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"I have stolen more quotes and thoughts and purely elegant little starbursts of writing from the Book of Revelation than anything else in the English language--and it is not because I am a biblical scholar, or because of any religious faith, but because I love the wild power of the language and the purity of the madness that governs it and makes it music."--Hunter S. Thompson
I want one of these nifty 'About' sections too. Like with
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Moral Dilemma: Hedonism
Psychological--It is just to pursue pleasure (happiness)
Rational--We ought to pursue pleasure (happiness)
Egoistic--One's own pleasure is the issue
Altruistic--Other's pleasure is the issue
Joy--We have plurality of aims, what makes hedonism so beautiful is it gives a single criteria to harmonize plurality of aims, assuming this is good (Nietszche would say it isn't).
But--quantitative (more is better) versus qualitative (because we are rational beings pleasure from intellectual pursuits is better than other kinds) conditions.
Morality--is morality another criteria? Is the happiest life the moral life? (if so, how convenient...)
Does a concept of happiness bring any concept of the achievability of happiness? Could one know what happiness is without knowing sufficient conditions of being happy?
Should I be suspicious if hedonism isn't workable?
Do the objections against hedonism falsify the concept of happiness or only the achievability????
........@_______@;;
As of now, I'm accepting the theistic example to the meaning of life in an attempt to make myself happy.
If believing in God makes me happier than someone who believes their life is a matter of chance, that when they die they will be gone together--
--and, as...ugh, whatsisname...famous survivor of German concentration camps...if he said that in his experience the people who survived were what he called the Believers, those with a sense of God--
--is it rational NOT to believe?
Is truth, or knowledge, an intrinsic good?
"Man is the Cosmic Orphan." --Loren Eiseley
Without God, is life absurd? In killing Him, have we killed ourselves, doomed ourselves to that much-cited "threat of non-being?"
As Sartre observed, several hours or several years makes no difference once you have lost eternity...
How can I matter in a world without God?
But then...why should the fact that a Plan is God's plan assure its meaningfulness?
Is meaning secured if there is a God?
Even if the fact that it's God's plan does assure that the plan is meaningful for God, what makes it meaningful for me?
If...if God always was and always will be, isn't it the case that he just came with the Plan? How could something (well two things, God and his plan) so inexplicable, reassure me that the meaning of my life is secure...that it is not simply some "derivative surd"--an offshoot of the original surd, namely God?
I am the key to the lock in your house
That keeps your toys in the basement
And if you get too far inside
You'll only see my reflection
It's always best when the light is off
I am the pick in the ice
Do not cry out or hit the alarm
You know we're friends till we die
And either way you turn
I'll be there
Open up your skull
I'll be there
Climbing up the walls
It's always best when the light is off
It's always better on the outside
Fifteen blows to the back of your head
Fifteen blows to your mind
So lock the kids up safe tonight
Put the eyes in the cupboard
I've got the smell of a local man
Who's got the loneliest feeling
That either way he turns
I'll be there
Open up your skull
I'll be there
Climbing up the walls
Climbing up the walls
Climbing up the walls
and pictures
and...and...slogans.
"Live pretty, die dirty" "Glamour and Excess""Syphilis and Greed" "Marzipan and cigarettes"
and...and...other random stuff...
In the desert
I saw a creature, naked, bestial,
Who, squatting upon the ground,
Held his heart in his hands,
And ate of it.
I said, "Is it good, friend?"
"It is bitter - bitter," he answered;
"But I like it
Because it is bitter,
And because it is my heart."
~Stephen Crane (rocks my world)
I have bangs now...it kinda makes me happy.
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Visions of Grandeur and A Bump On the Head
disco_the_kid, humble in his general forgetfulness as concerning journals, tells the story of his incredibly entertaining life...and rants. Probably a lot. Sometimes this too is entertaining. Though not often.
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