Philosophical Notes...

"I have no equation for creation!" he laughed. "Law without opposite as you say, though by your supposing us only to create like ourselves, seem to mean law without substance!" We do create our children, knowingly or otherwise, and it doesn't stop there, they go on to create themselves and their own children. Dejavu and thedope could discuss the matter as long as they liked, and the gene pool would always await them, and their conception of it.

 

But the mind can propagate via silicon chip.

 

"Man doesn't live on bread alone." laughed Dejavu. "Or tea, or cake, or anything else for that matter, alone." he added, with no consideration for thedopes belief in disembodiment.

 

Dejavu had the habit of confusing thedope with someone else in the matter thedope's beliefs.
"I do not believe that the mind lives on body alone. Everything you know is mind and the body is relatively unfamiliar to us which is the reason for medical research. Bodies coalesce around magnanimous intent, gravity, and it scrambles the embodied and makes new bodies. The mind is naturally abstract and full of probability. Brain research is not mind research which is the prerogative of self reflection."

 

"Isn't all research of the mind?" he questioned. Dejavu thought thedope was out of his mind equating gravity with magnanimity. It was really none of his business though, and he was not a busy-body. Knowing there is no mind without the body via the only indirection such knowledge is had, he said, laughing, "The human body is utterly familiar to us, if you realize it's what we are!"

 

"An inert body then?," thedope inquired of Dejavu's self denial. "There are no idle thoughts.
Seems you are confused about the body yet still."

"The thought does come first," replied thedope glowingly.

"Love is what we are following the propensity for matter to form. When you cut your nails or hair, do you feel less yourself?"

 

"Inert?! Living, and conscious, you idiot! I'd truly be denying myself if I thought I wasn't my body!" he laughed.

"The thought doesn't precede the body, only what we know of it. A practicability of mind." He became serious, and glowered a little with the weight of his thought, but then brightened suddenly. "There are no idle thoughts, it is true, and there is no life outside the body."

"So long as I miss my wrists and throat when I do, I feel just fine, numbskull!" he laughed.

 

thedope was certain that Dejavu had posted many such equations, an equation being a description of energetic process, such as the thought comes. "Or maybe you say, "I did that"", reminded thedope.

 

What have you people done with my thread??

 

The following forum is intended for people just like you... feel obliged to open an account and do whatever you want...

http://w11.zetaboards.com/TalkRational/index/

 

Kept it warm in your absence, your welcome.

P.S, thedope replied.

 

I have been busy writing actual books... notes only go so far....

 

"...well, I need to be across many forums to keep my posts varied, so I'll post there too, promise and here as always, but I prefer company, someone to post with me..." mentioned the goblin who posted whenever someone posted something back, adding "...btw I just found out that the lupusbot's forum, a forum that is actually dead but still running as a corpse perhaps, stands at 72805hits for 357posts, or 200hits per post, and a thousand hits per each new post I do, not that it means that they are readers hitting, and not that anyone can reply to me there anyway, only that it tells you what a fool I am though it also shows the type of committal to livewriting I'm capable of ..."

 

and the skeleton jumped up and danced all round the garden and said teas up guys. ha! ha!:coffee::coffee::coffee:ie:

 

"that dancing skeletons is going to be put to use somewhere in Imperial Talk Rational" said the Magician... thinking that he didn't want 'just another forum'....

 

New skin: You live writers are missing having a true homeland.

 

imperial talk rational has been disestablished.

HYPERTEXTUM has taken its place; it is an official livewriting site; those interested can post/start a thread in the section titled 'conversatorium'.

http://w11.zetaboards.com/hypertextum/index/

 

Da Magician found it strange that this forum had been emptied all of a sudden...

 

("...nah, it's a lot of commitment to write daily where this is not a writer's forum..." replied the goblin finding it hard to keep up with everywhere anywya, but promising not to give up on anywhere then, adding "...there's no rush where one is anonymous but, like anything, it gets better and more habitual is one keeps at it...", while outside the rain just washed away the day once more, where the goblin's only escape was inwards at this point)