What Of Your Essence?

[gib]

@Arcturus Descending

I may be wrong here but is it possible that one of the reasons we cannot imagine death is because some sort of a fail-safe construct has been built into us? I wonder how many would lose their zeal and desire for living if they were actually able to imagine it - albeit since they cannot know, it probably/possibly could not be"real" ~~ just wishful thinking or fantasy.

Well, there’s two possibilities: either there’s an afterlife or there isn’t. If there is, then there’s absolutely nothing wrong with imagining our ongoing existence after death. We’d go on experiencing whatever there is to experience. If there isn’t, then it’s a paradox to imagine our ongoing existence. To try it out, one would have to say: well, here I am dead. So this is what it’s like. Which of course couldn’t be the case since death, in this scenario, is equivalent to non-existence, to not feeling anything. You couldn’t imagine “being there”, let alone saying to yourself: this is what it’s like.

@Arcturus Descending

PS - Arc, what made you choose such a sad avatar?

See what I mean about the death fantasy? Why would you necessarily equate rain with sadness, gib?
I love the rain. That avatar to me represents joy and rapture. It is a partaking of something so natural and breathtaking. My head is back to invite the rain into myself.

Is it possible that when you said the above words you were feeling a kind of sadness within? Maybe ~~ maybe not. You probably would not even remember now. Possible?

If I recall, you had a different avatar when I said that. I remember a girl lying in the dirt while rain poured over her, and it said something like: I lay in the rain because no one can see me cry.

[Fixed_Cross]

the sun dances on my essence like a spark of light on the crest of a wave.

[fuse]

@Fixed Cross

the sun dances on my essence like a spark of light on the crest of a wave.

=D>

[Arcturus_Descending]

@Fixed Cross

the sun dances on my essence like a spark of light on the crest of a wave.

Hello beautiful!

[Pneumatic-Coma (Metron)]

Awe the ideal Modal logic…Essentially Variable Constants are all simultaneously changing.
Presentation and Representation Matter
Self-actualization of essence presentation and representation.
(What is, is, What is.) [b](keep in mind)[/b]

There is no constant that underlies the flux

“…Not even physics?”

Even physics is fundamentally change… and it would be hard to pin down your unique “essence” by looking at the physics of your body. Interestingly though, the physical body is in large part where we get the idea that we have an essence. “Essences” are really just identities. We project them onto objects. This has the essence of a rock whereas that has the essence of a tree, and that over there has the essence of my tree, the one I used to climb as a child. Identities. (Identifies.) We do the same with people–that is John, that is Sarah, that is Steve–we identify the bodies, and like with all other objects, we think of them as “constants”. This is no less true for our own bodies when we look at ourselves in the mirror. Our essences acquire (and adapt.) the uniqueness of our character by associations with all the peripheral aspects of ourselves–Steve works at a power plant, he’s a rather rude person, he dresses well, etc. ← All this goes towards who Steve is and colors his essence in a unique hue. (as representation.)

Actualization is key to have any determinism in obscurity, to have concluded real consensus and have the slightest awareness of tested observation, inquiry, and/or information. Clarify. Contest. Conclude. provide. Prove. percept. Pragmatic theory i hope isn’t lost. [Why is progressivism said to be the proof of pragmatism] Well this is ancient philosophy kiddos. We’ve come to understand that we’ve all got an essence or identity to have been adorned and underlined (presented and represented) by humanity. You see we all share the same type of precognitive sense of ability. Oh I understand fully we’ve all got weaknesses and strengths. I full-heartedly believe in this subject. All my life i try and find justification for/and/to as why we Want to want, Need to Need, and have full comprehensive assurance that everything I know is the truth. But this world and it’s actualization is of what you make them. You can go on and call a dog a cat and it be something sorta like an essence of your own choosing. It is a dog and believe us it’s a dog. But if to somebody with absolutely no fundamentals say they can have it become a dog, named cat, and now cat to us is a dog, which is illogical i know (sarcastically stating) in the literal sense. Boom. So, now what? Is all rationality really lost? Is all logic wrong? At that point? Was it serious enough to even think about anymore? And how do we conceive such an undiscerning dilemma, and one not even of any actual threat to our own understanding, significance, and totally out of our control?