(April 23, 2015 at 3:56 am)robvalue Wrote: This is kind of related:
I've come to the conclusion that the capacity for suffering in life forms vastly outstretches the capacity for enjoyment.
Say, for example, that I have a "happiness" rating of zero if I'm in a neutral state. I'm not actively happy, nor am I sad or suffering. Say that on the best day of my life, my happiness rating went up to 100.
Personally, I'd say that when I'm suffering, the score has gone way below -100. At the depths of my depression, I'd estimate it to be something like -1,000,000. And this is without physical pain even being introduced. Even yesterday, I'd say I felt like about -250,000.
But then if you smoked meth while winning the lottery during a threesome it might go up to +1 000 000
Are you ready for the fire? We are firemen. WE ARE FIREMEN! The heat doesn’t bother us. We live in the heat. We train in the heat. It tells us that we’re ready, we’re at home, we’re where we’re supposed to be. Flames don’t intimidate us. What do we do? We control the flame. We control them. We move the flames where we want to. And then we extinguish them.
Impersonation is treason.
