Why do you want to know ‘what a woman is’? Why does woman or man have to mean anything? Why does it matter? And if it does matter then one ought to be able to prove it, to justify it, and then also justify what female and male ought to be, prove up and
I have a bad habit of throwing wrenches into programs. At one time I suppose I questioned the real, and now cannot escape it, then realize, doing so would have no point.
There is an overarching question to me, which may not mean to others what it means to me, and it is specific to reality, that is, “What do I, what does anyone need?” The answer will be specific to the individual, and to me it is only that, that has value. One cannot escape reality, try as one might.
"By implication, the self in the dream is not a one Self either but a series of emotional possessions, morphing from one identity into another, all narratively connected to a body but not quite the same, also lacking the integrity of the real."
I agree with you, in general. I don't know about 'emotional possessions' alone, since many are mentally possessed as well. The many identities (parts) and the overall lack of integrity, I am in concert with, which of course emerged within a 'fake' reality and so had to adapt to that environment. I write about this frequently - this relationship between identity and the world. (We're in such a unique time, where what's being dissolved out there, must by necessity, dissolve those identities.)
"It does not suffice to assert that people are deluded, irrational or morally deficient; we are all collectively unreal to a degree, and our unreality manifests as a real deficiency, as irrationality, as madness; the problem is the integrity of our world, or what we take for reality. We have not made it right yet, the world is not finished. We are not finished."
Collectively unreal. Yes, in response to the manufactured world or larger context we find ourselves in. When I listen to narrative believer, I know largely what they'll say when I ask challenging questions. They are in a program, and if you know the program you'll know their responses. It's very A.I. like.
I often feel the Self is not really present in an obvious way (like they don't know how to bring that Realness into the current embodiment, but I sense it). Not always. If they stay in engagement with me despite my throwing a wrench into their program, I take it as evidence that they want that to come in to embodiment, even as they argue with it. Not sure I'm explaining that well.
I suspect having been part of the prevailing narrative - 15 years ago-ish - and coming out of it, I can relate to where they are; fully captured and so prisoners advocating for their prison. It's hard not to be empathetic and root for them. No, the world is not done, but one version of it, is.
I wonder - as an aside - do you read Ed Brenegar's newsletter?
I have a bad habit of throwing wrenches into programs. At one time I suppose I questioned the real, and now cannot escape it, then realize, doing so would have no point.
There is an overarching question to me, which may not mean to others what it means to me, and it is specific to reality, that is, “What do I, what does anyone need?” The answer will be specific to the individual, and to me it is only that, that has value. One cannot escape reality, try as one might.
Big topic succinctly expressed.
"By implication, the self in the dream is not a one Self either but a series of emotional possessions, morphing from one identity into another, all narratively connected to a body but not quite the same, also lacking the integrity of the real."
I agree with you, in general. I don't know about 'emotional possessions' alone, since many are mentally possessed as well. The many identities (parts) and the overall lack of integrity, I am in concert with, which of course emerged within a 'fake' reality and so had to adapt to that environment. I write about this frequently - this relationship between identity and the world. (We're in such a unique time, where what's being dissolved out there, must by necessity, dissolve those identities.)
"It does not suffice to assert that people are deluded, irrational or morally deficient; we are all collectively unreal to a degree, and our unreality manifests as a real deficiency, as irrationality, as madness; the problem is the integrity of our world, or what we take for reality. We have not made it right yet, the world is not finished. We are not finished."
Collectively unreal. Yes, in response to the manufactured world or larger context we find ourselves in. When I listen to narrative believer, I know largely what they'll say when I ask challenging questions. They are in a program, and if you know the program you'll know their responses. It's very A.I. like.
I often feel the Self is not really present in an obvious way (like they don't know how to bring that Realness into the current embodiment, but I sense it). Not always. If they stay in engagement with me despite my throwing a wrench into their program, I take it as evidence that they want that to come in to embodiment, even as they argue with it. Not sure I'm explaining that well.
I suspect having been part of the prevailing narrative - 15 years ago-ish - and coming out of it, I can relate to where they are; fully captured and so prisoners advocating for their prison. It's hard not to be empathetic and root for them. No, the world is not done, but one version of it, is.
I wonder - as an aside - do you read Ed Brenegar's newsletter?
Thank you.
Maybe we can accept, even cherish (a) reality without need to flounder in an abyss of unrequited reason...
And after reading through it carefully twice, I asked myself, as I’ve often asked myself after reading you, What was the point of all of that?
Poetic, yes. Pointless, it would seem so.
Existential? Existence as what?
It seems to me, it has always seemed to me, the usefulness of any and every pursuit is defined precisely by its outcome.
That was almost poetic... And thus proving the existential yeast.