RE: Our Purpose In Life
September 2, 2011 at 12:39 pm
(This post was last modified: September 2, 2011 at 12:41 pm by Violet.)
(September 2, 2011 at 11:03 am)Loading Please Wait Wrote: I'm just trying to see what most of you guys think about this.
I think it's bullshit philosophy. You are too concerned with purposes... but purposes are reasons for something being done or created. And the universe is mostly unreasoned... you will notice the majority of it is incapable of thinking at all. Purpose as the all important point of a philosophy is moronic.
Quote:Another thing, I could point out is that I could call anything I wanted subjective.
And I could call anything an octopus. So fucking what?
Existence is not subjective. What it entails certainly is... but there are at least 4 things that are not: Something. Everything. Nothing. Existence. None of these can not be so
Quote:Let's take a penny for example -
Most of you would say a penny is very small.
I think a penny is HUGE! Compare a penny to an atom.
My gods but you are short.
Quote:Most of you would say the sky is blue.
A colorblind person may perceive the sky as purple.
The sky is purple... are you done rambling?
Quote:I'm not trying to say that there's only one purpose in life,
that there is nothing more to life.
Our MAIN purpose in life is to reproduce.
You are saying that reproduction is a purpose. But it is not a purpose any more than gravity is a purpose. Or nuclear fusion. Both of these are just as important for the development of life on this planet... why do you not give the star in our system due credit?
Purpose does not describe things as they are... it describes things as they are valued. If you are putting a plant on a starship, you might have a reason for it.... and if you do: that is the purpose behind the plant's being there. But without intelligence and actions behind something being done: it is without purpose. Entirely.
And now do you tell us that you believe in some sky daddy to give purpose to everything?
Please give me a home where cloud buffalo roam
Where the dear and the strangers can play
Where sometimes is heard a discouraging word
But the skies are not stormy all day