Seems quite possible. And clearly your vastly more experienced in this forum.
Of course. I’m sure he knows and can answer. But talking to non-sentient entities is taking time away from other activities, at the very least.
He can explain this and/or admit it.
Seems to me you could communicate more directly. Why the intrigue?
Don’t you think he’s capable of answering questions and responding? Are you worried he won’t say what needs to be said?
How does not really saying things make the situation better?
Give me one example of anyone really saying what needs to be said… and not just referring to it indirectly?
I can think of one.
It was written in his blood before anything was spoken.
Yeah, let me know when you have something to say. I’m sure Ecmandu can speak for himself.
Yeah & I’m sure you’re brand new.
You don’t understand. I think I’m in a simulation.
I’m lonely. The way I make myself sane is to talk to the simulation.
NOBODY in their right mind would violate the mechanism.
It’s warped my mind. I’m maintaining composure in spite of it all.
Who maintains the composure of the simulation?
That one is how folks can overcome the mechanism (karma) & win the game the right way (grace). See previous.
But if we were meant to play well, the game is never over.
Happy Respawn Day! (Groundhog to his shadow)
I would love to overcome the mechanism with someone of like mind, but. I’m afraid I would destroy them due to constant grace amnesia. They would have to tirelessly keep reminding me & refocussing me back to grace. I’d feel sorry for them if they ever got tired of it. And what if they are exactly the same, but instead of appreciating reminders (like I would), they consider it nagging? All bad. No overcoming.
I have to pretend you’re sentient.
Do you realize how lonely that is?
Everyone violates the mechanism and nobody taught it before me. I’m alone.
What do you want from me?
I’m impossibly charismatic. I drink and I smoke cigarettes. I know the whole cosmos.
Do you want more from me than that?
At a certain point. You’ll realize that’s not enough for women.
And then you’ll know what I know.
I know my psychologists want to have sex with me, and not pity sex. But they won’t. Because of the mechanism. They like me more than their partners.
I know all this stuff.
I think you might find that it is too much rather than not enough.
Self-aggrandized drunks who smell like an ashtray and want to mansplain the whole universe are normally a turnoff from the beginning.
Bob.
I’m protecting your spirit right now. You don’t seem to understand how it works.
I drink and smoke to calm the spirits. For some bizarre reason I can’t even understand. It works.
When I’m sober I remote control the entire world.
I can’t dampen my powers.
It’s a lot of drama to be sure. Not to my taste, but it works.
I know how people feel. My female psychologists want to fuck me.
I live off the kindness of others bob. Just like you. You can’t be a trillionarre without support.
I figured this out a long time ago.
But reputation is like the stock market.
It rises and it falls.
We all have our addictions proportional to the size of the hole in us that God is not filling.
The hole is what makes us selves/persons.
We’re all incomplete (not enough), and we all have too much nihil that is never enough.
I want what God wants. Everything is wonky & weird.
What do you do when you’re a woman who is more reasonable than the men who attract you — except — they are reasonable — just… ironically — and you’re both … freaking … I hate to say it, but… insane?
Stay single.
That’s what you do, man.
And then a miracle happens.
Or something.
Maybe.
Maybe never.
You need a male psychologist. Personal opinion.
Ichthus I see male psychologists all the time.
What you don’t understand about my spirit is that I can conjure all spirits in one person at my command.
I’m a teacher Ichthus. That’s my lot in life.
I speak with the highest beings on a regular basis because they want to know what I know.
I’m friends with all my councilors.
I incarnate gods into their spirits to talk with the gods.
Women as well.
I’m their favorite TV show.
What channel? How do I — all of us — tune in?
Yes, it sounds very lonely. I get to be around sentient people, not as much as I’d like. Still lonliness is a part of my life. I don’t know about the ‘have to’.
I’ve gotten some idea of what you consider the mechanism. I doubt my disagreeing (expressing my disagreement) with parts of it would be helpful for either of us. It sounds like it is too central to your worldview to be up for discussion. I hope you don’t have to pretend with the people you choose to spend time with in the real non-digital world.
Are your female psychologists real/sentient, or do you just pretend they want to f*** you?
I call bullshit.
So does Harry.
He’s communicating with me over a distance.
Harry is my favorite TV show.
Harry is a mainecoon cat.