is it…is it…is it…G O D? Where have you been all this time? We kept on thinking YOU didn’t exist or that Nietzsche killed you! Talk about a “prodigal” God. So, to what do we owe the honor? Are you pissed of again, there weren’t too many of us left the last time you were! or are you looking for another Moses?
imp, >obviously not a stones fan… <, Well I WASN’T ! When I first saw your reply I though “what ever does that mean!” so did a quick search and I found a cool song from the Rolling Stones. Good lyrics.
Monad, yep! You found me/it/us/you. Well done! No i’m not pissed off again, kids will be kids and all that have fun, don’t forget me ok? It gets lonely for me sometimes you know…
Just out of interest… was this a good (original) post or a poor one? Did it make anybody think? Anybody spontaniously combust or become enlightened after reading it?
For those who didn’t get my point: what you are reading right now is a form of my thoughts. A “lower” form. This message is my “body” that is visable to you and “speaks” to you. It contains my thoughts, my consciousness. But is the message “me” ? Who am I really? The point is that by ‘MY’ do I mean “Dales” thoughts? Or is Dale too just a lower level identity of something higher? hmmmmmm… Who COULD know? And i mean really know.
So you can’t find any intelligent life either. May I sit on your RIGHT side?
…more seriously, when you ask
consider this - or not - from my own little glass of insight not big enough to hold a raindrop. It is NOT necessary and I would add even DESIRABLE to know anything for sure REGARDING the nature of your inquiry. Personally, I couldn’t operate that way. The TRUTH, if there is such an animal, is what is acceptable to me as a “finite being” who does not require an “everlasting” truth to live the rest of his life. No transmissions through the internet are likely to “enlighten” you. Be your own consultant! Things are so arranged in this universe that we really have NOTHING MORE than our own intelligence to rely on. To form and accept an answer, you have to walk on the quicksand of your own consciousness - an entity too tiered, too complex to demand certainty. It’s continents are separated by oceans like the planet itself; it’s “northwest passage”, that truth we attempt to discover, just doesn’t exist! Would you know if it did?
…I suppose now is the time for me to “quietly get lostâ€.
have fun, don’t forget me ok? It gets lonely for me sometimes you know… 