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Though on another hand,

Much of life might not be called utopia, for many people,

Even in rich countries.

They themselves suffer,

Many people trading places, trading turns, trading currency,

Blood, sweat, tears, time, life, existence,

Existing in currency, what one earns,

What one trades to others for their suffering wrought products, goods.

. . .

Hm, I'm tired, could use some sleep.

Course on another hand (How many hands do I have?)

Ignorance is bliss,

It's better not to think about the rules of the game,

How I regret yet affirm my nihilism, life,

For I hate to regret, despise the idea of not loving myself, not living,

Ah contradictions, paradoxes. . .

Sometimes I hope there's nothing next,

Other times I fear nothing next,

Sometimes I 'hope something's next.

The 'point some atheists miss,

When some theist argues what is stopping you from doing X?

. . .

The atheist often responds, well I just don't want to,

Or genetics stops me,

. . .

But can't they see the hopelessness?

. . .

X is 'not wrong,

It's simply a happenstance of the moment,

From the atheist view,

The most horrifying mind boggling evil,

Is 'not the most horrifying mind boggling evil,

It is nothing, like everything,

Foul formless, shapeless, meaningless,

Yet even foul I cannot say, if I 'try to keep to logic,

But there is no logic, no empiricism, nothing, noTHING. . .

Blegh,

I'll feel better after I sleep,

But I expect I'll be awake a while,

Maybe I'll feel better after I eat or do various other things in the day,

But I'm sleep deprived today,

Be uncomfortable throughout,

But if I go to sleep I'll have less time.

Blegh,

No speech or words either,

And yet here I 'seem,

You all 'seem.

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Sometimes I 'really don't want to end.

I find sites as this 'invaluable for pondering the past,

Pity that one isn't able to smoosh all their internet posts easily together,

Though likely there is 'some method one could use, to easily record such, alas I am lazy.

But I 'do ponder the past a fair bit on sites such as this,

Before the internet, I imagine people read over their letters, sent and received a fair bit,

Mulled over old thoughts.

Ignorance 'might be bliss,

But still,, generally speaking, I would not choose it.

Too much unnecessary sugar and salt in food these days,

I have my 'own sugar and salt shakers, if I want more of it in my food.

Personally I think the 'strongest nations,

Are those tied by blood and beliefs.

I sometimes worry,

Whether a 'far greater intelligence than humans is possible,

And how it would view us,

Given how we view animals other than humans.

Though intelligence is a wide and vague word.

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Perhaps there is no 'morality attached to that word,

Yet we often use intelligence in moral justification ourselves,

As I said, how we view animals other than humans.

For a fighting game, do you think it would be better to tie stances, how the character stands and such I mean, to certain styles, that have bonuses?

Some thing like the offhand behind the back and sword held tip far forward, giving a bonus to piercing attacks,

Or better to allow players to customize characters looks however they like, without worrying about gameplay bonuses?

Such intelligence would not destroy the ecological environment that sustains them.

To date, access to the more generalized Meta-space mind/intellect/concepts and ego/i intelligence is a double-edged sword.

To date the most intelligent thing humans have done was to retard Mutually Assured Destruction { M.A.D } in the early 90's.

Living within the means of our finite, ecological environment and Earths finite resources is more intelligent than sending humans to the moon or Mars

I'm not sure that intelligence guarantees certain values though.

Most intelligent man on Earth could want to collect stamps all their life,

Or desire the end of all life on Earth,

Intelligence just a way to see more means to ends, maybe.

Ja, intelligent people 'see what 'is more, maybe,

And by what they see often change their values,

But life is heavy nature as well, not just the nurture of that nature.

Then you and I have differrent ideas one what it means ---how is defined--- to be intelligent.

I've thought about it before,

But whatever I thought about, I don't have stuck in my head firmly,

Forgotten.

I suppose I'd loosely define intelligence as knowledge.

. .

Hm, then there's 'applied knowledge, I suppose,

Example, he made an 'intelligent decision,

People have some idea of something that is good,

Person who recognizes what is defined as good is intelligent,

The decision becomes intelligent, when the good action is chosen.

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People disagree on what is good though.

An Abacus and instructions,

Is an example of intelligence placed into an object, or derived from an object, maybe,

Whether a person uses said object for war or peace,

Intelligence either way, maybe.

An Abacus and instructions,

Like a stat boosting object,

As a sword makes a person deadlier,

Abacus adds to a person's intelligence, 'maybe.

I like the way my eldest brother just refereed to leaving a job,

Nice

I admit I don't care for threats in the Bible,

Though arguably one 'could view them as warnings of natural consequences, than intentional consequences,

'Some of them maybe.

I would not call myself a Christian,

Not even an Atheistic Christian,

Perhaps I would not even call myself an American.

But I 'was born to a Christian family,

Cherish them, cherish much in the Bible,

Heh, but I don't 'practice so much.

I was born in America,

Am fond of it, and certain interpretations of it's values.

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'Defining, labeling.

. . .

If I don't see an afterlife,

Don't believe in people 'hearing God, but rather 'interpreting their ideas of logic, empathy, right, wrong, history, subjective values solidified a bit.

View miracles as happy coincidences, luck, or rewarded effort,

Even 'good,

This 'still removes the supernatural,

Though perhaps one doesn't 'need the supernatural, to be a believer, in a 'sense, still I view myself as not.

Though allegory exists,

Ah, but I 'follow not even a Jefferson Bible,

Don't 'practice what I admire,

Though one can admire opposites,

Or admire one, yet choose a hated another that sates.

. . .

Followers of Confucius, are still called Confucians,

Same with a number of other philosophers, I'd imagine.

Hm, but labels seem easier,

The less information had,

Less 'ways one can label.

Mmm, random thoughts.

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Still I admire the Bible, many people, followers, and ideals of it's history and impact.

Prose and concepts.

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People all have their,

Goals I suppose,

Even myself, I tend towards ends and expectations,

Might have it in the back of my mind to drive conversations certain directions,

Am 'I truly genuine then?

Hm, I think I am,

I don't usually try to distort or force conversation away from what the other person intends, wants for.

Though I might still disagree or state my disagreement, even try to convince them.

Random thoughts.

I am reminded of Beni Gabor, from The Mummy (1999 film),

Not that I'd expect him to be saved by 'any of the religions in divine intervention.

But what one 'get's from their effort,

Depends on their belief/commitment in it, perhaps.

Once people 'know something is possible, they become able themselves,

Such as breaking the 4 minute mile.

Or various technological achievements,

Once one country manages, others often do as well.

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If one doesn't have faith that a diet or mental health regiment will improve them,

They won't put in the effort, more likely won't achieve the result.

Course they might not achieve the result anyway,

But eh.

I often worry I haven't done enough for my Dad,

And I worry he'll die before I've done enough for him, in thanks for what he's done.

I also worry he'll die before I do anything worth bragging about, worth him being proud of me,

Course he 'is proud of me,

But I want something 'greater, for him to be proud of.

'Bit wanting to repay him,

Bit selfish wanting to be well thought of.

Just make sure that you're there for him when he needs you.

That's all that he requires.

He doesn't need you to be anything other than you.

I appreciate that.

Mike and the Mechanics....The Living Years.

Give it a listen.

A new song for me, I like it.

Encourages making use of the time one has,

And comments on bit awkward relationships, people sometimes have with their parents.

True.

 "Awkward"...good choice of word.

I would say that my relationship with my parents was always awkward.

They were kids of the 1920's and I was a kid of the 1960's.

Our expectations were so different.

Though these days I see so much of my dad in myself... In terms of expectations and what I need in order to find contentment.

What were your expectations, years ago?

What are your expectations now?

I think that my expectations have always been the same really.

Which might seem a tad contradictory.

When we are young we expect that a modern society somehow as more to give.

But that is a materialistic view of things.

I was never encouraged to expect too much, and encouraged to be content with simplicity.

And though inherent emotions often challenged my situation, especially in the early years of marriage and whilst my children were growing up, I never strove to achieve more than was necessary, but never  felt that I was missing out.

I think what I am trying to say is...That although I was  aware of expectations, I never possessed an overbearing need to achieve them...If that makes sense?

And I think that I am very much the same now.

Nonlethal, contests, and/or limited war,

To decide outcomes of power and influence.

I suppose 'companies compete in such a way,

Appealing as they can to the customer,

Overhanded or underhanded, setting prices, advertising, so on.

'Sounds better than death, for people to decide matters in such a way,

Or at least limited death,

Though I suppose limited death 'does follow in many a war.

Take the American Civil War,

Not as though every soldier died, nor every civilian fought or to the end.

Instead proxies were used, by many southern citizens, northern citizens, even if they supported their causes financially.

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People often 'hate going under the yoke of others though,

Like their own values, laws, freedoms.. . .

. . .

Be 'galling beyond one's limit perhaps,

To accept a limited contest, then live under tyranny,

Not that I'm saying the north was tyrannically, I'm just thinking about the idea 'generally speaking,

Say Nazi Germany for example, challenged some country to a contest,

Each country send 1 man,

Country that loses must accept being ruled by the other.

'Galling I say again, beyond endurance, to submit to such.

Well, 'some peoples endurance.

Yep.

In the good old chivalrous days of war, leaders used to lead their soldiers into battle.

Now they start wars and hide in luxurious protection.

Perhaps eventually we will develop a test for the arsehole gene and abort appropriately.