Why do people ignore the truth that their whole life revolves around the pursuit of the eternal?

Is it so hard to admit to one's self that they were wrong, always have been, and always will be?

I'm an evolutionist, I'm not religous, I'm a scientist and a mathemitician...yet even with the belief that logic was superior to faith, my life still revolved around whether or not the eternal was there. I think at some point I got sick of trying to be 'right' and just admitted what I've known all along. Death is eternal; life is death. We are all eternal. Why such an effort to hide this truth from the self? Is it because the ego dies upon this realization and each subsequent realization of it?

quote:Originally posted by Hexadecimal:

Why do people ignore the truth that their whole life revolves around the pursuit of the eternal?

Sounds like you are generalising and stereotyping here, I would have thought the very existence of this forum is proof that many people do not.

quote:Is it so hard to admit to one's self that they were wrong, always have been, and always will be?

What would be the point in trying if what you say is true?

quote:I think at some point I got sick of trying to be 'right' and just admitted what I've known all along. Death is eternal; life is death. We are all eternal. Why such an effort to hide this truth from the self? Is it because the ego dies upon this realization and each subsequent realization of it?

If it's true that 'one will always be wrong' how does what you are saying make any sense? How do you know death is eternal? How do you know we are all eternal? Is the ego a 'real' entity that it can die, not only once but several times? What exactly are you asking?

Namaste http://www.totse.com/bbs/smile.gif (http://www.totse.com/bbs/smile.gif)

what

way to be stupid, you do realize you didn't say anything. no one cares about gay nothing is everything and everything is nothing bullshit

zed, I know not everyone hides the truth...but it seems that so many people do. What really bites my ass, is that religous folk are more prone to hiding the truth than atheists.

Hehe; the ego is wrong. Always has been, always will be. When we act upon the ego, we bring ourselves hell. The ego is an inevitable craft of this life - we can kill it 50 times a day to have it born 50 times a day. The self has always been wrong - the individual has not. Without the self we are freed and trying is no longer in existence, there is simply do.

If it's true that 'one will always be wrong' how does what you are saying make any sense? How do you know death is eternal? How do you know we are all eternal? Is the ego a 'real' entity that it can die, not only once but several times? What exactly are you asking?

The lonely One is the ego, it is always wrong. The one that is right is the individual that accepts it is but a small part of its full existence. Both can occur many times throughout a single day. And no, the ego is not real, thus why it is always wrong - but we imagine it so that we have a framework with which to create imperfections in the very system we created as perfect some 15 billion years ago.

Just asking some questions nobody could answer, but only ask questions to, which could then be answered. http://www.totse.com/bbs/smile.gif (http://www.totse.com/bbs/smile.gif)

Mongo: way to be stupid, you do realize you didn't say anything. no one cares about gay nothing is everything and everything is nothing bullshit

Did I say nothing is everything and everything is nothing? No.

We are a part of the beginning and a part of the end, neither of which is good nor bad but merely a part of that which we created as One.

I'm sure what your saying makes perfect sense to you, but it doesn't to other people. You have your own lingo, where you have assigned definitions that are deeply significant to you to words that are generalizations. This means that your posts seem purposefully vague and unintelligible. You need to clearly define your opinions in simple English. You need to be more specific instead of talking in generalities as if everyone should know exactly what you are talking about. Most of all you need to stop trying to sound like a wise man or enlightened or some shit. Just say what you want to say. If it is interesting or meaningful people will listen.

I agree...

But it is more complicated than that...however i'm not sure how http://www.totse.com/bbs/tongue.gif (http://www.totse.com/bbs/tongue.gif)

Ah well, that's the point in living innit? To be unsure, to explore the "impossible" and to push the boundaries of your mind and keep learning, whilst realising the value and beauty of this damn cool world http://www.totse.com/bbs/smile.gif (http://www.totse.com/bbs/smile.gif)

quote:Originally posted by Taldier:

I'm sure what your saying makes perfect sense to you, but it doesn't to other people. You have your own lingo, where you have assigned definitions that are deeply significant to you to words that are generalizations. This means that your posts seem purposefully vague and unintelligible. You need to clearly define your opinions in simple English. You need to be more specific instead of talking in generalities as if everyone should know exactly what you are talking about. Most of all you need to stop trying to sound like a wise man or enlightened or some shit. Just say what you want to say. If it is interesting or meaningful people will listen.

I want to express the depth of ignorance I truly hold - no amount of information I gather, no amount of faith can erase it. I remain as ignorant as the day I was born. I don't know shit and it's accepting that I'm an ignorant child that allows me to grow. I want to share that with others because I have a sneaking suspicion that nobody fucking knows.

If we're all ignorant and we base our entire lives around knowledge that we don't have, we're bound to make mistakes that are no better or worse in their base quality than any other: they are all acts of ignorance. Admitting to one's ego that they just don't know is only necessary step to kill the ego. Lying to one's ego, and saying that you do know, is the only necessary step to make a mistake and bringing misery upon yourself.

I think I finally understand the higher truth behind 'Ignorance is bliss'. I used to think that it meant lack of information was the key to being happy. Then I thought it was the lack of spirituality. Now I finally understand that admitting to yourself that you TRULY do not know allows you to forgive your mistakes that were made based on the idea that you did know - it allows me to forgive others for their mistakes as well, as they don't know. It allows me to accept the world, as fucked up as my ego thinks it is, as a massive chain of ignorant folk struggling to know when we just can't. Ignorance - I don't sympathize; I don't admire; I empathize.

I apologize for the contradiction that poses to prior statements in this thread - but for a moment my ego was awakened and I thought I knew. I am but an ignorant child with stores of information and faith at my disposal.

Please, tell me if you can empathize with this the same as I do.

I keep reading your posts, and I don't know if you understand them yourself.

What exactly in your ideas is supposed to be applicable in society?

How is it possible to be convinced of your total ignorance and actually be a functioning member of a society?

People make mistakes for having the wrong information, this doesn't mean ALL information is wrong. You solve nothing by replacing fanatical convictions with total ignorance. On the contrary, there is a chance to be correct in your fanatical convictions, while total ignorance leads to numbing inaction. If you really know nothing, you can make no choices and if you can make no choices, then you lead a sad, sad life. Nothing blissful about this kind of ignorance.

On the contrary - if you know nothing, then when your information is flawed and a mistake occurs, there is no reason to be upset. You know no better than the information you had to utilize. If rather than by information alone, you also utilize faith, and that is flawed as well and produces a mistake, there is still no reason to be upset as you still know no better than the information and faith you had to utilize. Admittance of ignorance eliminates any reason to be down on yourself; if you simply don't know, you would understand that mistakes are bound to occur when going into a situation with ignorance - and success is a marvel to occur when despite your ignorance, things work out.

It is not that ignorance means you do nothing - it means that you understand your information will never be perfect, your beliefs will never be perfect, you will never be perfect, nor will anyone else. There is no reason to judge, no reason to fear, no reason to anger, no reason to cry - they will still occur, but they can pass.

Admittance of ignorance eliminates the dwelling on the past, the worry of the future, and it truly allows one to live in the moment. You can utilize your information and faith the best you can, while understanding that it is not knowledge. If it is not knowledge it can be flawed; thus mistakes of the past, present, and future are nothing to fret over as they are just the effects of flawed information and faith. Mistakes cease to be mistakes and rather become further pieces of information to take into account. Also, they can, if chosen to be, become further multiplications of one's faith in 'something' that is knowledge/knowledgeable.

You can admit the possibility of being wrong without submitting yourself to the ridiculous extreme form of agnosticism you purport and therefore embracing ignorance as you are doing.

The ego is a natural adaptation,

a construct of the brain-mind.

It is the "I", and it serves an

important role in human survival.

Whatever you may say about human

nature, you can't deny it has

overall done a pretty good job.

How can I tell? There are 6 billion

of us covering the entire planet.

I think you are confused Hex. What you are talking about is uncertainty, not ignorance. See the contradicting statements you make :

"if you know nothing, then when your information is flawed and a mistake occurs.."

If you possess information, flawed or not, then you do know SOMETHING. You make too much a big deal about being upset for your mistakes. The mistakes themselves are a source of information. There is no need to admit your ignorance, as long as you admit the possibility of imperfect information. If your information leads to no mistakes, why would you claim ignorance? If something works, why doubt it? And if something doesn't work, then you change it. What good is it to proclaim ignorance if it's not for a willingness to eliminate it?

quote:Originally posted by Rust:

You can admit the possibility of being wrong without submitting yourself to the ridiculous extreme form of agnosticism you purport and therefore embracing ignorance as you are doing.

Yes, I could, but then I would be making a grave mistake in assuming that I know what the fuck I'm talking about.

quote:Originally posted by elfstone:

I think you are confused Hex. What you are talking about is uncertainty, not ignorance. See the contradicting statements you make :

"if you know nothing, then when your information is flawed and a mistake occurs.."

If you possess information, flawed or not, then you do know SOMETHING. You make too much a big deal about being upset for your mistakes. The mistakes themselves are a source of information. There is no need to admit your ignorance, as long as you admit the possibility of imperfect information. If your information leads to no mistakes, why would you claim ignorance? If something works, why doubt it? And if something doesn't work, then you change it. What good is it to proclaim ignorance if it's not for a willingness to eliminate it?

Because claiming knowledge would be to lie. Contradictions and chaos arise from conflicting informations - but knowledge cannot be contradicted, nor conflicting, because it is absolute. I am still seeking new information, but I understand as I gather it that it could be flawed, and thus is not true knowledge. It will lead to mistakes, it will lead to problems - but I know no better.

Edit: And I do understand that I know 'something'...but no amount of information or faith can give that 'something' an absolute definition. All that is knowledge is 'something'...the rest information and faith. I remain ignorant.

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quote:Originally posted by Viraljimmy:

The ego is a natural adaptation,

a construct of the brain-mind.

It is the "I", and it serves an

important role in human survival.

Whatever you may say about human

nature, you can't deny it has

overall done a pretty good job.

How can I tell? There are 6 billion

of us covering the entire planet.

Yes, but our method of survival is also our method of extinction - every translation of matter loses something. Some of this loss is toxic to the very environment that our race lives off of, and some of it destructive towards the atmosphere; over time, our very drive to survive will be our death, if something else isn't first.

quote:Originally posted by Hexadecimal:

Yes, I could, but then I would be making a grave mistake in assuming that I know what the fuck I'm talking about.

You are already assuming that.

Hexadecimal, tell us about your life and all that you've been through up to the present.

He's a zombie now.

quote:Originally posted by cosmo:

Hexadecimal, tell us about your life and all that you've been through up to the present.

My first memory was as a baby in my crib, there was a thunderstorm outside and lightning struck. I cried.

I remember my 2nd birthday and the chocolate cake my parents got me. I remember a game I played when I was 4 and my brother was 2...I'd give him bread and a glass of water then lock myself in a closet. My sister would unlock the door periodically so my brother could give me a piece of bread and the glass of water - it was called 'jailhouse'. I remember another game I played called 'dead donna'...my two brothers and I would drag my sister around the house on a sheet and sing, "Here's dead Donna, never was a momma, everyone cry, everyone die." Mind you, my parents were at work.

I was molested when I was 4 or 5, I don't recall which.

Some other memories - I took a bike pedal to the skull when I was 3, fell out of a car window and cracked my skull when I was 4, fell off a slide and cracked my skull when I was 6. I learned to ride a bike when I was 4 - got it on my first try.

My coolest memory was when I was 5 on the swingset at the apartment complex my family lived in; swinging as high as I could with my eyes shut and letting the sun turn my vision red. I was warm, and I felt glad. I recall thinking to myself, "I'm so glad the sun is here."

I started climbing trees with my older brother when I was 4. He was 10. We had competitions to see who could climb to the top of this one tree that must have been some 40 feet tall. He always beat me, but I was never sad about that; I was glad that he had something to feel good for.

When I was 5, my brother was 11 - he was teaching me different operands in mathematics and my multiplication tables. I could multiply 1-24x1-24 within a month. I had a natural talent with numbers.

Being raised in a Christian home, my parents made the sacrifice to send me to private schooling through our church at the time. I remember a test I took for grade placement - they placed me in 1st grade rather than kindergarten. I spent my time in first grade doing nothing of what I was supposed to, but rather working on a massive collection of 'reading comprehension' studies and mathematics programs on the computer. By the end of second grade, I was rated with a post-college vocabulary and comprehension ability. Based on my lingual and mathematical development, I was skipped from second to fourth grade; studying mathematics and language in the eighth grade levels.

After that year, my parents moved me to public school. I was in fifth grade, doing the same things I did in first grade. I ceased to do my homework as I had the information they were trying to teach me, plus the next three years worth of general education, completed. Instead of focusing on what they were teaching me, I would take books from the school library; mostly, they were encylopedias and dictionaries. My social development was stunted, to say the least, but academically, I was already past high school.

This pattern of learning on my own continued through Middle School - I barely passed eighth grade because I did no more than 9 homework assignments that year. I remember though, that I designed my class' yearbook cover. Somehow, I seem to have equally proficient right brain/left brain activity - it's reflected in my ambidextria, my problem solving methodology, and my geometric and symetric style of art that eventually developed into freely formed art.

In high school, the pattern continued. Learning more and more on my own from the library while I was outside of school. I was doing nothing but drawing pictures during classes. I have a weird record of straight A testing; yet straight D grades...my GPA was 2.0 - a C, and average. Yet my SAT score was 1600, and my ACT a 31 (I was drunk as shit and hadn't slept for 36 hours). During my sophomore year, I started to get into drugs. I was doing heavy shit by junior year, but only after school. I had enough problems with socializing; I doubt it'd have been better if people knew I was popping pills and snorting heroin and coke.

I quit after awhile and filled the void with MMOs, in specific, one called Asheron's Call. I had been playing it since 8th grade, but became absolutely obsessed when I quit drugs. After awhile, it lost its charm and I started with the drugs again...this time with a friend, Tod. After awhile, we grew our separate ways, and I was travelling down the spiral faster than ever. Spotted periods of homelessness; living in my car, under bridges, with various strangers who were kind enough to give me a room for the night.

At some point, I went on a trip to Canada; my car broke down in New York, in a town called Clifton Park. I walked from there to a Greyhound station in Albany during February. It was freezing outside. The whole walk there I was telling myself that I was going to die. Ended up making the journey alive thanks to a couple Muslim fellows who gave me free food and a free drink after I told them my situation; their store was a couple miles down the road from a University.

Following that was a 30 hour bus ride back to my hometown of Rockford. My drugging continued despite my efforts to quit. I could stop, but when I did, I was suicidal; so I continued. Eventually, I decided to quit for good - the suicidal thoughts rattled my head, and I gave in. The plan was to take 6mg of xanax, then another 30mg, then drink until I was dead. I succeeded. I don't know if I was completely brain dead, or what, but my bodily functions ceased, and brain activity ceased - activity returned after three minutes and forty-four seconds. I awoke the next day in a cell in the county jail to find out I was locked up for disorderly conduct: I had thrown a sandwich at my mom and chucked a brick through a window of her house.

While I was in jail, I broke down. I looked back at my life and all I could see at the moment were lies and manipulations; all I could see was my own arrogance and what came of it; all I could see was selfishness. Internally, I cried for mercy, for something to kill me and end it all. Oddly enough, I was shown mercy, but in a way I never expected. My celly had extra copies of the Quran and the Bible. I read them both...I noticed something while reading the two of them one after another: they teach the same thing. Humility, mercy, grace, love - this was what my life was missing. I was proud, I was judgemental, I was cruel, and I was bitter. I was a liar, a cheat, a thief, and damned near close to a murderer.

I remember exactly what I prayed while in that cell: "God, straighten my forked tongue - break my pride - show me your mercy." The change seemed immediate; my loathing of self, others, and the 'eternal' dissipated. I felt free...more free than ever before, and I was locked in a brick building.

I talked to my parents on the phone from in jail, and they suggested rehabilitation; I agreed to it, as I knew I needed help. While in there, I learned much about the 12 step recovery programs.

1. We admitted we were powerless over alcohol/drugs-that our lives had become unmanageable.

2. Came to believe a Power greater than ourselves could restore us to sanity.

3. Made a decision to turn our will and our lives over to the care of God as we understood him.

4. Made a searching and fearless moral inventory of ourselves.

5. Admitted to God, to ourselves, and to another human being the exact nature of our wrongs.

6. Were entirely ready to have God remove all these defects of character.

7. Humbly asked Him to remove our shortcomings.

8. Made a list of all persons we had harmed and became willing to make ammends to them all.

9. Made direct ammends to such people whenever possible, except when to do so would injure them or others.

10. Continued to take personal inventory and when we were wrong, promptly admitted it.

11. Sought through prayer and meditation to improve our conscious contact with God as we understood him, praying only for knowledge of His will for us and the power to carry that out.

12. Having had a spiritual awakening as a result of these steps, we tried to carry this message to alcoholics/addicts, and to practice these steps in all our affairs.

I had always thought that knowledge was power, therefor I wasn't powerless because I knew all sorts of shit! Turns out I don't know shit...if I did, I wouldn't have become addicted to drugs and alcohol. I wouldn't have ran my life into the ground. I wouldn't have manipulated. I wouldn't have lied. I wouldn't have tried to kill myself. I would have known better, but I didn't. I really was fucking powerless, and I could no longer manage my life.

Then it came to the God point...sure, the experience in jail...but that could have been something psychological. Look at all the other religous folk in the world and what their beliefs have caused! War! Shame! Guilt! Oppression! Well...it wasn't a god doing that, it was people. Insane fucking people thinking they had the power, the knowledge, of a god to make a decision regarding another human being's existence.

After that, the other steps came pretty easily. I was broken and beaten into the ground; I was hopeless and helpless. After admitting that I didn't know shit and was entirely powerless, it was fairly easy to look back at my life and see how pride and selfishness ran amok and turned the gifts I'd been given into pure shit. It was fairly easy to ask some knowledgeable entity, whether it was real or not, to help me. It was easy to make ammends. It was all easy compared to how I had lived. It was easy to stop trying to control the uncontrollable - so long as I believed something to be in control. I choose now to call my higher power, my god, eternity. It is the unbegatten, unending.

I was humbled, I was shown mercy, I was shown grace, and I was shown love - and as I give these and live these, I am given more and allowed to live more.

I'm thinking I should write a book, lol.

quote:Originally posted by Rust:

He's a zombie now.

Nay Rust; I was a zombie when I was pharmed up and drugged up. My life revolved around the next escape.

Now I actually get to make decisions instead of living like a junkie.

quote:Originally posted by Rust:

You are already assuming that.

No, I'm actually assuming I don't know what I'm talking about...but I speak anyways. Foolish? Probably. Oh fucking well; I enjoy it. If you don't like it, don't read my threads.

quote:Originally posted by Hexadecimal:

Nay Rust; I was a zombie when I was pharmed up and drugged up. My life revolved around the next escape.

Now I actually get to make decisions instead of living like a junkie.

oh god, another ex-junky who's getting his fix spiritually now.

quote:Originally posted by Hexadecimal:

Nay Rust; I was a zombie when I was pharmed up and drugged up. My life revolved around the next escape.

Now I actually get to make decisions instead of living like a junkie.

I was actually referring to your ridiculous claim that you were brain dead at one point in time. If you were brain dead, then you were dead. If you are now speaking with us, then you are, literally, a zombie.

Unless of course you were wrong... Though since you say that it is easy to admit that you are wrong when you're ignorant, and since you haven't admitted that you're wrong I can only conclude that you're not wrong and that you truly are part of the undead and are now hungering human flesh.

quote:No, I'm actually assuming I don't know what I'm talking about...but I speak anyways. Foolish? Probably. Oh fucking well; I enjoy it. If you don't like it, don't read my threads.

Touche! I did not take into account the level of your immense ignorance. As for me not reading your ignorant statements, that's not the only way they cause harm. As I've said, they take time, bandwidth, money and resources even if I don't read them. They are that bad.



P.S. One last thing, how do you know that you enjoy it?

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quote:Originally posted by Raw_Power:

oh god, another ex-junky who's getting his fix spiritually now.

Oh so true.

Is there really any difference between heroin and lets say, God??

They are both mentally pleasing, (at least for those who beleive in a god), and they both satisfy a craving for... something.

quote:Originally posted by Nidias_91:

Oh so true.

Is there really any difference between heroin and lets say, God??

They are both mentally pleasing, (at least for those who beleive in a god), and they both satisfy a craving for... something.



Well, let's see...with heroin, I was nodding out half the time, unable to operate as anything other than a mindless, heartless, soulless shell craving nothing but the next high. I had no source of power, thus could no longer control my thought, thus could no longer control my emotions, thus could no longer control my actions. I was reactive in nature, nothing else.

Now, with agnosticism, my ignorance of 'god' IS my source of power. All I did was change core belief from 'I am all alone in this world' to 'I don't know'. With that simple adjustment, I was empowered and am now capable of fully controlling myself - bipolarity: gone, anger control issues: gone, borderline: gone. So many problems of the personal nature that I was told were only treatable through pharms...gone, without a single pharm taken.

Psuedo-intellectual, insubstantiated, worthless, incoherent, useless, bullshit right? Eh, I'm living it, so I don't really care what you have to say of it. Think me weak for my spirituality; think me weak for my agnosticism; think me weak for calling that which I cannot comprehend a god. Think me as weak as you want to.

Man that guy has a boner for the world eternal.

What you said made no sense, and no, thats not because i "didn't get it".

Stoner style 'fucking bullshit using large words philosophy' is fucking annoying.

Life is not eternal dumbass, Life can exist but it doesnt mean it always will.

We don't know what the universe is going to do. It can infinitely accelerate (expand) or it could slow to a stop or collapse back in on itself. Either way life could extinguish after the sun explodes or some other destruction of the earth.

Death is eternal, no shit, if you cease to exist you aren't going to magically reanimate.

This seems so incomprehensible that I am going to take the positive angle and hope you have a bad grasp of english.

If by Life you mean existance, say so but from what you have said its just a bunch of pseudo-philosophic bullshit.

How the fuck are you meant to be an evolutionist, are you a evolutionary biologist?

Evolution isnt a standpoint its a scientific fact, the idea may be added to over the years but it will always be based on inheritance, mutation and natural selection.

The ego is wrong? What the fuck are you some kind of retard?

Lay off the drugs you fucking hippy, you obviously can't handle them without thinking you "are not 'hiding' the truth. Put down your crack pipe and your beer bong.

I agree with you on one thing, you are fucking ignorant.

If you really thought you didnt know anything, you wouldn't be talking about the fucking "truth" like you're the only person in the world who knows "the real reality" and calling shit eternal because it sounds cool and you havn't actually thought about anything.

Shut the fuck up you stupid cunt and don't darken my screen again with you're stupid fucking 'philosophy'.

Viraljimmy, you're a fucking retard. By you're definition Ants and all the other millions of insect species that out number us hundreds and thousands to one they are doing the best fucking job of all and we should all be trying to be like fucking bugs.

Nice troll by the way.

gg. 192.82.142.203:5010

quote:Why do people ignore the truth that their whole life revolves around the pursuit of the eternal?

Well, lives may revolve around the eternal. But I don't see many pursuing it except for a few wacko moslems. Looks like the major pursuit on earth is Power and Money. The World is still dancing around the Golden Cash Cow of VISA.

The comfort of Ignorance should not be acceptable. Life is always stronger with Wisdom. And life is not mostly about "Right" or "Wrong;" or "Good" and "Evil." It is about "Survival." Good and Bad are but two sides of the same coin. Wisdom is a sharp two-edged sword that cuts for Good; and it cuts for Evil; it cuts both ways, but it should always cut to the way of survival. Life is better than death, and wisdom better than ignorance.

Eternity? I don't think we have a clue.

And when it comes to being "Right," I find it much more important to be "Kind" than "Right."

In all, I would say Life revolves around the pursuit of survival.





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quote:Originally posted by Hexadecimal:

Why do people ignore the truth that their whole life revolves around the pursuit of the eternal?

(Why do you commit the prosecutors fallacy?)

Is it so hard to admit to one's self that they were wrong, always have been, and always will be?

(Yes, there's something called pride, people aren't going to think they're wrong without any proof whatsoever)

I'm an evolutionist, I'm not religous, I'm a scientist and a mathemitician...yet even with the belief that logic was superior to faith, my life still revolved around whether or not the eternal was there. I think at some point I got sick of trying to be 'right' and just admitted what I've known all along. Death is eternal; life is death. We are all eternal. Why such an effort to hide this truth from the self? (It isn't an effort, all you have to do is quit the pseudo intellectual club) Is it because the ego dies upon this realization and each subsequent realization of it? (It's because you are spouting meta-physical wankery that is meaningless and vague)

My responses are in brackets, questions answered, feel free to cut the pseudointellectual crap and put forward a cohesive, clear, rational argument.

quote:Originally posted by -Mephisto-:

Viraljimmy, you're a fucking retard. By you're definition Ants and all the other millions of insect species that out number us hundreds and thousands to one they are doing the best fucking job of all and we should all be trying to be like fucking bugs.

That's not even what I said, asshole.

All I said is that the ego is a natural adaptation.

I said human nature, for better or worse, "did it's job", that job meaning to keep our species alive - while many similar creatures have gone extinct.