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Stuff
DIR By: Swamp
Date: February 19, 2017, 4:26 pm
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Just sharing some thoughts after reaching a few 'click moments'
To me, you only exist in the realm of the end result of my
senses perceiving you, and since perceptions are not universally
true, neither are you. By "you" I mean anyone with whom I
interact. All I can be 'sure' of right now is that I exist; that
"I am", otherwise I wouldn't be aware of awareness. Everything
else has been given some kind of made-up role to fit in some
kind of made-up story by some kind of made-up me.
I have this overwhelming sense of clatity sometimes. Like
knowing a comedian isn't surprised by his own jokes, yet his
audience sure is. This may not make sense, but I guess it
doesn't have too.
Ironically, these 'ideas' came to me in a dream haha. I'm loving
the ride, I find it both equally hilarious and serious at the
same time.
For some time now I've had this weird feeling that time and
space as we know it didn't make sense. At one point I even tried
to use mathematics to provide an equation to measure the
'present moment', but no matter how hard I tried I couldn't. The
only possible scenario I came up with was this:
The past only exists as fragments of distorted memory, and the
future is yet to exist, so all we really have is 'right now'.
Yet the very notion of 'right now' is impossible to fathom as
time continues rolling forth into a future yet to unfold. So the
present moment only exists at an infinite clock-stop which is
beyond measure. Therefore nothing exists apart from infinity.
These ideas or 'realisations' blew my mind, and I enjoyed every
moment of it.
Thanks for letting me ramble on.
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Re: Stuff
DIR By: Jed McKenna
Date: February 19, 2017, 10:17 pm
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Dear Swamp:
Thank you for your post and your sharing. Good work. My only
question is how do you know you exist. You mentioned that you
know because you are aware... but are you aware? On one level,
my question appears ridiculous but on another level it is the
crux of true understanding. You can't say that you know
something because of something else. In order to really know
that you exist you need direct experience sans the intervention
of logic/reason.
Find the you that you think exists. You have only touched the
surface of this... but it's a heck of a start... now further.
Love ya, Jed.
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Re: Stuff
DIR By: Swamp
Date: February 19, 2017, 11:00 pm
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Thanks Jed.
I understand that I can't know something just because it's
relevant to something else, because that assumes that the
something else is a thing in the first place.
And my 'feelings' on awareness and my experience so far is hard
to describe. It is difficult using words to describe something
that words can't describe.
Further indeed.... 😆✌
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Re: Stuff
DIR By: Swamp
Date: February 20, 2017, 6:26 am
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Hi Jed,
I feel like I'm moving quickly, even though there is nowhere to
go.
I often feel like I'm inhabiting some sort of human character
that has been cast into a film without script or direction. As
though this human character is an experiment, or plaything, for
the director to muck around with however it pleases. It's as
though my role as a human is limited to experiencing the ride,
yet having no control over where that ride goes.
Time and space do not seem linear. However, my human character
experiences it this way. It logs little bits n pieces in
chronological order as a polite gesture to allow my current
experience to make sense of the infinite. It sounds like I'm
trying to intellectualise things, and maybe I am, but it doesn't
feel like that.
These explanations above may appear cliché or derivative, but
they don't feel like it, even though they are. They feel like
the best possible way at this stage to say what is needed to be
said.
This film-immersion experience is amusing at times, and utterly
pointless. I feel lucky to see things this way; it both connects
me and leaves me all alone. The paradox of connecting is letting
go. Traveling alone is the only way now I appear to be able to
travel. There mustn't be another way. Traveling in pairs or
groups is a distraction and introduces false hope, which I have
experienced, and can be a difficult obstacle to overcome.
There's times when I want to share this experience with others,
but I know that is just my ego in play; wanting justification
for what i'm doing, which is funny because I'm not really doing
anything. This may not make sense, but there may be nothing to
make sense of in the first place. I find this human experience
so humorous. Like I'm part of some elaborate joke that I'm
beginning to understand the punchline of. I (as a human
character) seem to be that punchline, and that's the funniest
part of all.
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Re: Stuff
DIR By: Jed McKenna
Date: February 20, 2017, 10:14 am
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It's not that the Gods must be crazy, it's that the Gods have a
hell of a sense of humor.
Love ya, Jed.
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Re: Stuff
DIR By: Swamp
Date: February 20, 2017, 5:50 pm
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Don't they just. Anyways, I'm off to play for a while now.
Thanks for the forum. 😊😆
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Re: Stuff
DIR By: Jed McKenna
Date: February 21, 2017, 3:14 am
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;) ;) ;)
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Re: Stuff
DIR By: Swamp
Date: March 5, 2017, 7:28 am
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Haha well that was weird.... "This" expresses "That", just
becsuse it can. That's pretty much all there is to it. Quite
funny really.
What's your favorite color?
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Re: Stuff
DIR By: Jed McKenna
Date: March 6, 2017, 2:16 am
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Where does this end and that begin...
The color of space.
Love ya, Jed.
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Re: Stuff
DIR By: Swamp
Date: March 6, 2017, 2:53 am
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There is no ending or beginning. Are you asking me a question or
being rhetorical? There's no reason why this expresses that. It
just does. Why not? Consciousness experiencing itself, or
Infinity wanting to feel finite? It doesn't really matter. All
these questions and explanations are pointless; they function
within a different paradigm. Having said all that, it's fun to
talk about.
Anyway, I'm done here. Thanks for your time, I appreciate it. If
you ever find yourself in Perth, Australia hit me up, I'll make
you curry.
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