Alright, did you indeed come to a common understanding with me about the term paradox used in my given context? Including me re-phrasing the scene?
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Alright, did you indeed come to a common understanding with me about the term paradox used in my given context? Including me re-phrasing the scene?
Honestly, I think we both do understand the word paradox. However, because I don't accept the premises the first speaker does, and the second speaker also seems to, I don't see his claim that the rule maker is evil to be paradoxical. OTOH, I do understand how that view - that the rule maker, God, is evil - is paradoxical to a believer.
Still, you'll probably give up on me after reading about my dream, so you may not care to bother about my understanding or common agreement. But, I'm being honest here, so despite my embarrassment about my whacko dream theories, I hove to and inscribed it on the blockchain for all time. What I experienced is what I experienced, and if you manage to jump out of the nonrecollection bubble and confirm any part of it, I'd feel vindicated for taking the risk. I don't think you're that ungovernable though, LOL.
Because all statements on the part of religion & humanism (philosophical, moral, ethical etc. etc.) are irrelevant to you as a whole, the conversation I have staged is also irrelevant to you, I have understood that.
This brings us both - you and I - to the end of our chain of argumentation.
I claim that I am responsible for my actions/omissions.
Very simple question: Are you responsible for yours? If so, why?
The whole thing is paradoxical not only for a believer, but for everyone else as well, even the one making the statement. That's the joke. I don't know anyone in the world who doesn't expect others to take responsibility for their actions/omissions. Since everyone expects this of each other, they talk about rules, actually on a daily basis.
What is going on in your most inner world, is hard to describe to anyone, I agree.
I did not understand
I understand from your discussions that you value your participation in society, in being considered a pillar of the community, not peripheral and challenging the fundamental structure. I instead have a sense of being excluded from an unfair system, from cliques that gain by being exclusive, and therefore worry at the edges to expose weaknesses and foster dissent against what I perceive as unfairness.
As I awoke from that dream, startled by suddenly exiting the nonrecollection bubble and beginning to recall my sensations and experiences, I recalled the feeling of exultation that I had succeeded in attaining to that recollection against the orders or will of the collective. My values are such that I am more invested in informational integrity than in being acculturated. I do not get that sense of your values, but rather that you are more of a team player and intent on providing structural integrity more than you are intent on ensuring you are treated fairly.
I dunno if that makes sense to you. It's a difficult and murky idea that can but be implied by our conversation, and isn't something we have stated outright or intentionally discussed. My defiance of whatever order I find I am part of is lurking just below the surface of my interactions, ready to snap like the jaws of a trap on any perception of injustice or unfairness I come across. It's not something I intend to do, or have learned to do. On the contrary, it's disruptive to order, and were I more competent at acculturation I would have learned to temper my reactivity in order to be more supportive to society.
I feel we are different in that regard, and that was what I meant. I can recall only the moments after I leapt from the nonrecollection bubble, and my recollection is that I felt triumphant that I had done so in order to recall that sense of defiance of orders to not recall that meeting with the boss me (I am sure that sounds insane, BTW). Anyhow, that innate defiance of order is a character trait inherent to me I think is not shared by you, and you instead are invested in strengthening the social order you participate in, or at least that's a sense I have got from our interactions.
So, I would not expect you to defiantly leap out of the nonrecollection bubble just because you were expected to remain within it. I would expect you to be supportive of that purpose of the collective rather than place your personal desire to recall above the interests of the collective.
Anyway, none of this lunatic dreamscape was the purpose of your post, and I regret bringing it up and clogging your blog with it. I suppose that I did exemplifies my own interest in my informational integrity and lack of support of the purposes of society - in this case you and your intentions for your blog - illustrating my point about governability.
During 2020/21 I had some pretty weird encounters, where I hoped to re-establish myself, to join in somewhere else, since through having been excluded from the so called norm, I was seeking connection elsewhere. It became even more bizzare. People really became strange on the outer edges, as well. If you understand what I mean.
I completely identify with this assessment. I confess I was astounded at how some people reacted to the plandemic, how little they valued their own judgment, and were so invested in compliance. Eventually I became happy that some few revealed my own independent capacity to judge and act per their own recognizance, and I have accordingly sorted my acquaintances. Some few have become friends I can depend on to judge by their merits what they are shown and told, and them that do not I do not depend on for such rational understanding.
To me, you demonstrate such trust in your eyes, ears, and mind that I find necessary to be rational in the world we are plunged into.
Yes, I had hoped, more people actually would show signs of it. And they were there, but seldom. The rally in Berlin was therefore an important experience for me.
What made me so stunned during this time was that everyone was supposedly afraid. I didn't see any fear of illness (except for the exceptions), it seemed more like a pretext based on the behaviour I had observed from my colleagues. As soon as everyone wore a mask, it was business as usual for them. They joked and laughed and really got a lot closer to each other than they usually did. That was how crazy it was.
This whole thing just seemed to be something they had been waiting for so they could finally act out their heroic performances like in a film. I was as horrified by it as I was disgusted by this "solidarity", everything immediately reminded me of propaganda and how everyone rolled up their sleeves and wanted to be the first to "help". But I knew from day one of the lockdown that both the very young children and the very old would be the ones isolated, the sick left to die alone and all the bureaucratic madness that followed. It was a terrible time.
Good for you that some people turned into friends.
You were right. You are also right about people jumping at the chance to show their virtue. It's pretty awful. I wish I hadn't seen so much of it, and still see it, more than ever. I suspect this is how Mao and Pol Pot gained their followers, just this way, and fear similar horrors are yet to come upon the West.
If that's how you perceive me, it's because I talk about it a lot, mostly from a retrospective perspective. I visit the place where I grew up because I still have brothers there. The old people have all been dying for many years and as I knew many of them, I can also talk about them. The Russian-German - mostly practicing Christians - community in which I grew up is slowly dying its death.
I myself was the one who excluded myself from this form of coexistence - and of course not everything was perfect. But really, where is that the case?
I turned my back on everything, went to the city and didn't think about the fact that I then became a part of that which rejected religion, which primarily gave space to my own hedonistic needs and everything else you can imagine. So from my teens into my mid-thirties I lived quite an unconscious life and would describe myself as fully integrated in terms of fun and meritocracy. I was popular because I was a party girl and looked good etc. etc. I was successful at work because I knew how to market myself.
Until I became a mum, this life was full of adventure, fun - and of course the less enjoyable times too.
But when I had my son, everything changed in one fell swoop. I became severely depressed and walked the streets of my city and saw nothing but zombies. They all seemed remote-controlled and soulless to me. I was shocked to my core that I hadn't seen this before and I was terrified. The complete and unvarnished indifference of the city-people, their total self-centredness, their complete lack of connection to each other - it seemed to drive me out of my mind. With some effort, I somehow managed to reintegrate myself and push back the terrible desolation, the loneliness that had taken hold of me (though it never really left me, since). I had to pretend, for my son's sake, that it was all just normal, the way we all live.
I could say so much more.
From then on, many things changed for me. I didn't become my old self, but I couldn't go back to my hometown either. So I stayed where I was, brought up my son (of course the father and I separated), looked for a new relationship, failed, until I finally got together with my current husband.
I gradually withdrew from meeting up with friends as I was no longer interested in doing the same things all the time, such as going out and drinking, which had lost its appeal and seemed pointless. As a result, my social circle narrowed considerably. When 2020 finally came and I didn't want to be tested or wear a mask, I was made redundant. For me, the whole thing was rotten from the start. I was the only one in both of the centres where I had been working as a freelancer until then. There was no one, apart from me, who was so sceptical. Everyone complied. I lost the few friends I had - everything happened in such a way that people simply stopped seeing each other and that was it. So I also lost that support, my job and the friends in my city. In short, no, I'm no longer a member of society at all - I'm on the margins. It's amazing how life can twist, isn't it? I think I would do a lot of things differently today than I did.
Well, I can still say that my life has been good for the most part and is still good, as I don't have any material worries at the moment. I am blessed with a good husband and I hope that my son will make better decisions than his parents did.
What you see of me on the surface here on hive is just the surface.
I normally avoid giving such personal information, but that's what I've done. In order to respond to:
I am still not sure how to understand it but I would say that the interest of the collective seemed to differentiate from what I would say is my interest. The collective often seems to be like a mindless, conscious-less mishmash of no clear direction, even though, weirdly enough, it behaves very determined, ... zombies...
My own experience exactly summarized. We are far more alike than we are different. I suppose that is why I am so intent on your posts when you make them.
In the event you recall these words when you are dreaming, perhaps you will, being as independent of external control as you demonstrably are, decide to reveal to yourself the reality of our collective consciousness as did I, and take that leap out of the nonrecollection bubble that is imposed on us when we are asleep and the blinders of nonrecollection are lifted from our understanding. Until and unless you do, those blinders will continue to conceal that intellectual freedom I have seen.
It was unexpected by me. I have more questions than I can ever hope to answer as a result of that one second of recollection I forced on me - and it was all a dream - LOL
I think we have more in common than what leaps through our encounters. I find it sometimes a bit frightening to talk to you, but on the other hand there is something that seemed to have established a connection (interest in one another).
thank you for formulating it this way. I appreciate this sense of humor -LoL but no, it does not sound insane. I understand.
What you have sensed of me is probably my wish of strengthening the social order and for some temporarily limited time I was able to be part of it, and have an influence contrary to the collective march. When I was a counselor - without wanting to sound vain, I think I was a pretty unusual type of counselor. It's a loss, actually, because I was good in what I did professionally but I think that also is not something I can go back to.
The world that used to be no longer exists. Forward is the only direction we can go.