If souls aren’t real, it makes our existence even stranger. Like two people rawdog one time and now there’s this conscious sentient being with hopes and desires and depression. That needs food water and shelter for 80 years
Also why is our existence so dystopian, we have untold wonders available to us and nearly free food, but it’s like the constant ability to compare what we have with others makes us crazy. We’ve been granted nearly global telepathy and it makes us all go mad
If souls aren’t real, it makes our existence even stranger. Like two people rawdog one time and now there’s this conscious sentient being with hopes and desires and depression. That needs food water and shelter for 80 years
You know what i’ve been (jokingly) wondering about for a while now? Maybe souls aren’t real, maybe consciousness isn’t real, maybe it’s all a big hoax sold to us by Big Church to sell more salvation.
You can have some of mine. They were weird even before the psychoactive drugs. After… let’s just say I’m glad I don’t believe in dreams having any symbolic meaning beyond sometimes vaguely resembling something you once thought about. Brain poop, if you will.
Of course souls aren’t real. What’s so strange about it? Zillions of bacteria are at this very moment also being brought into being as part of the great “matter computation” driven by the Sun. Also worms, botflies, politicians, you name it.
we have this very nice expression in german called “der Geist in der Materie” which roughly translates to “the spirit in the matter” which expresses the concept that even though some object is material, there is still a kind of spirit inside of it. It’s like the matter itself is alive and conscious. We can see this in animals. It’s a very interesting concept.
Whatever do you mean commas are an important part of sentences and they are the best way to separate phrases to prevent run on sentences my commas have not been stolen they are safely locked up in my grammatoreum vault that is guarded by a particularly unchill poodle named Feathers who patrols the grounds most diligently and often can been seen chasing off would-be punctuation bandits.
If souls aren’t real, it makes our existence even stranger. Like two people rawdog one time and now there’s this conscious sentient being with hopes and desires and depression. That needs food water and shelter for 80 years
Also why is our existence so dystopian, we have untold wonders available to us and nearly free food, but it’s like the constant ability to compare what we have with others makes us crazy. We’ve been granted nearly global telepathy and it makes us all go mad
You know what i’ve been (jokingly) wondering about for a while now? Maybe souls aren’t real, maybe consciousness isn’t real, maybe it’s all a big hoax sold to us by Big Church to sell more salvation.
Excuse me I don’t have dreams
You can have some of mine. They were weird even before the psychoactive drugs. After… let’s just say I’m glad I don’t believe in dreams having any symbolic meaning beyond sometimes vaguely resembling something you once thought about. Brain poop, if you will.
I’m offering you my brain poop.
Of course souls aren’t real. What’s so strange about it? Zillions of bacteria are at this very moment also being brought into being as part of the great “matter computation” driven by the Sun. Also worms, botflies, politicians, you name it.
we have this very nice expression in german called “der Geist in der Materie” which roughly translates to “the spirit in the matter” which expresses the concept that even though some object is material, there is still a kind of spirit inside of it. It’s like the matter itself is alive and conscious. We can see this in animals. It’s a very interesting concept.
I think I found where OP got all those extra commas. Must have stolen them from this poor poster.
_ No offense. Just playing_
Whatever do you mean commas are an important part of sentences and they are the best way to separate phrases to prevent run on sentences my commas have not been stolen they are safely locked up in my grammatoreum vault that is guarded by a particularly unchill poodle named Feathers who patrols the grounds most diligently and often can been seen chasing off would-be punctuation bandits.
Hahaha phones. Thats all, move along