Fucking shit I look away from this thread for a couple hours and it adds seven pages.
Sarah, humanity has long expressed its wish to believe that its limited lifespan is actually infinite. The human race is scared of the dark, it always has been, in all forms. The literal, figurative, and metaphorical. The idea of the loss of our senses or conscious selves while still living [being a vegetable, or blind, or deaf, or numb]...the loss of the light that allows us to see [the darkness itself] which makes us feel vulnerable and preyed upon. The eternity of what we perceive as a void, though there will be no perception and therefore no true loss of anything further [death]. We've always wanted to believe that there's a point to us. We want to believe we'll exist in eternity. We are but brief flashes in the cosmic scheme of things. We come, we exist, we experience, and then it all ends.
The irony of it all is that if humanity had spent less time chanting mantras to convince itself and more time exploring the world with free inquiry, science may have been at the point where it could create a form of "conscious immortality." Without the shepherds leading the blind, bleating flocks to go in the directions the individuals with power wanted us to go, we may well have gotten to the point where someone's conscious mind could be uploaded into a computer storage system of some kind...or their body could have been replaced with a prosthetic one that functions like a natural one, but free of disease and decay. 1000 years of scientific repression at the hands of the religious. And to this day the religious continue to stifle and struggle against scientific inquiry and pursuit.
You believe, you say...and in so doing you join hands with the rest who have, are, and will continue to slow the possibility of living immortality. Feel proud; you're working against your own desires.
Sarah, humanity has long expressed its wish to believe that its limited lifespan is actually infinite. The human race is scared of the dark, it always has been, in all forms. The literal, figurative, and metaphorical. The idea of the loss of our senses or conscious selves while still living [being a vegetable, or blind, or deaf, or numb]...the loss of the light that allows us to see [the darkness itself] which makes us feel vulnerable and preyed upon. The eternity of what we perceive as a void, though there will be no perception and therefore no true loss of anything further [death]. We've always wanted to believe that there's a point to us. We want to believe we'll exist in eternity. We are but brief flashes in the cosmic scheme of things. We come, we exist, we experience, and then it all ends.
The irony of it all is that if humanity had spent less time chanting mantras to convince itself and more time exploring the world with free inquiry, science may have been at the point where it could create a form of "conscious immortality." Without the shepherds leading the blind, bleating flocks to go in the directions the individuals with power wanted us to go, we may well have gotten to the point where someone's conscious mind could be uploaded into a computer storage system of some kind...or their body could have been replaced with a prosthetic one that functions like a natural one, but free of disease and decay. 1000 years of scientific repression at the hands of the religious. And to this day the religious continue to stifle and struggle against scientific inquiry and pursuit.
You believe, you say...and in so doing you join hands with the rest who have, are, and will continue to slow the possibility of living immortality. Feel proud; you're working against your own desires.
