Hah! How is that gonna happen here?
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Never mind; what can you do...
So, why we are not all 'one consciousness,' and why you are unique...
And then the next thing -, what is all this I see almost everywhere about 'a different reality?'
If it isn't real, it isn't real!
The young girls wear a garland of dry figs, not dried rose petals! 'Consider the lesson of the fig tree, when it is time for it to bear fruit.' |
The key to 'personality' is not 'thinking,' 'feeling,' and 'behaving.' It is feeling.
Current attempts at developing AI focus on processing, and speed, and numbers of complex connections. You could construe this as 'thinking.' I would not completely reject that.
In some sort of Boolean operator system, a FI/FO process could go backwards and forwards between 'itself' on two parts of a circuit board(!) and that might even be construed to be a kind of 'self-awareness.' Given let's say a primary directive to 'exist' and to stay existing, a thing using Boolean logic gates in a viable moving, and maybe actuator-enabled 'work' mechanism, would react to various sensed signals - hence it would 'behave' in a certain way; exhibit 'behavior.'
See, frankly, it's only the feeling part of psychologists' fairy tale about what personality 'is,' that actually determines unique behavior. You could suppose that there were hard and fast 'boundary conditions' which made certain actions, behaviors absolutely inevitable - and that might be true on the one hand, but then it doesn't cater for the whole Gaussian profile of existential reality.
We are like steam plumes rising off a hot pool, or snowflakes falling into someone's palm. The attempts to employ ideas like 'Chaos Theory' to salvage some conclusions about the predictability of steam plume spirals or the exact shape of freezing raindrops is bogus. The actions of the spirals are unique moment-to-future moment (within certain parameters) and the shapes of the snowflakes are all actually unique.
Then the girls have a feast of sizzling garlic prawns... No they don't. Sorry. Just tryin' to use 'Chaos Theory' a bit here. |
Now I could say something about girls carrying baskets in which there are seeds for various colored flowers, and not each girl's basket has the same number or type of plant seed - but if I did that it would give way too much information to lunatics masquerading as scientists at places like Imperial College London. But in short, there is 'trade in seed' going on... Isn't there?
Every one of you has six 'Caryatid' flower maidens inside of you.
Instead of talking too specifically about that, let us step away from that dangerous area, and just talk about the young high-born virgin maidens, who spend two years (now no one in the whole history of the modern world has ever told you this before, on account it was a close secret even back then when the Parthenon at the Acropolis was 'alive') collecting dew from flowers, until at the end of those two years, they go deep underground into a secret place, where they exchange their dew for something which they carry back up, under a cloth covering. This is called the 'Arrhephoria' rites.
Then, over the next seven years, they learn how to make and bake a magical bread which lots of people can eat, even though there seems to be little of it.
And then immediately after that, they go back down into the underground place, where they learn the secrets of death and resurrection - and this is called the 'Canephoros' rites.
Which religion is this?
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None of this stuff is simple, though.
What is simple is to know that you are unique. And that no, there is no such thing as 'consciousness is only one consciousness and we all share it and therefore...' Therefore whatever they are trying to say.
And it's simple enough for you consider this concept that you are permanently entering into potential situations giving you opportunity to exchange types of flowers with others who are fully functioning within.
It's the 'flowers' that really allow you to have 'feelings' at that super complex depth humans can have them, might have them, and in fact however, rarely do experience them. They want them, but they rarely get them.
You, on the other hand, might get what you want.
Maybe a stretch, but kind of reminds me of Nebuchadnezzar's period of "seven times", the dew of heaven etc.
ReplyDeleteInteresting. His wild body was 'drenched with the dew of heaven.' In this context I'm NOT really sure I want to be 'drenched with dew' - even it is 'of heaven.' At least from this distance away, we can afford to be academic about the poetic language and not myopically insist that it really was 'of heaven,' as such. Funny though, but sometimes recurring phrases and ideas and words, although they are from separate contexts, still have a certain mysterious resonance... The 'dew' and does not 'the dew;' but 'the dew of heaven.' Very poetical. 'Heaven' is this unseen place for the human, but there, all the same.
DeleteI once had to search a grass berm for a silicon nose pad that fell off a pair of glasses. It was a wet day and the rain drops on the blades of grass all looked like this silicon nose pad - felt like it took two years…
ReplyDeleteIn the end I asked st Anthony for help (dads religion not mine) and found the pad quite quickly after.
Saint Anthony lost a prized book of psalms, and he got it back when he prayed, apparently, and a novice who had taken it brought it back to him. ...And so now, he has this whole institution of invisible angelic file clerks who go around getting things back for people. Never fails, as far as I understand.
DeleteI have no opinion on St Anthony. Just a story about spending hours searching through dew. In my reality what happened after was I gave the nose bud back to the person who lost it.
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