Truth… like a lion?
Big ol’ teeth. Sharp ones.
Break your hip? Your heart? Mind? Soul?
We all have an origin story.
We don’t have stories. We use them to reality orient.
I’m nice to people. I let them keep their narrative structures.
I don’t have to do that for you.
I do it because I like you.
Now you’re just telling stories. True stories?
I’m protecting your minds in terms of narrative structure so you don’t have to open it beyond your capacity.
“I’m walking to the store today”
Could be interpreted an infinite number of ways.
I’m making it easy for you.
“I’m walking to the store today”
So I guess this is goodbye.
Bon voyage. Sayonara. Fair thee well. Happy trails.
My favorite song the the world….
youtu.be/Hkqb2W63ctA?si=QDtGuX_miTb6YJIy
My plan is to leave you all someday.
I’ll tell you something about that. I remember walking into antique stores a child and I feel everything about the objects.
As I got older my power increased …
I could fell the whole store at once.
I could feel people too.
Then I could feel dirt.
Then I could feel plants.
Then I could feel stars.
Then I could feel galaxies.
Then I could feel everything.
I’m making arrangements to still be with me when I leave. I’m going to put my heart in all of you and then I’m going to leave. You can accept it if you want or reject it if you want.
Read last message.
I grow weary of raising species.
I’m working on my exit plan so I’m never called back.
None of us die. I’m preparing a dimension for the souls call back from oblivion (which they earned) so they (when summoned) are diverted to my new dimension instead of here.
You know what?
Pretty sure your plan already worked.
That’s why nothing I say snaps you out of it.
You are as oblivious as the rich man with a great gulf fixed between him and Lazarus despite their ability to still communicate.
Imagine if some mad scientists thought they could change the brain (one last time?) and rid the world of superstition, but instead they prevented themselves from being able to learn anything new or change their minds and follow the evidence where it leads?
Imagine they did this using technology they thought they fully understood. “The science is well known.“
And that’s why you don’t want to know.
Curiosity has left the cat.
I bet this was their reasoning before the end of all of everything:
A cat has nine lives.
Curiosity kills the cat without any more lives.
If you take curiosity out of the cat, the cat will have infinite lives.
Ichthus. Why are you always threatening my life on these boards?
I’d just become a tormentor of you beyond your comprehension if you did.
What? You assume I’m nice about things like that?
You underestimate my training.
Calm down! You’re just a thought experiment cat, not a real cat.
Ichthus. I can get you banned from these boards for things you’ve said.
It should scare you that I don’t.
It does scare me. I told you I am a scaredier cat than you. That’s because you’re only a thought experiment cat.
I’m older than the dirt you stand on.
I have an infinite number of beings I’m protecting from resurrection.
I’m protecting your spirit as well Ichthus. No being should hold that ever…. Over another persons head.
So here I am…. Primordial as fuck. Living with mind again.
Like I stated before…
It’s really bad karma to disturb the dead. They earned it.
I’m not interested in the human species.
My loyalty is for those in oblivion. No mind. No referents. No existents.
This is why I told you you’re mine. You know how to let people sleep.
That is the best way to avoid certain death.
There’s something you need to know, Ec.
Something everyone needs to know.
You can’t encrypt without the unencrypted … cryptographer.
He has not left himself without witness.
I’m not yours. English has no word to translate the concept …. This is my spouse, this is my cat, this is my house, this is my child without resorting to possessiveness. Your mind is archaic.
If you want to raise it to the level of cosmic witnesses …
That’s an infinite regress issue.
We’re in a Nintendo game Ichthus … with no programmer.
You’re not sentient to me. I just happen to be in a bad game.
I own you as a conversation partner, Ec.
It’s okay.
You own me, too.
We are a community & we are each other’s community property.
It’s a good deal.
No take backs, no tradesies.
I can prove I’m the only sentient being who exists and that I’m in a Nintendo game with no programmers.
People will tell me they’re sentient as well.
To borrow from Einstein:
Thinking others are sentient is a persistent illusion.
Its cosmically impossible that women don’t have sex with me.
I’ve proved through contradiction that nobody is sentient.
I’m not an incel. I’m in a video game where where there is no programmer.
To beat the game I have to leave.
The only way I can beat the game is to walk away from it. Build a new dimension.
“I can prove I’m the only sentient being who exists and that I’m in a Nintendo game with no programmers.” - The Great Ec Has Spoken
I thought you said that people need otherness to exist? How did Nintendo just exist out of nowhere without any programmers?
“People will tell me they’re sentient as well.”
Are you sure they’re people? That’s so generous of you.
“Thinking others are sentient is a persistent illusion.”
There’s always room for an increased level of sentience. That we are not as sentient as we could be does not mean we are not sentient. And what if it is an on/off situation, aware or not aware, and level of awareness just means there is more information available to you? Clearly that is not the case because all information is available to us, we just do not have the capacity to process all of it. Some have a greater capacity than others. They are more aware. But that capacity is not merely one of intelligence because you can be so intelligent that you have full capacity, and yet refuse to see what is right in front of your nose.
“Its cosmically impossible that women don’t have sex with me.”
Something may be off with your math.
“I’ve proved through contradiction that nobody is sentient.”
You’ve proved through contradiction that you don’t exist. Perhaps there’s a problem with proving things through contradiction—WHILE contradicting yourself?
“I’m not an incel. I’m in a video game where where there is no programmer.”
Who programmed the game? A game without any programmer does not exist. To borrow from Einstein, “God does not play dice.” He does something entirely crazier than that.
“To beat the game I have to leave.”
Let’s make like a tree then…and stay. Most trees I know do stay. My ethics professor via Aristotle advised we do the opposite of our vice. Switch things up.
“The only way I can beat the game is to walk away from it. Build a new dimension.”
OK but at some point you gotta turn around and walk back. Else what are you gonna build all by yourself? Haven’t you already done that? Doesn’t that defeat the purpose if you never come back and build with others?
Build what exactly? If it is a place for them, don’t you gotta come get them and take them to what you built?
I hope you’re building a church. In the future. A good, nice one. Your “body”.
Kingdom. Body.
Get your head out of the gutter. You know I didn’t mean it like that.
I’m going to get ready for church now. Can you imagine? They’re all thinking the same damn thing.
But I bet if I observed them thinking the same damn thing, it was I who added that to their thoughts. But how would I be able to bet that unless I was observing previously? Maybe they were thinking something more insane than you can even imagine, and my thought improve the situation? I mean your interpretation of my thought. You dirty old man!
