On 4/16/2011 9:19 AM, godszen wrote:
try telling that to the judge or a cop
and let me know how it works......
Either one will come across a judge/cop who thinks all this spiel is
hogwash and throws the book at you/throws you into a jail.
Or one comes across someone in uniform who has apperceived that the
uniform is adorning another mere uniform
and still makes you clean the dump and fines your ass off.....
..... or seeing your condition, gets a janitor to do flush the dump.
Whatever the happening....the happening an image of the entirety of that
very moment.
There is no isolate-ble loci, godzen, for an event to be discreetized at
that loci ...
....for the possibility to exist, of causes to be identified and
attributed for such an event.
Thus neither the presence of free will, nor the absence of free will,
for the presence/absence of free will, needs the discreet loci of an
event/object to be on a stand alone basis.
There is no linear cause-effect continuum.
The entirety on the spectacle, (with the object which is seeing the
spectacle, a mere nuance of the same spectacle)...
......a holographic as-if-ness.
Whether that spectacle is of a quasar exploding with the brilliance of a
billion suns.....at the edge of this Universe.
Or couple of red ants finding their way to your testicular region.
On Apr 14, 9:30 am, Sandeep-Kuber Technologies
<[email protected]> wrote:
On 4/14/2011 9:36 AM, godszen wrote:
roomsearching wrote:
There is absolutely no God or free will involved in you taking a dump
everyday.......
free will is the decision to take a dump on the floor
or walk into the bathroom and sit on the toilet....
Nope.
The decision not to dump on the floor, nor on the toilet seat and to
dump into the toilet....
.is based on the menu of the dinner last night, how strong the urge, how
strong the sphincter muscles and the inbuilt conditioning built up from
childhood.....that to dump at X or Y site is not socially acceptable and
hence the fear of the the shame and the consequential hassle to clean
up.....
.....which prompts the sprint.
There is nothing as a deliberated action.
Or thought.
