very idea of doom. A man who has fathomed life and its cosmic ground, and whose pain is the Earth’s collective pain. With what furious screams shall not mobs of all nations cry out for his thousandfold death, when like a cloth his voice encloses the globe, and the strange message has resounded for the first and last time:
“– The life of the worlds is a roaring river, but Earth’s is a pond and a backwater.
– The sign of doom is written on your brows – how long will ye kick against the pin-pricks?
– But there is one conquest and one crown, one redemption and one solution.
– Know yourselves – be infertile and let the earth be silent after ye.”
And when he has spoken, they will pour themselves over him, led by the pacifier makers and the midwives, and bury him in their fingernails.
He is the last Messiah. As son from father, he stems from the archer by the waterhole.
Peter Wessel Zapffe, 1933
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Den sidste Messias (English: The Last Messiah), published in 1933, is one of Peter Wessel Zapffe's most significant essays as well as concepts, which sums up his own thoughts from his book, On the Tragic, and, as a theory describes a reinterpretation of Friedrich Nietzsche's Übermensch. Zapffe believed that existential angst in humanity was the result of an overly evolved intellect, and that people overcome this by "artificially limiting the content of consciousness."[1]
The human condition
Zapffe views the human condition as tragically overdeveloped, calling it "a biological paradox, an abomination, an absurdity, an exaggeration of disastrous nature."[1] Zapffe viewed the world as beyond humanity's need for meaning, unable to provide any of the answers to the fundamental existential questions.
The tragedy of a species becoming unfit for life by over-evolving one ability is not confined to humankind. Thus it is thought, for instance, that certain deer in paleontological times succumbed as they acquired overly-heavy horns. The mutations must be considered blind, they work, are thrown forth, without any contact of interest with their environment.
In depressive states, the mind may be seen in the image of such an antler, in all its fantastic splendour pinning its bearer to the ground.
— Peter Wessel Zapffe, The Last Messiah[1]
Throughout the essay, Zapffe alludes to Nietzsche, "the poster case, as it were, of seeing too much for sanity."[2]
After placing the source of anguish in human intellect, Zapffe then sought as to why humanity simply didn't just perish. He concluded humanity "performs, to extend a settled phrase, a more or less self-conscious repression of its damaging surplus of consciousness" and that this was "a requirement of social adaptability and of everything commonly referred to as healthy and normal living."[1] He provided four defined mechanisms of defense that allowed an individual to overcome their burden of intellect.
Remedies against panic
Isolation is the first method Zapffe noted, who defined it as "a fully arbitrary dismissal from consciousness of all disturbing and destructive thought and feeling" and cites "One should not think, it is just confusing" as an example.[1]
Anchoring, according to Zapffe, is the "fixation of points within, or construction of walls around, the liquid fray of consciousness". The anchoring mechanism provides individuals a value or an ideal that allows them to focus their attentions in a consistent manner. Zapffe compared this mechanism to Norwegian playwright Henrik Ibsen's concept of the life-lie from the play The Wild Duck, where the family has achieved a tolerable modus vivendi by ignoring the skeletons and by permitting each member to live in a dreamworld of his own. Zapffe also applied the anchoring principle to society, and stated "God, the Church, the State, morality, fate, the laws of life, the people, the future" are all examples of collective primary anchoring firmaments. He noted flaws in the principle's ability to properly address the human condition, and warned against the despair provoked resulting from discovering one's anchoring mechanism was false. Another shortcoming of anchoring is conflict between contradicting anchoring mechanisms, which Zapffe posits will bring one to destructive nihilism.[1]
Distraction is when "one limits attention to the critical bounds by constantly enthralling it with impressions."[1] Distraction focuses all of one's energy on a task or idea to prevent the mind from turning in on itself.
Sublimation is the refocusing of energy away from negative outlets, toward positive ones.
Through stylistic or artistic gifts can the very pain of living at times be converted into valuable experiences. Positive impulses engage the evil and put it to their own ends, fastening onto its pictorial, dramatic, heroic, lyric or even comic aspects.... To write a tragedy, one must to some extent free oneself from- betray- the very feeling of tragedy and regard it from an outer, e.g. aesthetic, point of view. Here is, by the way, an opportunity for the wildest round-dancing through ever higher ironic levels, into a most embarrassing circulus vitiosus. Here one can chase one's ego across numerous habitats, enjoying the capacity of the various layers of consciousness to dispel one another.
The present essay is a typical attempt at sublimation. The author does not suffer, he is filling pages and is going to be published in a journal.
— Peter Wessel Zapffe, The Last Messiah[1]
The last messiah
Zapffe concluded that "As long as humankind recklessly proceeds in the fateful delusion of being biologically fated for triumph, nothing essential will change." Mankind will get increasingly desperate until 'the last messiah' arrives, "the man who, as the first of all, has dared strip his soul naked and submit it alive to the outmost thought of the lineage, the very idea of doom. A man who has fathomed life and its cosmic ground, and whose pain is the Earth's collective pain."[1] Zapffe compares his messiah to Moses, but ultimately rejects the precept to “be fruitful, and multiply, and replenish the earth,” by saying “Know yourselves – be infertile, and let the earth be silent after ye.”[2]
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I punched a no parking sign in 4th grade.
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Do not go gentle into that good posing room.
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Did you not mean, Schmoetel 6ex room? Perhaps the answer was already there, just conveniently veiled in your words of wisdom, sir? Bet that's it! ;D
And Marty, what about ennui? Should it not be fought just as vigorously? Pray tell because sometimes your stuff is great and others?
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im not lieing i feel like death (hot and tired) when at this hour of the night at 320 of pure fat energy and cant sleep because of the kelp so doing punches kicks squats and jumping jacks, i start to feel better and clear minded at alert. a bit of indigestion though when i take kelp i only need 4-5 hours of sleep no need for catchup days either its fucking scary , im a life long member of the 8 hours a rest a night club and this shit puts your life on a new level
i can only imagine the ancestors, the ones not blinded by false guydance who lived by the sea and ate kelp (experimented) like it was nothing and jacked and sleepless like the greek gods even .
the shit is powerfull but i didnt notice the effects of kelp when i was 18-25 really , at that age i wasnt very perceptive
i feel like a giant tank of petroleum feul, not pretty in the body just jiggly but can drive wherever needed to go. while a black man may look the part of muscular and lean but can do nothing and is fragile pretty odd contrast
There's a lot going on, here. Superior post.
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i cannot fathom dieing man. its too shitty. many times a feeling of death is just lack of special nutrients or too much energy when trying to sleep ect
you know the subject of magnetism and electricity is such a subject to learn if you are placed on this earth no subject will reveal more. all current sciences stem from magnetism and electricity ! it doesnt just skip over that biology and energy all stem from it
some of the old philosipers felt that the magnet rocks attracted because there was a void somewhere somehow, much how if we feel bad or death we have a void in us a magnetism effect. its a relentless magnetised battle trying to take us down, you have to re learn old tricks sometimes. i took some of that kelp been experiementing with it on and off 1/2 a tiny pill is enough it gives you energy at NIGHT! i dont want it at night but hey im not complaining that much, atleast it effects me in someway and i can learn from it. im having to do all these punches and squats to try to calm down and studying some pdf files on magnetism
i know i have been hateful to members i hope they forgive me but i want to punch them in the face when they just insult me , i am convinced they is not human just opposing magnets or they are filling the void of negativity that i lack,
im not saying anything weird just true
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...i can only imagine the ancestors, the ones not blinded by false guydance who lived by the sea and ate kelp (experimented) like it was nothing and jacked and sleepless like the greek gods even .
Ah yes, the effects of a "guydance" can be devastating to some. Makes them want to eat kelp and jack so much you don't sleep.
Just kidding with you. ;D Speeeling eror! I hope.
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Yeah, and what if your consciousness doesn't die, just your body.
what if life is brutally cruel and when you die...you know your dead you just can't do anything about it...and your stuck in a fucking box under the ground for the all eternity screaming your fucking head off inside your dead body.
point is, what if it truly fucking sucks? everybody always goes on and on about some peaceful release....what if it's just the opposite
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I suspect when you die it goes back to being like what things were like before you were born but I don't remember what that was like.
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Death is the last thing a human being should ever worry about. ;D
Your death has nothing to do with you.
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Yeah, and what if your consciousness doesn't die, just your body.
what if life is brutally cruel and when you die...you know your dead you just can't do anything about it...and your stuck in a fucking box under the ground for the all eternity screaming your fucking head off inside your dead body.
point is, what if it truly fucking sucks? everybody always goes on and on about some peaceful release....what if it's just the opposite
consciousness is a product of the brain which is a part of the body. When the body and brain disintegrate, so does your consciousness.
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consciousness is a product of the brain which is a part of the body. When the body and brain disintegrate, so does your consciousness.
In theory. Nobody knows what death is like.
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Nobody knows what death is like.
I was married once, I have a pretty good idea of what death is like...
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I was married once, I have a pretty good idea of what death is like...
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consciousness is a product of the brain which is a part of the body. When the body and brain disintegrate, so does your consciousness.
i get groink's point though.
when i was younger i would have esoteric dilemnas right along the lines of his quote above; further than "what is death" in general terms, but I would wonder about what death specifically was. like, the tangible aspects of it. can you feel? where do you go? etc'.
then i grew up and these questions dissipated from my consciousness as my body got stronger (to keep your underlining setniment uber).
marty, solid thread. you've been on a weak roll lately, but it looks like you're doing well today. meth dealer out of town?
in b4 manlet accusations; 6'2''.
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Hey Johnnie Falcon why don't U pop up to Liberia & fight Ebola :D
Wiggs could join U too :D
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consciousness is a product of the brain which is a part of the body. When the body and brain disintegrate, so does your consciousness.
and you know this how?
yogis,saints,mystics,true philosophers all know this is false, the true self is eternal,never born, deathless, perfect, you will not come to this self knowledge in this life but sometime you will and you will be free at last.
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Consciousness is a product of the universe. 8)
The Wolfox once went on a multi-year long spiritual journey of self exploration and rumination of all things.
It was a profound experience to say the least. 8)
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Consciousness is a product of the universe. 8)
The Wolfox once went a years long spiritual journey of self exploration and rumination of all things. It was a profound experience to say the least.
8)
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Some say we were just lost...but i believe sometimes you gotta get lost to find yourself. 8)
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Yeah, and what if your consciousness doesn't die, just your body.
what if life is brutally cruel and when you die...you know your dead you just can't do anything about it...and your stuck in a fucking box under the ground for the all eternity screaming your fucking head off inside your dead body.
point is, what if it truly fucking sucks? everybody always goes on and on about some peaceful release....what if it's just the opposite
thought about this too , lets entertain this thought, if this is true im guessing we just phase out and think about memories in this life for all eternity
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and you know this how?
yogis,saints,mystics,true philosophers all know this is false, the true self is eternal,never born, deathless, perfect, you will not come to this self knowledge in this life but sometime you will and you will be free at last.
Why is it no surprise you believe in nonsense and airy fairy ideas? Yogis, saints, mystics. WTF???? You moron
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Space: The final frontier
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Death cannot be "fought". It is inevitable. Unavoidable. What scares you the most JF is your own mortality. You wish to gain knowledge before you die, but you don't know when that will be, and at the same time all the aches and pains that you have, have crept into your mind.
This has possibly put fear in you...fear of dying, and fear of death.
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and you know this how?
yogis,saints,mystics,true philosophers all know this is false, the true self is eternal,never born, deathless, perfect, you will not come to this self knowledge in this life but sometime you will and you will be free at last.
You cannot make a general statement like that. Also, what is a "true" philosopher? Does a "true" philosopher hold a certain degree? Do "true" philosophers write X amount of books? Explain what a "true" philosopher is.
Second, there are many philosophers (I would consider them "true" philosophers"), such as Daniel Dennet, Sam Harris, Bertrand Russel, Friedrich Nietzche, and Jean Paul Sartre, who, I would surmise, do not believe there is an eternal self or consciousness after we die.
Third, most yogis, saints, and mystics are a bunch of charlatans.
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You cannot make a general statement like that. Also, what is a "true" philosopher? Does a "true" philosopher hold a certain degree? Do "true" philosophers write X amount of books? Explain what a "true" philosopher is.
Second, there are many philosophers (I would consider them "true" philosophers"), such as Daniel Dennet, Sam Harris, Bertrand Russel, Friedrich Nietzche, and Jean Paul Sartre, who, I would surmise, do not believe there is an eternal self or consciousness after we die.
Third, most yogis, saints, and mystics are a bunch of charlatans.
Thanks, I wanted to take the time to express a similar sentiment but knew it would be wasted on BigRo, so I just mocked him. People tend to go with whatever romantic notion makes them feel the best about their own demise. It appears that death is unknowable, just add it to the list of many other mysteries encountered in life.
“It is not death that a man should fear, but he should fear never beginning to live.”
― Marcus Aurelius, Meditations
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Thanks, I wanted to take the time to express a similar sentiment but knew it would be wasted on BigRo, so I just mocked him. People tend to go with whatever romantic notion makes them feel the best about their own demise. It appears that death is unknowable, just add it to the list of many other mysteries encountered in life.
“It is not death that a man should fear, but he should fear never beginning to live.”
― Marcus Aurelius, Meditations
Well, Ernest Becker, in his book, "The Denial of Death" believed that we denied our death by active use of defense mechanisms (job, hobbies, our personalities). From a webpage: The basic premise of The Denial of Death is that human civilization is ultimately an elaborate, symbolic defense mechanism against the knowledge of our mortality, which in turn acts as the emotional and intellectual response to our basic survival mechanism.
I guess for a lot of people, they use religion as a romantic notion against death. They would feel much more free if they just accepted the fact that there is nothing after death.
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Well, Ernest Becker, in his book, "The Denial of Death" believed that we denied our death by active use of defense mechanisms (job, hobbies, our personalities). From a webpage: The basic premise of The Denial of Death is that human civilization is ultimately an elaborate, symbolic defense mechanism against the knowledge of our mortality, which in turn acts as the emotional and intellectual response to our basic survival mechanism.
I guess for a lot of people, they use religion as a romantic notion against death. They would feel much more free if they just accepted the fact that there is nothing after death.
If people accepted this truth of the finality that death brings they wouldn't waste their lives on meaningless activities, they would get to doing what is truly important TO THEM. The concept of eternity ruins life, makes it meaningless and valueless. Who values something that never ends, that lasts forever.
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If people accepted this truth of the finality that death brings they wouldn't waste their lives on meaningless activities, they would get to doing what is truly important TO THEM. The concept of eternity ruins life, makes it meaningless and valueless. Who values something that never ends, that lasts forever.
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Which is why atheism is so freeing. Makes you appreciate this life. Most religious zealots believe that the afterlife is much better than this life. I believe this hinders their ability to truly appreciate this life. What can be more beautiful than this life? Nothing.
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Which is why atheism is so freeing. Makes you appreciate this life. Most religious zealots believe that the afterlife is much better than this life. I believe this hinders their ability to truly appreciate this life. What can be more beautiful than this life? Nothing.
It just occured to me why The Establishment promotes this idea of eternal life so much, it is easier to control people and prevent them rebelling from being say wage slaves if you teach them the have an eternity to do what is important to them. It would be harder to control people if they were aware of how limited their lives were and how precious every moment was. People wouldn't so willing waste their lives on forced servitude and would rebel against it.
The concept of eternal life gives man hope, and I think Nietzsche was right when he said. “Hope is the worst of evils, for it prolongs the torment of man”
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It just occured to me why The Establishment promotes this idea of eternal life so much, it is easier to control people and prevent them rebelling from being say wage slaves if you teach them the have an eternity to do what is important to them. It would be harder to control people if they were aware of how limited their lives were and how precious every moment was. People wouldn't so willing waste their lives on forced servitude and would rebel against it.
The concept of eternal life gives man hope, and I think Nietzsche was right when he said. “Hope is the worst of evils, for it prolongs the torment of man”
The Big, Political Machine keeps trumping along, while the average citizen continues to be a "slave" to the machine.
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the essential knowledge is not knowledge of things born of mind but knowledge of soul by identity born of transcendental perception. True philiosophy points us towards this therefore I have every right to say it. Russell and co are stuck in intellect like most of you modern sophisticated hurs :P
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the essential knowledge is not knowledge of things born of mind but knowledge of soul by identity born of transcendental perception. True philiosophy points us towards this therefore I have every right to say it. Russell and co are stuck in intellect like most of you modern sophisticated hurs :P
No, there is no one philosophy that makes the other less "true" because it doesn't point one toward transcendental perception.
You just randomly throw a bunch of big words together to try and prove your point, but you inevitably "fall flat."
Your idea that philosophy is not "true" if its concerned with intellect is pure conjecture. Come back when you have something useful. Try making a solid ardgument, instead of saying, "I have every right to say it." No shit you do. Everyone has a right to say what they want. It doesn't make it useful or true.
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and on what authority do you speak? you tell me I am wrong, deny a divine basis for real knowledge yet proceed to talk as if you are in possession of proper understanding.
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the essential knowledge is not knowledge of things born of mind but knowledge of soul by identity born of transcendental perception. True philiosophy points us towards this therefore I have every right to say it. Russell and co are stuck in intellect like most of you modern sophisticated hurs :P
Put the pipe down and step away from the New Age section of the bookshop Sir.
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fuck you sir, step away from your circumcised jerk circle.
I am not a pot head, I might have a puff of someones twice a year.
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Falcon, did you say you're 320lbs?
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fuck you sir, step away from your circumcised jerk circle.
I am not a pot head, I might have a puff of someones twice a year.
Now Now, settle down big fella, you are too attached to your anger, Just Relax and meditate a little more and realise that you are everything and everything is you. Life is nothing more than an illusion, so there is no 'you'. So when I insult 'you', you needn't worry, as there is no 'you' to insult. By trading blows we are simply fulfilling our karmic destiny on our way to become enlightened. ::) ;D
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and on what authority do you speak? you tell me I am wrong, deny a divine basis for real knowledge yet proceed to talk as if you are in possession of proper understanding.
The current proper scientific understanding does not support a divine being. I guess I can speak on that authority, genius. Neal DeGrasse Tyson said, "Science is true whether you believe in it or not." So, yeah, my authority is science.
You have read one too many fairy tales. Don't worry, some day you will truly understand that there is no divine being.
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The current proper scientific understanding does not support a divine being. I guess I can speak on that authority, genius. Neal DeGrasse Tyson said, "Science is true whether you believe in it or not." So, yeah, my authority is science.
You have read one too many fairy tales. Don't worry, some day you will truly understand that there is no divine being.
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Falcon will figure this out once all existence of electricity is discovered.
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That quote by Harris captures it perfectly.
It annoys me so much when people say, "Well that's my opinion." How do they not realize that an opinion can be wrong? People are so stuck in the mindset that their opinions are not open up to scrutiny. Very odd way of thinking. Opinions can clearly be wrong if they are in contradiction to the evidence. Yet, people hold so firmly to their convictions.
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That quote by Harris captures it perfectly.
It annoys me so much when people say, "Well that's my opinion." How do they not realize that an opinion can be wrong? People are so stuck in the mindset that their opinions are not open up to scrutiny. Very odd way of thinking. Opinions can clearly be wrong if they are in contradiction to the evidence. Yet, people hold so firmly to their convictions.
As is their entitlement.
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As is their entitlement.
True, but again, just like their opinion, their entitlement doesn't make them right. Their entitlement just allows them to hold onto silly ideas.
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True, but again, just like their opinion, their entitlement doesn't make them right. Their entitlement just allows them to hold onto silly ideas.
Agreed, E-kuls opinion is that its acceptable to dress small children up in revealling clothes and get them to dance provocatively for his entertainment.
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The current proper scientific understanding does not support a divine being. I guess I can speak on that authority, genius.
So you are allowed to speak on the authority of your infant science which is stumbling and crude and takes physical processes to be the complete truth, yet I am not allowed to speak of yogic science which has been around for thousands of years. Why don't you 'scientists' lol stick to the domain which is your specialty, you crusaders who think your doing your gods work are giving science a bad image.
Neal DeGrasse Tyson said, "Science is true whether you believe in it or not." So, yeah, my authority is science.
enjoy your evangelical religion.
You have read one too many fairy tales. Don't worry, some day you will truly understand that there is no divine being.
some day you will realize that god and you are one and the same, dont worry.
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some day you will realize that god and you are one and the same, dont worry.
Please tell me you are joking.
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some day you will realize that god and you are one and the same, dont worry.
Another stupid statement. More gibberish from you. ::yawn::
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I am not attached to the word God, infact you Athitards are more obsessed about God than I am.
From someone with experience in meditation and yoga I am surprised at your hard hardheadedness about this. Enlightenment is a realization of the unity of all life so there is nowhere that God or whatever tickles your fancy is not. Just imagine your gods dawkins and hawking enshrined in your heart, that will do hahaha
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I am not attached to the word God, infact you Athitards are more obsessed about God than I am.
From someone with experience in meditation and yoga I am surprised at your hard hardheadedness about this. Enlightenment is a realization of the unity of all life so there is nowhere that God or whatever tickles your fancy is not. Just imagine your gods dawkins and hawking enshrined in your heart, that will do hahaha
Are you claiming to be enlightened?
I am pretty sure Enlightened people wouldn't support a terrorist organization like HAMAS.
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no, but I have tasted enlightenment and therefore have a desire/aspiration to live in it. That wont leave me, bodybuilding can come and go, women come and go, children may come and go, my parents will die, and one day this heart will stop beating but my need for 'liberation' will never leave me until it is fulfilled.
No but they would support action to stop crimes against humanity. Humanity just called me actually and said it has your colonic irrigation ready to remove Israel from deep inside your anus.
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no, but I have tasted enlightenment and therefore have a desire/aspiration to live in it. That wont leave me, bodybuilding can come and go, women come and go, children may come and go, my parents will die, and one day this heart will stop beating but my need for 'liberation' will never leave me until it is fulfilled.
You have tasted enlightenment. WTF. liberation from WHAT? It sounds like you are deeply attached to wanting to be enlightened full time. Isn't 'ATTACHMENT' one of the obstacles to enlightenment. Your attachment to the need to reach enlightenment full time would serve as an obstacle, would it not. Wouldn't an enlightened being be free from attachment?
It sounds like you have read one too many books by the Dalai Lama. Might be time to start thinking for yourself.
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You have tasted enlightenment. WTF. It sounds like you are deeply attached to wanting to be enlightened full time. Isn't 'ATTACHMENT' one of the obstacles to enlightenment. Your attachment to the need to reach enlightenment full time would serve as an obstacle, would it not. Wouldn't an enlightened being be free from attachment?
It sounds like you have read one too many books by the Dalai Lama. Might be time to start thinking for yourself.
Yes it is but now your just trying to be smart with words, go unblock your hole.
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Yes it is but now your just trying to be smart with words, go unblock your hole.
Did I make to much sense for you? Sorry !
Do you think you are the only one to investigate Buddhist Claims and ZEN ideology?
Here is a tip from someone further down the road than you. It's all a CON.
There is no escape from the human condition and it's inherent suffering, but you can't start a religion based on that truth. Nobody wants to face that reality let alone donate money to such a cause.
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Did I make to much sense for you? Sorry !
He is backed into a corner and is relying on ad hominems.
He needs to stick to what he is good at doing -- sticking needles in his ass and lifting weights.
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Transcendent Man deals with this subject. Ray has his own way of going about it but I'm not sure he is driven by sanity or his estimates and expectations are realistic.
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He is backed into a corner and is relying on ad hominems.
He needs to stick to what he is good at doing -- sticking needles in his ass and lifting weights.
lol. Sad isn't it, desperately seeks enlightenment yet sticks needles in his ass and lifts weights.
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Did I make to much sense for you? Sorry !
Do you think you are the only one to investigate Buddhist Claims and ZEN ideology?
Here is a tip from someone further down the road than you. It's all a CON.
There is no escape from the human condition and it's inherent suffering, but you can't start a religion based on that truth. Nobody wants to face that reality let alone donate money to such a cause.
Without a strong yearning and need enlightenment cannot be realized, the word attachment is not fitting in this sense.
Your conclusion that it is all a con to me stinks of a weakness and defeat.
Meditation can bring much alleviation of suffering and much joy to those to abide in it. Get going.
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He is backed into a corner and is relying on ad hominems.
He needs to stick to what he is good at doing -- sticking needles in his ass and lifting weights.
this is what you Athitards feel comfortable with me doing, you would prefer if I was just a meat head.
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Without a strong yearning and need enlightenment cannot be realized, the word attachment is not fitting in this sense.
Your conclusion that it is all a con to me stinks of a weakness and defeat.
Meditation can bring much alleviation of suffering and much joy to those to abide in it. Get going.
You are just repeating other peoples words, their are stories of people who reached enlightenment suddenly, with no yearning or dedicated attempt to do so. And your need to end you suffering via enlightenment stinks of a weakness and defeat to me.
And meditation does fuck all at best, it won't be replacing morphine anytime soon to alleviate real suffering.
But hold on to the hope you can escape the human condition and it's inherent suffering, the suffering this generates alone is a fitting punishment for you.
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this is what you Athitards feel comfortable with me doing, you would prefer if I was just a meat head.
meat head is as meat head does.
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You are just repeating other peoples words, their are stories of people who reached enlightenment suddenly, with no yearning or dedicated attempt to do so. And your need to end you suffering via enlightenment stinks of a weakness and defeat to me.
And meditation does fuck all at best, it won't be replacing morphine anytime soon to alleviate real suffering.
But hold on to the hope you can escape the human condition and it's inherent suffering, the suffering this generates alone is a fitting punishment for you.
Those same people still had a conviction born of there experience which made them live in a certain way to honor and deepen what they realized. Plus such souls probably practiced with discipline in past lives. You dont really care about any of this though you just need ammo for your argument.
You keep using the word escape as if I am just an escapist and any sadhana or belief in the Divine is just escapism on the same level as heroin or morphine addiction. Wrong my circumcised friend, so wrong.
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'As he burned he never moved a muscle, never uttered a sound'
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a passage from I AM THAT with Nisgardatta Maharaj;
Q: What is this sense of a separate existence?
A: It is a reflection in a separate body of the one reality. In this reflection the unlimited and the limited are confused and taken to be the same. To undo this confusion is the purpose of Yoga.
Q: Does not death undo this confusion?
A: In death only the body dies. Life does not, consciousness does not, reality does not. And the life is never so alive as after death..
Q: But does one get reborn?
A: What was born must die. Only the unborn is deathless. Find what is it that never sleeps and never wakes, and whose pale reflection is our sense of 'I'
Q: How am I to go about finding out?
A: How do you go about finding anything? By keeping your mind and heart on it. Interest there must be and steady remembrance. To remember what needs to be remembered is the secret of success.You come to it through earnestness.
Q: Do you mean to say that mere wanting to find out is enough? Surely both qualifications and opportunities are needed?
A: These will come with earnestness. What is supremely important is to be free of contradictions; life and light must not quarrel; behavior must not betray belief. Call it honesty, integrity, wholeness; you must not go back, undo, uproot, abandon the conquered ground. Tenacity of purpose and honesty in pursuit will bring you to your goal.
Q: Tenacity and honesty are endowments surely! Not a trace of them have I.
A: All will come as you go on. Take the first step. All blessings come from within. Turn within. I AM you know. Be with it all the time you can spare, until you revert to it spontaneously. There is no simpler or easier way.
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a passage from I AM THAT with Nisgardatta Maharaj;
Q: What is this sense of a separate existence?
A: It is a reflection in a separate body of the one reality. In this reflection the unlimited and the limited are confused and taken to be the same. To undo this confusion is the purpose of Yoga.
Q: Does not death undo this confusion?
A: In death only the body dies. Life does not, consciousness does not, reality does not. And the life is never so alive as after death..
Q: But does one get reborn?
A: What was born must die. Only the unborn is deathless. Find what is it that never sleeps and never wakes, and whose pale reflection is our sense of 'I'
Q: How am I to go about finding out?
A: How do you go about finding anything? By keeping your mind and heart on it. Interest there must be and steady remembrance. To remember what needs to be remembered is the secret of success.You come to it through earnestness.
Q: Do you mean to say that mere wanting to find out is enough? Surely both qualifications and opportunities are needed?
A: These will come with earnestness. What is supremely important is to be free of contradictions; life and light must not quarrel; behavior must not betray belief. Call it honesty, integrity, wholeness; you must not go back, undo, uproot, abandon the conquered ground. Tenacity of purpose and honesty in pursuit will bring you to your goal.
Q: Tenacity and honesty are endowments surely! Not a trace of them have I.
A: All will come as you go on. Take the first step. All blessings come from within. Turn within. I AM you know. Be with it all the time you can spare, until you revert to it spontaneously. There is no simpler or easier way.
You posted a bunch of useless nonsense. Like any group with a vested interest they try and stop people from leaving the group. If you come to the realisation that he is selling you a pipe dream you're one less person participating in the group. If enough people come to this realisation the group disbands and it ceases to exist.
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You posted a bunch of useless nonsense. Like any group with a vested interest they try and stop people from leaving the group. If you come to the realisation that he is selling you a pipe dream you're one less person participating in the group. If enough people come to this realisation the group disbands and it ceases to exist.
How do keep your little group together?
Do you exchange "wank" stories that take place in ever increasingly risky situations?
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I think you both should think about what the other is saying. You both can learn from this discussion.
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You are just repeating other peoples words, their are stories of people who reached enlightenment suddenly, with no yearning or dedicated attempt to do so. And your need to end you suffering via enlightenment stinks of a weakness and defeat to me.
And meditation does fuck all at best, it won't be replacing morphine anytime soon to alleviate real suffering.
But hold on to the hope you can escape the human condition and it's inherent suffering, the suffering this generates alone is a fitting punishment for you.
You speak on the human condition and suffering. You've mentioned that several times. What about the human condition and happiness? It seems that the Western world puts a lot of effort into "feeling good", so much in fact that they become addicted to it (endorphins)...just to avoid "suffering". And what's ironic, is many do end up suffering....
It seems that in the reality, we cannot win. We cannot escape suffering, yet we cannot escape wanting to feel happy or good. Either extreme begets the same result.
So, I contend that the true human experience is not just suffering, but is balance.
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this is what you Athitards feel comfortable with me doing, you would prefer if I was just a meat head.
lol, you re just a meathead who doesnt even realize his euphoric state of mind is induced by the very drugs he s taking. Sheer ignorance at its finest.
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You speak on the human condition and suffering. You've mentioned that several times. What about the human condition and happiness? It seems that the Western world puts a lot of effort into "feeling good", so much in fact that they become addicted to it (endorphins)...just to avoid "suffering". And what's ironic, is many do end up suffering....
It seems that in the reality, we cannot win. We cannot escape suffering, yet we cannot escape wanting to feel happy or good. Either extreme begets the same result. e
So, I contend that the true human experience is not just suffering, but is balance.
balance is adaptation in order to survive. Humans are animals who think they are different, better, superior compared to other animal species. Still their everyday lives are similar to other animals daily routines: sleep, eat, fight, kill instead of being killed, fuck, reproduce, die. Our prefrontal lobes allow us to be conscious of what we are doing, to reverse engineer our own behaviors , but in the end, we re still animals struggling to insure their survival. Life will always be about struggling for survival for all life forms. Consciousness doesnt separate us from our intrinsical animal condition. Some even advance the argument it might be a mistake of evolution that could ultimately destroy us.
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We are spirits on a human experience.... not humans on a spiritual experience
humans die, spirits do not.......
our spirits are eternal
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320 pounds...big mofo,