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Termyn8or -> RE: I'd like to know if anyone here knows anything about anything.... (1/10/2008 10:01:53 PM)
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Actually I know nothing, I can only report my experiences and conclusions.
My perception of reality could be slewed, And even if not, my conclusions could be a bit off because of flaws in the logical perocess in my brain.Between the two there is quite a bit of room for error.
But then there is something else. You could all be figments of my imagination. But then the reverse is just as likely. I can tell you that I am aware of my life and have learned and grown throughout a real human life, but how do you know that is true ? You don't. Like children inventing invisible playmates, how do we really know that is not what we did.
How do we know that there is not just one of us, you for example, who has dreamt up the entire world and all the inhabitants ? You can't really say for sure that this is not true.
So the answer Griswold, in short is NO. None of us know anything as fact, many have conclusions they draw from what they see and hear, and the may present them. But noone knows it when their own perception of the world is flawed. And they happily draw conclusions that may be wrong. And the fact of the matter is, if I did that, I would never know.
So you see, you can't even trust me, and I can't even trust me. I have told people straight out that I do not choose not to trust them because of their morals, but because of their poor judgement.
Here's one for ya.
I cannot prove that I exist.
I wrote a heavily kinked scifi story. After I woke up 400 years later I went back to school and did well. I wound up with two Wives, which is legal in that time.
I built a world and a life in that world. It was good, utopic almost. The hardest part, to even read is the passages I wrote about doubt. Written in first person, having been thrown into the future like that, sometimes I got the idea that it was all in my head and that I was actually laying in a hospital somewhere in this century in a coma.
Now understand that I understand that this is fiction. But think of a dilemma like that. If it is a dream it is a damn good one. If they endevor to get me back to conciousness in this century, medical tecnology will most likely kill me.
But I got two Wives, not really Wives but we got this contract, which is about everything but jumping the broom. Got four kids, two from each, and I am SURE they are mine.
We have a family business and the oldest gets into it once grown up. We have money, but after the wars in the next few hundred years, enough people will be dead that the Earth will be able to sustain the rest. I came after that unrest.
But the whole point is, this guy does not want to leave the life he has built. Even though at times he longs for his GF in the old days, so to speak, it would kill him to wake up in a hospital bed in the old days. Think of that. Hoping that life is not a dream, but not really being sure.
So like they say on Millionaire "Final answer".
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