YOUR Philosophy thread

Anubis · Post by **Anubis** » Mon Oct 10, 2005 2:07 am

leisuremuffin wrote:fuck anything that moves and some things that don't.

you mean like those inflatable 'companions'?

kennerb · Post by **kennerb** » Mon Oct 10, 2005 3:47 am

"Heaven" is here on earth if that is how you look at life.

"Hell" is here on earth if that is how you look at life.

Life is not perfect or fair. It's how you deal with and what you learn from mistakes and suffering that makes you who you are and your life what it is.

Jesus seemed like he was a pretty cool person but that guy Paul was sure opinionated.

Oh and as far as a philosophy.

I think that everything is energy. Each and everything vibrates at it's own frequency making it what it is. All energy finds balance in the whole spectrum therefore the total energy is not lost or gained and only becomes redistributed throughout the spectrum.

I love sound so much because to me it is a perfect representation of how energy moves.

that's probably bs because I have no scientific background and have not looked into it much but it's what I like to think.

kennerb · Post by **kennerb** » Mon Oct 10, 2005 3:55 am

I had a dream a couple of months ago that I died. When I got to the "great white room" I found that the whole reason for life itself was to collect every possible experience that could be had. We all react differently to the same experiences and that in turn determines how we deal with the next one. There was this big wall of file drawers with each beings life categorized and separated by experiences and life had to keep going on until every last possibility was discovered. I thought that was kind of weird. I probably should not have drank that absynthe...

Anubis · Post by **Anubis** » Mon Oct 10, 2005 4:59 am

kennerb wrote:...the whole reason for life itself was to collect every possible experience that could be had. ...each beings life categorized and separated by experiences and life had to keep going on until every last possibility was discovered... I probably should not have drank...

I feel as though a very compelling insight as to the significance of human existence was revealed to you... drink often

forge · Post by **forge** » Mon Oct 10, 2005 5:06 am

Anubis wrote:
kennerb wrote:...the whole reason for life itself was to collect every possible experience that could be had. ...each beings life categorized and separated by experiences and life had to keep going on until every last possibility was discovered... I probably should not have drank...
I feel as though a very compelling insight as to the significance of human existence was revealed to you... drink often

either that or he's watched the Matrix and Bruce Almighty once or twice!!

ishimaru · Post by **ishimaru** » Mon Oct 10, 2005 5:17 am

Just read my sig.

LOFA · Post by **LOFA** » Mon Oct 10, 2005 5:48 am

Understanding the importance of editing your actions before they are made is crucial. Then comes actually making them.

I listen to my dreams. I believe that as long as I challenge myself, and take good care of my loved ones, as well as my body and mind, my dreams will create more guidance to further serendipitous miracles.

noisetonepause · Post by **noisetonepause** » Mon Oct 10, 2005 7:07 am

As usual, I could write page after page on this, but (as usual!) someone else has said it better:

CHAOS NEVER DIED. Primordial uncarved block, sole worshipful monster, inert & spontaneous, more ultraviolet than any mythology (like the shadows before Babylon), the original undifferentiated oneness-of-being still radiates serene as the black pennants of Assassins, random & perpetually intoxicated.

Chaos comes before all principles of order & entropy, it's neither a god nor a maggot, its idiotic desires encompass & define every possible choreography, all meaningless aethers & phlogistons: its masks are crystallizations of its own facelessness, like clouds.

Everything in nature is perfectly real including consciousness, there's absolutely nothing to worry about. Not only have the chains of the Law been broken, they never existed; demons never guarded the stars, the Empire never got started, Eros never grew a beard.

No, listen, what happened was this: they lied to you, sold you ideas of good & evil, gave you distrust of your body & shame for your prophethood of chaos, invented words of disgust for your molecular love, mesmerized you with inattention, bored you with civilization & all its usurious emotions.

There is no becoming, no revolution, no struggle, no path; already you're the monarch of your own skin--your inviolable freedom waits to be completed only by the love of other monarchs: a politics of dream, urgent as the blueness of sky.

To shed all the illusory rights & hesitations of history demands the economy of some legendary Stone Age--shamans not priests, bards not lords, hunters not police, gatherers of paleolithic laziness, gentle as blood, going naked for a sign or painted as birds, poised on the wave of explicit presence, the clockless nowever.

Agents of chaos cast burning glances at anything or anyone capable of bearing witness to their condition, their fever of lux et voluptas. I am awake only in what I love & desire to the point of terror--everything else is just shrouded furniture, quotidian anaesthesia, shit-for-brains, sub-reptilian ennui of totalitarian regimes, banal censorship & useless pain.

Avatars of chaos act as spies, saboteurs, criminals of amour fou, neither selfless nor selfish, accessible as children, mannered as barbarians, chafed with obsessions, unemployed, sensually deranged, wolfangels, mirrors for contemplation, eyes like flowers, pirates of all signs & meanings.

Here we are crawling the cracks between walls of church state school & factory, all the paranoid monoliths. Cut off from the tribe by feral nostalgia we tunnel after lost words, imaginary bombs.

The last possible deed is that which defines perception itself, an invisible golden cord that connects us: illegal dancing in the courthouse corridors. If I were to kiss you here they'd call it an act of terrorism--so let's take our pistols to bed & wake up the city at midnight like drunken bandits celebrating with a fusillade, the message of the taste of chaos.

(Hakim Bey, "The Temporary Autonomous Zone")

Machinate · Post by **Machinate** » Mon Oct 10, 2005 7:11 am

ishimaru wrote:Just read my sig.

well, Hegel missed the unsurmountable dichotomies, so he's hopelessly old-school

And Adam, I look forward to that discussion as well - starting out with a few hours of ridiculous geekiness, then ending up in philosophy: Story of my life really!

amo · Post by **amo** » Mon Oct 10, 2005 7:16 am

Hi guys and girls,

I've read with pleasure the three pages of that thread this morning, not far from waking up. I can't (!) contribute right now... donno, don't feel like there is anything I could say as smooth as needed for it to be understood in the many various ways it should. It will come later, but I wanted first to share my understanding of your posts.
Best,

amo

noisetonepause · Post by **noisetonepause** » Mon Oct 10, 2005 7:25 am

ishimaru wrote:Just read my sig.

Whilst traditionally ascribed to Hegel, that particular model is actually from Fichte, as far as I'm informed.

Also -

"The height of audacity in serving up pure nonsense, in stringing together senseless and extravagant mazes of words, such as had been only previously known in madhouses, was finally reached in Hegel, and became the instrument of the most barefaced, general mystification that has ever taken place, with a result which will appear fabulous to posterity, as a monument to German stupidity."

-- Schopenhauer

peeddrroo · Post by **peeddrroo** » Mon Oct 10, 2005 7:28 am

leisuremuffin wrote:fuck anything that moves and some things that don't.

and try to keep an unsteady pace, or you'll get fucked...

conny · Post by **conny** » Mon Oct 10, 2005 8:20 am

AdamJay wrote:i think there is another layer of our "Being" that determines desire to overcome, not just desire to "be".

True, I guess. Don't know why this feels like a problem (for me).
I tend to go half the way, then deviate.
I'm a fast beginner but seldom get to wrapping things up, to finish.
It's like the possibility to overcome scares me. Like leaving the cage may be scary. And taking the full responsability for your existence and future.
To do that you have to have an idea of who you are and what you want.
My problem is at times that I can't answer to that.
Or maybe I don't dare or want to, because then I would have to do something about my state of being...

This spring I was in a really bad shape, agony and fear, sometimes just laid on the floor, trying to breathe, cold sweat, heart pounding, waves of fever and chill dragging through the body, mind like a boiled pea.
Thing is I had to stay sane and alive. Just going to the store for bread was an heroic adventure.
And yes, it had a lot to do whith overcoming. And the rewards for fighting the demons were tremendous. I remember one night when I begged to be able to sleep and finally managed to get some hours of sleep and then woke up, feeling better, and I just stood up, looking out on the world outside my window and experiencing an undescribable joy of being alive.

I did learn something important, like being able to distinguish what is important, to value things. But it's like later that knowledge got burried under time and days and... laziness, fear, unability...

Hm, thanks for reminding me Adam. I got the hang of my own thread here.

// C

conny · Post by **conny** » Mon Oct 10, 2005 8:31 am

forge wrote:And it's like the longer I go on the harder it becomes to see it being a possibility!

Tha't annoying and drives me mad at times.
And getting angry at that fact, I sometimes really start doing something!
When I was 20 I was dedicated to become a writer of some sort. I now got tons of writings in boxes. Now I'm 47 and still want to be published, I still write. So when I get angry, I sometimes start planning that book of mine, in pure desperation, seeing that time is passing and I have not managed to fullfill my own expectations.

// C

elemental · Post by **elemental** » Mon Oct 10, 2005 8:53 am

Its not about the destination, its about the journey. so enjoy it now.

One chinese proverb I always remember: Live like its the last day of your life, and as if you will be alive for a 1000 years.