If Christ came back tomorrow, and there was a boxing match where he had to match up against the Ubermench , who could determine the outcome of the fight and the fate of the New World Order?
In case of a tie, could WW3 be avoided ?
Please comment if you have the imagination and guts.
Christ says you’ll live forever if you only believe in him (even though the undertone is that he does promise hell will last forever and heaven and earth shall pass (meaning we all eventually go to hell forever)
The Uber mensch is a dust to dust person who only cares about dominance.
Then there’s me. I know we were never born and we never die, and that we all collectively agreed upon a plan that would prevent us from being bored forever…
We have illusions like god, and features like reincarnation to make the plan work.
I’m making a whole new plan for all existence.
The fight is meaningless to me. Neither is true.
Narrow reincarnation to cause and effect, the mechanical workings of the way reincarnation : karma.
Karma may be like a mechanical clock, albeit a clock which never has to be wound up, in fact not even of atomic ingredients, just a simple sundial will work on the parallel universe context
(So tho avoid Iambigious to complain about having no contextual backdrop)
That karma machine works not merely through duration, but also through extended and at times overlapping bounderies.
So, who stays here or comes back is never memorialized in hard drive, it depends.
That dependence may occur to an autonomous will. weighing all consequential facts into consideration , if remembered volitionally, or otherwise.
The workings of this movement by now have attained realization above good and evil, plausure and pain.
Those elect must realize this before they are about to blame god for their invention, even if compelled to do so ,as a substitute for creation.
Biology gears toward creation once the hypothetical invention goes through repeated attempts at testing and verifying. and pretty well settles most of the uncertainty surrounding it’s production
May i not give the impression of sliding toward a distinction between the is/ ought world, for that is the very reductive blindfold we are trying to disparage.
Incidentally it is loopy in the sense you previously alluded in ‘loop’
What if I didn’t throw a party and everybody. came?
…then there’d be no drinks or nibbles, because you wouldn’t have bought any, because you didn’t throw a party.
Blasphemy… who crashes someone’s non-party uninvited and empty handed!?
We’d bring our own drinks and nibbles… and some for our unwilling host too!
Whoever is giving a non-party where everybody is uninvited
We can’t always get what we want, but sometimes we should take what we get… a party might be just what we need, especially where everybody is uninvited.
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What if I attended a non-party and nobody else came, so I left?
I call those kinda parties ‘impromptu parties’, as it’s not that everybody is uninvited, but that such parties just happen organically, as if they was meant to be/to happen/to become a material thing… aren’t they the best?
Usually depends on the company, but all the ones where I’ve attended, I was present… so yeah!
Then you would be Joe Biden at the White House.
:-"
What if current technology evolves to the point where flying self propelled planes will become the transporting of now car riding-masses of the future?
Will pilot liscenses be additional reaquirement?
The talk of the street describes this happening within the closure of the current decade.
Or is this just another urban legend?
How could millions of flying cars be accomidated in some super highway of the sky of the future?
Is this at all conceivable? Has anyone heard such a thing ?
What of immensity?
Of the 30 some possible civilizations out in the milky way, alone?
Or, the billions of years of our planets’ hydtory covering who knows how many prior developed and failed civilizations quite resembling of our own?
The numbers are phenominal.
What if Sartre was wrong and there is exit? Literally speaking. if I were simply to retreat into a dasein like state , duplicitous and unbecoming.*
What if I were to loose all of my friends here at ILP and give up communicating even trying , and become pervy to the usual regret or worse. ?
But I never could afford the luxury of quitting and never was fired of promoted, , never were dreams shattered to the degree of self reproach. Dreams stay dreams and ambiguous projects were always put on some back burner.
Therefore, at least , as far as I am concerned. regretfully, Sartre was right, and going against that historically invitability has become a personal fact of life.
So i apply for virtually a confession for readmission, without the caviat of having the sense of being liked a necessary feature of tenure.
There can not be in any sense to leave my ‘Grand Project’
While I can not willingly leave for forces behind my controll that orce me not to resist the pressure otherwise, I am locked into. vise. a double blinded vise, which unwittingly has no appearance of being: wise.
Thanks.
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You were present at all the ones you attended? No way! how was that even possible? 
Impromptu parties, can only ever be impromptu… neither planned nor cancelled/is nor ought, but an idea/a thought, spread by immediate word-of-mouth.
Course, all depend on how present he was.
Was he there, drunk and unaware that it was even a party , then physically he may have been in attendance, but did he brave the presence of mind to understand that it was a real party, rather then just some people thrown into a room ?