The only issue I have with your last statement is your arguments are not logically consistent.
A lot of your responses have been emotional, appealing to feelings, rather than a cohesive interconnected philosophical framework that’s internally consistent. And that’s fine, just don’t assume I’m responding in the same way.
yep, I’m an aspiring politician - or perhaps faith leader. it’s basically the same thing - lying to the proles. one needs to learn to appeal to the common man/woman/whatever. the need to find meaning of existence. the need to know what we do matters - that the individualmatters. the need to be significant, or be seen as contributing to that significance - it’s accumulation of social credit. an appeal to emotion - and yes, to feelings. feelings existed before language - and language existed before religion, but only just. tapping into that power is the only magic that truly exists
no, it’s quite all right - you respond how you respond. how you’ve been shaped to respond ;)
The only issue I have with your last statement is your arguments are not logically consistent.
A lot of your responses have been emotional, appealing to feelings, rather than a cohesive interconnected philosophical framework that’s internally consistent. And that’s fine, just don’t assume I’m responding in the same way.
yep, I’m an aspiring politician - or perhaps faith leader. it’s basically the same thing - lying to the proles. one needs to learn to appeal to the common man/woman/whatever. the need to find meaning of existence. the need to know what we do matters - that the individual matters. the need to be significant, or be seen as contributing to that significance - it’s accumulation of social credit. an appeal to emotion - and yes, to feelings. feelings existed before language - and language existed before religion, but only just. tapping into that power is the only magic that truly exists
no, it’s quite all right - you respond how you respond. how you’ve been shaped to respond ;)
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and yet you keep returning, like a moth to a flame. sort of poetic. sad too - you’ve not grown at all