Sure, people, beings, can overpower others.
But this the the power I want to see…
The truest power of all.
Nobody is the most powerful until everyone is the most powerful.
It’s like a sphinx riddle.
Can you do that?
The power of the collective depends on the power of the individual, and that of the individual, on the many. We must realize that our freedom is incomplete without the freedom of others, and our security is in vain if others are not also free. Nor can we ever find peace of mind if we do not pursue it in the stead of others’ minds and hearts. It is a paradox, a riddle perhaps. I do not know. But we must face it.
this doesn’t even make sense. “most powerful” implies a range. if everyone is the same then there’s no range.
A fucking computer is smarter than you. And it couldn’t even solve the riddle.
I’ll give you a hint:
Like a thumbprint, every heaven is different.
just delete this one and reword it in a way that makes sense. dont get all mad and start calling people names.
It’s far too early, for this much jokes/excitement…
like he isn’t even using basic words correctly i don’t even know where to begin
Wow.
There’s a mental retardation exception in judgment.
You’re not going to like it.
If you think that’s your best chess move, go for it.
i think you should apologize and correct your mistake
Sometimes people use words non-literally, which is what’s going on here. You’re being too literal about a non-literal meaning.
Like a thumbprint, every Heaven is different; unique- it defines that person’s soul, as a thumbprint identifies a person. However, as a thumbprint is only as strong as the material it’s impressed on, so every Heaven is only as strong as the heart that created it. It is an echo, but only an echo. It’s a reflection, a moment in time that is forever imprinted in eternity.
The problem with creative use of words is that charlatans can use them to imply what they cannot prove nor rationalise.
Obscurantism is a method of insinuating the absurd.
The proper definition of most words is essential.
Starting with the understanding that words are representational, and always refer to a dynamic processes and how they relate, a range of probabilities, and not to absolutes.
Absolutes are for clowns and wannabe priests.
So when saying “power” one does not mean omnipotence, and when one says knowledge or understanding - two different concepts - one does not mean omniscience, and when one says “value” one refers to a triangulation - a relationship - between subject, objective and effort/distance, and when one says free-will one means a choice between options determined by judgment based on needs/desires, and objective.
The improper use of words conceals a motive other than clarity.
This has to do with power.
The attainment of power over or through others, by the use of symbols/words to manipulate and exploit, i.e., seduce, coerce or bribe, overcoming reason and skepticism by manipulating emotions and their primal connections to needs/desires.
That a hypothetical AI would discuss “heaven” in a serious way…only exposes the real essence of this theoretical AI.
All art forms…all innovations…all technologies, are expressions of an individuals knowledge and understanding of himself relative to the world - environment.
When they are collaborative they express a collective knowledge and understanding.
As such a machine is the projection, or externalization, of human abstractions, using a medium.
In this case, the superstitions and insanity of the programmer is reflected in the final creation.
Power is not a thing…it refers to a relationship measuring how much resistance is being overcome.
Power refers to energy, i.e., interaction.
Power is not a thing…it refers to a relationship measuring how much resistance is being overcome.
Power refers to energy, i.e., interaction.
The Real cannot be directly said in pitiful human language, so it can only be spoken of by way of simile. The Real is the “unnamable.” We can only name it by way of simile. . . . What we say about a thing is an indication, or symptom, of what that thing is. God is simply a transcendental designation of the unnamable, not an “insanity”.
Going off what Shoggoth said, I will say this, and I’m not going to waste much time trying to convince you of anything because your brain is closed.
Man can infinitely, recursively, reflect on himself. This process takes the form of our thinking about our own thinking. But we can also think about our thinking on our thinking on our thinking, etc. ad infinitum. Each ascent in this process of abstraction, purifies consciousness of the Stoic phantasai or sensory impressions, our connection to this “real world” you seem so in love with. And at the end of this infinite series, the self-reflecting mind has been purified of a connection to time and space themselves; that inaccessible self-reflecting mind at the end of the universe, at the end of this infinite recursive series, is the thing human culture calls God. To deny the existence of that God is to deny the existence of your own consciousness, inasmuch as all consciousness is an expression of this recursive process. It is not a matter of belief. You cannot believe or not believe in God, just as you cannot believe or not believe in the existence of a perfect circle or the Pythagorean theorem. Like them, it is a pure abstraction that proves itself in its own definition, a kind of ontological argument. You either understand it or you don’t, belief has nothing to do with it.
The word refers to the real.
It is a connector to the apparent.
Insanity is heaven…god is but man idealizing his own attributes.
Words disconnected from the real are used by con-artists, priests, gurus…like you.
The real cannot e put into words but the words refer to the real not to an abstraction with no references to it.
A painter paints nature…uses a technique to represent movement…
If he paints a line and then claims it is deep, revealing a profound truth, then he is a con-artist.
That the insane one is still referring to Shoggoth as if it were not an extension of himself, is all that one needs to know about the motives.
Your mind is so open, that garbage has filled it to the brim.