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Meaning of Life IMeaning of Life: We wonder about it all the time
Everybody is going about looking for the meaning of life. No, it's probably a little more than just "42", if you were going to stop me there. Admit or not, even if you're one of those people who say "I just live life as it comes to me, I don't contemplate about the meaning behind it", chances are, you're just fooling yourself because the question is too hard. Much easier to just avoid it, no?
We all ask about the meaning of life; think about it this way. Everyday we ask "why": "why should I lend you twenty bucks", "why can't I just sleep in", "why do I have to eat these horrible tasting burssel sprouts" Every time we ask a "why" question we're essentially contemplating the meaning of life. Sounds a little radical, I know. Let's take the sleeping in example and examine it.
You, an university student just like me, gets violently woken up at 8:30am. It's a Thursday. You reach for your alarm and turn it off after two failed atte
Home: No NationalityShaded by the thick curtain of night, our troops advanced across the No Man's Land. Stomachs flat against the blood-drenched soil, we inched forward as quickly and silently as possible. I looked to the sides and into the alarmed eyes of my former schoolmates, eyes that reminded me of the school days that we could perhaps go back to as soon as this filthy war is over. Those eyes gave me the strength to crawl even faster towards the opposing trenches. In my mind there was only one goal: going home.
A sharp squeal sounded from afar, followed by a second and several more, whipping through the silence of the night. Without a thought I slipped into the nearest burrow and buried my head into my arms. The familiarity of the sound and scent of the bombs triggered a series of subconscious survival procedures that were burned into the deepest of my memories. As soldiers, these instincts were the scars of war left in our heads, the ones that took the longest to heal.
I stayed in that same position
On Cartesian DualismOn the Cartesian Dualism and Interactionism
The mind-body problem is often presented in the logical format of the inconsistent tetrad, structured as follow:
1) The body is a material thing.
2) The mind is a spiritual (immaterial) thing.
3) The mind and the body causally interact.
4) Spirit and material does not causally interact.
Although each of the four premises is arguably reasonable on its own, the conjunction of all of them together creates a logical inconsistency. When any three premises are accepted as true and valid, the forth will impose a contradiction. Descartes responded to the inconsistency by committing to the belief that the mind and body are different substances (substance dualism), and rejecting premise four to say that spirit and material does in fact causally interact (interactionism).
Descartes claimed that the mind is a different substance than the body in his Meditations. In his systematic scepticism, Descartes denied the existence of anything that r
Something to EatIt is definitely not cold enough today. I could still worry about things other than how to keep warm against the wind. It frightens me terribly, that everybody wears a mask wherever they go. We meet many people, yet no one really knows anyone else. We approach each other with selfish objectives: to devour their intellect, to consume their thoughts, to suck their minds dry. We call each other friends, but in the end we undetectably absorb the other's self and then abandon them for our next prey. That is all we are: psychological cannibals.
Dusk is already fading into an opaque layer of darkness, even though it was still light when I left my friends five minutes ago. I feel victimized. Why should I surrender myself to their pretence of goodness? They are all savages in friend's clothing, and I can see their eagerness to hunt burning furiously beneath warm, tranquil smiles. The thoughtfulness of my mind is their prey, and they will desert me after gulfing it down ruthlessly. I've felt lik
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