Metaphysical propositions
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wolven7Mirrormask - [Conjuring a Dome]--- I was reminded by Borges, yesterday, and I have to say that of all the idealist, non-continuist metaphysics, the one that bothers me, the Only one that bothers me, in its potential truth, is the idea that we were only created a few seconds ago, for the first time, furnished with memories of the past.
A Clockwork Orange - [Overture to the Sun]--- I don't know why this bothers me, so much, save the idea that everything I think and feel and believe, At This Moment is based on a past that I never really thought and felt at that This Moment. Does that make sense? (Warren Zevon - [Night Time in the Switching Yard])Not simply the fact that my behaviour in the present is based on a lie of the past-- I've come to terms with that possibility, a long time ago-- but rather the fact of the lie itself, the nothingness of that particular lie, irks me more than any other potential lie. I think because it's a completely airtight lie. I could never know the fact of the matter, because, at each moment, I could have simply been Just Created With The Knowledge That I Was Just Created Five MOMENTS AGO. But that would still be a Lie. You see my quandry? Each moment is the moment of creation, in question, and so each brings with it the adjacent lies of the past.
Bruce McCulloch - [Lift Me Up]--- But, paradoxically-- you know I love my paradox, kids-- this brings me to one of my favourite metaphysical propositions: That of the destruction of everything at the end of each moment, and the creation of everything, again, at the beginning of the next. The persistence of memory, the illusion of continuity being a function of the psyches and the motion of the universe. Each paradoxical refutation of motion and movement (arrow approaches, limit functions, etc) shows that we can infinitely partition everything, and that we never actually approach or touch, anything. We never leave anywhwere.
Motion - [Rastplatz]--- And yet, obviously, we do. We move, we touch, we feel and caress each other, in all kinds of ways, don't we? So how? If the creation of the universe is the creation everything by everything, from nothing which was all that there was (and necesarily is, void being the constant stasis of a net-zero-sum), then each moment of "motion" is the creation of itself at a new point, which merely seems contiguous, when viewed from the inside of the creation. (Warren Zevon - [Things to Do in Denver When You're Dead]). But, when you realise the true nature of the creation/created/creating matrix, then perhaps you can see that what exists one place, or has a certain function, at one moment of creation, need not have that placement, function or Form, the next.
Just some thoughts.
A Clockwork Orange - [Overture to the Sun]--- I don't know why this bothers me, so much, save the idea that everything I think and feel and believe, At This Moment is based on a past that I never really thought and felt at that This Moment. Does that make sense? (Warren Zevon - [Night Time in the Switching Yard])Not simply the fact that my behaviour in the present is based on a lie of the past-- I've come to terms with that possibility, a long time ago-- but rather the fact of the lie itself, the nothingness of that particular lie, irks me more than any other potential lie. I think because it's a completely airtight lie. I could never know the fact of the matter, because, at each moment, I could have simply been Just Created With The Knowledge That I Was Just Created Five MOMENTS AGO. But that would still be a Lie. You see my quandry? Each moment is the moment of creation, in question, and so each brings with it the adjacent lies of the past.
Bruce McCulloch - [Lift Me Up]--- But, paradoxically-- you know I love my paradox, kids-- this brings me to one of my favourite metaphysical propositions: That of the destruction of everything at the end of each moment, and the creation of everything, again, at the beginning of the next. The persistence of memory, the illusion of continuity being a function of the psyches and the motion of the universe. Each paradoxical refutation of motion and movement (arrow approaches, limit functions, etc) shows that we can infinitely partition everything, and that we never actually approach or touch, anything. We never leave anywhwere.
Motion - [Rastplatz]--- And yet, obviously, we do. We move, we touch, we feel and caress each other, in all kinds of ways, don't we? So how? If the creation of the universe is the creation everything by everything, from nothing which was all that there was (and necesarily is, void being the constant stasis of a net-zero-sum), then each moment of "motion" is the creation of itself at a new point, which merely seems contiguous, when viewed from the inside of the creation. (Warren Zevon - [Things to Do in Denver When You're Dead]). But, when you realise the true nature of the creation/created/creating matrix, then perhaps you can see that what exists one place, or has a certain function, at one moment of creation, need not have that placement, function or Form, the next.
Just some thoughts.
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Date: 2007-06-10 12:00 am (UTC)Arrogant as that is.