Life is life

What is the meaning of life?
That can be answered in so many ways and yet not one of the answers can be certainly the truth.

Its really funny. I've come to realize that philosophy...
or at least the sort that is typically learned, tends to have to do with Religion... or God..
Love. and Life.
Sometimes I think its a huge part of life..
I was probably criticized alot for believing in it all too much.
But now, I just kind of want something else to mean something.
I want something to be important.

I don't want to spend my life centered on God.
I think whatever God there is, they didn't intend for that to be the meaning of life.
They love us uncoditionally and want us to achieve something.
I don't want to bend over for some stupid thig I might call love.
I already know I'm doomed to some kind of failure in it.
People these days think its supposed to be some kind of fairytale..
when in the end, we are just animals.
We want to breed.
And a father polar bear will kill the cubs just to mate again sooner...
so what is family?

What is life?
Maybe this conscousness is nothing.
Its just a pure accident that we think..
or think we can think.
When its really nothing and we go about complicating it with more story fairytales, just to make us feel important.
How many people think they are so much better than animals, just because God said so.
How many people grow this huge ego just because they think this and that.

I'm so irritated.
But maybe not so much with people.
Just that I don't know life.
I'd like to know it.
But I know I'll never know it.
And yet I have to hear people so opinionated that they just know they know
and they try to force their views on you.

But whatever.
Is that even philosohpy?

and its flowing..

So, class presented some pretty interesting questions.. and suggestions.
I really enjoyed the quote from one of the books :
"The highest good is like water. It flows in places where humans reject."
It makes me quiver. I'll have to figure out the origin.. I forget.

What is the value of philosophy?
I thought this question was kind of funny. I joked with a friend, and it made him really mad too, that philosophy was just human's petty need to feel supieror in the idea that they have 'thought'... unlike so many other creatures.
Of course, it sounds logical...
but I do think philosophy is interesting in its own and not petty..
otherwise, why would I be taking a class on it?
Because I'm required too...
... or maybe because I'm some alien from another planet sent to study humans on this planet so that I can come back with a report and we can study and find some way to conquer the planet...
yea.... riiiiight.

Anywho.

One of the things presented was that the only thing that really exists is mind.
I thought that was interesting because somewhere I read that if we used 100% of our brains, we wouldn't need our bodies.. we would pretty much just be a ball of light.
In that case, it makes sense. Our minds are powerful, its just that we haven't exercised them enough.
Maybe we were at one point that light and as we are dying (as a whole) we are slowly degrading into these physical things.
Maybe we never were the light and are slowly upgrading into that final magnificent thing?

I don't know.
Probably never will.

About time..

We conversed in class the other day. yay.
besides taking tests and stuff..

Anywho, some people want to have class discussion and other want to learn about plato... or other famous people..
So next, I guess we'll all be discussing plato? Or going off on our opinion of plato?
Whatever, it gets the ball rolling.

As class was having some discussion, thoughts popped into my head.
Is the world one?
In my opinion, of course, I'll take the thought of the 'world' as the whole.. More than just earth.
I guess it'll mean life more than humans.
The world is one.
Every different dimension, if there are such a thing, still equals one gigantic exsistence.
Just because it is not in front of us, or we can't acknowledge it, doesn't mean it doesn't exist.
Its still there, and it still the 'world'

Now, I do agree with the one and all thing too.


Um, let's see.
I was wondering...
How much intelligence can one person have?
I mean, when you know something about just about everything (maybe dramatizing)
Its interesting to learn all those little things.
But how much can your brain hold?
How much can someone know?
And once they start learning alot, can there be too much?
Can knowing alot make you crazy? ( I suppose to society's standards)?

Then I sit here and I'm like.. well, why am I asking so many questions?
Why do so many people need answers to everything?
Isn't there beauty in mystery?
But then again, there is beauty in creation and etc.
What would happen to us if we finally knew everything?


What if the answers were nothing?


All.

So then...

Have you ever been kind of confused and understood why but didn't?
I mean, you kind of have what you want and your life is going fine...
but then there's something off... and you can't really be sure whether or not its something just there, or if its something bad and you should quickly get rid of it?
And how much bad can come from it if you don't quite get rid of it quick enough?

What is intuition? And why does it get mixed up in all these emotions inside you?
Does intuition really exist?
Do we really know what we should do and shouldn't do?
And do we sometimes get confused because its not always what we want to do at the moment, but its what is best?

I ask alot of questions, just because I like to invite alot of suggestions, different ones.
maybe its because I like to see all the different answers...
or maybe its because I'm looking for someone to say one I can agree with..

But whatever.
I'm lost.

Philosophy thoughts

I think, therefore I am.
Right?
Our thoughts make us exist, because technically we are always in thought even when we are sleeping...
right?...
Who are we then, if we exist?
Who are we if we have this second sense of intuition... or whatever you want to call it.
Do we have a special plan, as individuals or as a race?
What is our place in the universe?
Is there life on other planets? in different places and how does that effect us?

Do we dislike some people because they have the qualities we dislike about ourselves?
Do we like people because they share our good qualities?

Are we attracted to people who are all we want to be?
And what happens when they suddenly aren't?


Thoughts, since we've been mostly reviewing and not bringing up anything new.

Curious and curiouser..

Facts are something we know to be true or proven..
to an extent, because nothing is 'proven'
but let's pretend that this existence is fact.
I am here.. at this moment, typing out some letters.
That is a fact.
But its not when you are reading this cause I will have been done typing them..

Bad example?

My thoughts are real..
because they are all I have.
They are the only thing someone can't take from me..
But they could if they punched me in the face and I was knocked out.
or injected me with something that made me go into a dreamless sleep..
But we always dream... we just don't always remember...
right?
Or maybe we don't really exist...
I don't know how that would work...

Or maybe we are the only real existance and everything else is just acting according to what has to happen to me.
None of the people around me are real...
they are just my imagination...
but would that make them real?

RAMBLE..



Fact is a tough one.
Fact is truth.
It is reality.
But what is reality?
So... until we answer what reality is, we can't answer fact?

Quick note...
Are emotions fact?
No.
Half the time we don't even know our emotions...
or we are clashing with out emotions...
so, do emotions even exist?

Bleh.

I notice all my unconscious thought processes lead to the same thing.
And its all meaningless..
or maybe just something I don't want to be bothered with.

A few notes

What is memory and how is it related to fact?
How do we know our memories are real, or actually happened?
Have you ever been confused about whether something happened or if it happened in a dream?
How do we know dreams aren't the 'real' reality and this world isn't just a 'dream'?

Do we have past lives?
If we do, how/ do they effect us now?

Is the past just things we want to remember or the future we want it to be?
Why do I do what I do?
Do I enjoy the stress and pain that comes with certain situations?
Does happiness scare people?
Is happiness too boring?
Am I afraid of being boring?


Thoughts.