We usually mean by “common sense” something like the obvious way things are, what we take for granted before anyone starts philosophising. But sometimes what we call common sense is really a set of inherited metaphysical assumptions, assumptions about what is real, what exists and what ultimately explains things, that have become so familiar that we no longer recognise them as assumptions.

As Clarence Irving Lewis noted:

“Experience does not categorise itself. The criteria of interpretation are of the mind: they are imposed upon the given by our active attitudes. … Indeed our categories are almost as much a social product as is language, and in something like the same sense. … That the categories are fundamental in such wise that the social process can neither create nor alter them, is a rationalistic prejudice without foundation.”

The very categories through which we make sense of the world already embody assumptions about what sort of world it is. Someone today might say, quite sincerely, “I don’t believe in metaphysics; I just believe in what can be observed.” Yet this already presupposes answers to rather substantial questions about what counts as real, what sorts of things exist, what observation discloses, whether reality is fundamentally material, whether causes are reducible to regularities, whether explanation terminates in brute fact, and so on.

Consider one particularly familiar assumption, that there is an objective world of matter, quantity, extension and measurable properties, and a subjective world of consciousness, experience and qualitative perception; known to philosophers through the primary-secondary quality distinction. The first seems to be what is really out there; the second, somehow, what the mind contributes.

This feels like common sense, but it too has a history. Its roots are ancient, germinating in Greek philosophy, but the seventeenth century transformed older distinctions between appearance and reality. Galileo’s mathematical conception of nature, Descartes’ distinction between res extensa and res cogitans, Locke’s distinction between primary and secondary qualities, and Newtonian physics all contributed to a picture in which the mathematically describable world of matter increasingly appeared to be the real, objective world, while qualitative experience belonged to the perceiving subject; enacting what Alfred North Whitehead would later term the “bifurcation of nature.”

The success of this scientific abstraction then encouraged people to mistake the abstraction for the concrete reality itself. We are tempted to commit what Whitehead termed the “fallacy of misplaced concreteness.” As he put it:

“The enormous success of the scientific abstractions, yielding on the one hand matter with its simple location in space and time, and on the other hand mind, perceiving, suffering, reasoning, but not interfering, has foisted onto philosophy the task of accepting them as the most concrete rendering of fact. Thereby, modern philosophy has been ruined. It has oscillated in a complex manner between three extremes. There are the dualists, who accept matter and mind as on equal basis, and the two varieties of monists, those who put mind inside matter, and those who put matter inside mind. But this juggling with abstractions can never overcome the inherent confusion introduced by the ascription of misplaced concreteness to the scientific scheme of the seventeenth century.”

By the end of the seventeenth century, the mechanical universe was increasingly being treated not merely as a successful scientific model but as a description of reality itself. Each new triumph of physics seemed to confirm the worldview behind it, while there was comparatively little appetite for examining its metaphysical foundations.

Edwin Arthur Burtt gets to the heart of this transformation:

“How could the world of physical matter be reduced to exact mathematical formulæ by anybody as long as his geometrical concentration was distracted by the supposition that physical nature is full of colours and sounds and feelings and final causes as well as mathematical units and relations? … To get ahead confidently with their revolutionary achievements, they had to attribute absolute reality and independence to these entities in terms of which they were attempting to reduce the world. This once done, all the other features of their cosmology followed as naturally as you please. It has, no doubt, been worth the metaphysical barbarism of a few centuries to possess modern science. … These founders of the philosophy of science were absorbed in the mathematical study of nature. Metaphysics they tended more and more to avoid, so far as they could avoid it; so far as not, it became an instrument for their further mathematical conquest of the world.”

This transformation affected more than the description of nature. It changed what counted as an explanation. The older Scholastic picture had understood nature teleologically, with things not merely having efficient causes but ends towards which they were ordered. In the emerging mechanistic picture, final causes increasingly dropped out of the account. Nature became a system of masses in motion governed by mathematical laws, and explanation came to mean identifying the mechanisms that produced an event rather than asking what it was for.

The medieval theological picture was transformed. God increasingly ceased to function as the ultimate end towards which Creation was ordered and became instead the First Cause, Designer or guarantor of an intelligible cosmic Machine. As mechanistic science advanced, even this role became progressively less necessary. The Machine could increasingly be understood without the Mechanic.

Burtt described what happened to Newton’s metaphysical inheritance particularly well:

“In short, Newton’s cherished theology was rapidly peeling off by all the competent hands that could get at him, and the rest of his metaphysical entities and assumptions, shorn of their religious setting, were left to wander naked and unabashed through the premises of subsequent thought, unchallenged by thorough criticism because supposed as eternally based as the positive scientific conquests of the man who first annexed the boundless firmament to the domain of mathematical mechanics.”

Burtt’s account describes the intellectual transformation. Owen Barfield helps explain how it became a way of experiencing the world itself:

“Geometry, applied to motion, produces the machine. … Our collective representations were born when men began to take the models, whether geometrical or mechanical, literally. The machine is geometry in motion, and the new picture of the heavens as a real machine, where the new theory of inertia (in its early form of ‘impetus’) assumed, for the first time in the history of the world, that bodies can go on moving indefinitely without an animate or psychic ‘mover’. It was soon to be stamped indelibly on men’s imaginations by the circumstance of their being ever more and more surrounded by actual artificial machinery on earth. The whole point of a machine is, that, for as long as it goes on moving, it ‘goes on by itself’ without man’s participation. To the extent therefore that the phenomena are experienced as machine, they are believed to exist independently of man, not to be participated and therefore not to be in the nature of representation. …

“All this is not of course to say that science today conceives of nature as a machine, or even on a mechanical model. It is to say that the ordinary man has been doing just that for long enough to deprive the phenomena of those last representational overtones … which still informed them in the Middle Ages, and to eliminate from them the last traces of original participation. In doing so, he has produced the mechanomorphic collective representations, which constitute the Western world today.”

But the philosophical problems did not disappear. Indeed, removing the theological framework exposed a problem that had previously been partly concealed by it. If mind and world are fundamentally different, and the world exists independently of the mind that knows it, what exactly connects the two? How can an intelligence located within the world acquire trustworthy knowledge of a world supposedly existing outside it?

The problem was already implicit in Descartes. He had begun with res cogitans as the immediate certainty and had required a further argument, involving God, to establish the existence of an external mechanical world. Yet as the modern scientific picture developed, that relationship was gradually reversed. The extended, measurable world became the unquestioned reality, while mind became the problem to be explained.

Bishop Berkeley attacked the very idea of a material world existing independently of perception, while Kant later argued that space and time themselves belong to the intuitive conditions through which we experience a world, rather than simply being properties of things-in-themselves. The problem had shifted. Instead of asking only what the world is made of, philosophy increasingly had to ask what it means for a world to appear to a knower at all.

This is where the history becomes particularly interesting. Wolfgang Smith writes of this:

“It is to be observed that ere long, scientists accepted the res extensa as a gospel truth, while totally rejecting the arguments by which Descartes had sought to bolster that notion. At the hands of the British school, moreover, the res cogitans (which had originally been conceived as an unextended substance) was at first imprisoned within a ventricle of the brain (the so-called Newtonian sensorium), and later eliminated in toto. By a curious reversal of Cartesian logic, the res extensa gained precedence over the res cogitans, or as one might almost say: the conjecture swallowed up the dream.”

The remarkable thing is that a distinction which began as a philosophical problem can become so deeply embedded in our intellectual culture that it ceases to look philosophical at all. The quantitative comes to seem fundamental. The qualitative becomes something occurring inside us. The mathematically describable becomes reality itself, while everything else is increasingly treated as secondary, subjective, or in need of reduction.

None of this means that modern science is wrong, of course. Its unprecedented success is precisely what makes the question interesting. A method can be successful at describing and predicting certain aspects of nature without thereby settling the metaphysical question of what nature ultimately is.

As Whitehead observed:

“Every scientific man in order to preserve his reputation has to say he dislikes metaphysics. What he means is he dislikes having his metaphysics criticized.”

As Burtt reminds us:

“To begin with, there is no escape from metaphysics, that is, from the final implications of any proposition or set of propositions. The only way to avoid becoming a metaphysician is to say nothing.”

And as Owen Barfield had put it:

“You will sometimes hear people say they have no metaphysics. Well, they’re lying. Their metaphysics are implicit in what they take for granted about the world, only they prefer to call it common sense.”

There is no metaphysics-free position. There are only explicit metaphysical commitments and implicit ones. The danger isn’t having a metaphysics, but forgetting that we have one, calling it “common sense.”

We all want to be happy. Yet, humans are forced to settle for little things. There is even an entire philosophy built around this: "live for the little joys."

On one hand, it is good to notice at least something positive in your life and support yourself with it. On the other hand, it is better to clearly see that there is practically no happiness in life. No permanent happiness, at least. There is always some kind of discomfort. No vibrant dynamics, no beauty, no intensity of feelings. Where is all of it?

When you get utterly sick of the grey weekdays, you begin to lose the meaning of life. Man was created for happiness, but lives in complete spiritual poverty—in a life devoid of depth. How does it happen that even when we have the means to survive, and sometimes even an abundance of them, we remain miserable?

I am deeply convinced that we have a spiritual foundation. And if the needs of the body are satisfied and it has everything necessary for life, then we suffer because our more critical needs are left unmet—the needs of the soul. Man was created precisely for spiritual happiness. And this is no longer about small things. This is the ultimate fullness of feelings. We were created for this, yet we settle for a delicious dinner. Or for the lack of traffic on the road.

What do you think "spiritual needs" mean? What does the soul actually crave? I have been asking myself this question for a long time.

I have come to this conclusion: man needs a spiritual anchor. We need God. This is the paramount need of the soul. If this need is met, then worldly troubles become insignificant to a person. They possess the main thing. And when this main thing is present, life changes completely. Not that it becomes flawlessly happy and joyful—no, that would be hollow and superficial. It becomes filled with God. And He is extraordinary and multifaceted; His perfection captivates the soul so deeply that it stops living for itself and finds its happiness in Him.

So this is my perception of the whole universe, which is a subject that along with some other really cool “Deep thoughts” that are explored in depth on my blog. my perception of the whole universe.

“The Ontological Monism of a Singularity of thought called God, from which everything else logically proceedes”

I believe the universe is the singularity of unitive thought. It is thought and not matter because once you introduce atoms the laws of physics immediately fall into action and the messy questions like “where did r come from” start rolling down the hill, and once you open one can you gotta open all of them, like “where did the initial movement of the universe come from? Who set the universe itself in motion” but if you take the eastern idea of “maya” (cosmic delusion) and even the strength of our own dreams it makes it easy to visualize a world that seems as real as this one but is actually matter-less

A “Matter-less” fabric for the universe consisting of no matter at all but in actuality is a construct assembled entirely from thought, actually aligns quite a bit with current science. Specifically, we can’t actually actually isolate matter. Once you get as low as a quark (the constituent parts of subatomic particles which we previously thought were the building blocks of matter) they exist in charges occurring in increments of 3, you can’t isolate 2 of the charges or 1, it’s all or nothing)

Then the question of why? Well it’s very logical. You see “God” needs people a heck of a lot more than we need Him. “Why?”, you ask?

Have you ever considered how boring it would be to be God

No surprise no mystery no uncertainly.

So….. buckle up

What if…..

For his own amusement and entertainment, this unitive consciousness representing the singularity of the universe itself, conducts a sort of cosmic play if you will. Setting the universe as we know it into existence (thinking it up), God inserts his consciousness (another mysterious thing we can’t explain) into each of these subjective forms of independent isolated consciousness which are experiencing the universe for themselves from that viewpoint. I would include animals on this spectrum, basically anything sentient

(rocks would be like NPC’s in the game but that’s for another read)

is shielded from awareness of its divine nature. Deliberately cutting off from he/she/etc. knowing that they are actually the essence and form of the unitive God. They can’t remember this. And this allows them to go through the course of life experiencing the gamet of joy and pleasure that we experience. But obviously the pleasure exists as a consequence of its own antithesis (you can’t live unless you know you’re going to die, you can’t experience pleasure except by the comparison that exists through knowing pain, you can’t be happy without first knowing sadness, because superlatives in their nature are a contrast, and a contrast can’t exist by definition in a unitive state. And happy, euphoric, pleasure satiated, high task saliency, all the stuff people love so much is usually the far side of some spectrum. But by definition God cannot exist in these spectrums that make the best parts of being alive possible, because that very experience we want so much, is excluded from the realm of possibilities for a God we already defined as omniscient, omnipotent, Omnipresent, etc. if God is all those things than he most certainly isn’t experiencing “all the best parts of being human forever” because as I explain in my
Blog @matthewlafiura on substack, those states of existence are only possible for an imperfect entity.

Which succinctly proves why God needs us, but we don’t need him

In order to experience this awesome shit, he infuses his own essence

(matter-less, massless-thought——something we already see in certain circles as the hypothesized “material” of the universe itself. Infact Thought is the only material and building blocks of the universe that actually makes sense)

Into the individual vantage point of all sentient life.

So God carries out these cosmic dramas, but he separates each civilization from the other by large enough distances that traversing them would never be possible. So that one civilization can’t tell the more primitive one what they figured out in the extra, say 1 million years they have over the other one.

It also solves the age old question of “why do bad things happen to good people” and the answer is that good, bad, evil, spirituality, etc. don’t exist because thought cannot be evil…if I kill someone in my dream I haven’t done anything wrong or even been in any way flawed myself…it’s just my brain exploring its own curiosity…

And so when someone gets killed in this process they wake up in another form of that consciousness having no memory of where “they” were before because there is no “they” in a singularity, for it is the illusion of seperatness, that the power of this substance makes possible

Jesus Christ, for instance,

Would have been an instance where God did not obscure the awareness of his/her/they/etc

(actuality god is obviously gender-less what am I saying lol)

own divinity. In that case it was preserved and God chose to go and experience the very experiences he was imparting on “others”/himself

(sort of a taking your own medicine kind of scenario).

By teaching truth and love he allows himself to be subjected to one of the worst forms of torture we have “thought up”, between the whipping to the point it has a separate word and meaning we call “scourging”….to the actual crucifixion of feeling the metal in your palm…omfg…and then the impact. EXPLODING like a BOMB in your BRAIN!!!

Oh…he drank his own medicine.

And that it. The cycle goes on and on, and sometimes it gets pretty fuckin wild.

That’s what my current series is exploring….specifically Artificial Intelligence and not only why we couldn’t stop even if we tried but what the impact of AI will be on the future of Homo sapiens, and the macrocosmic impact it’s going to have on everything up to and including the universe itself. It’s a wild story. All defended by cited peer reviewed articles, scientific fact, some of the most unanimously embraced components of evolutionary theory

(1 such example for instance is the fact that change is the engine that drives natural selection and evolution),

the precepts of basic logic, and a simple connect the dots pattern to let the reader discover for themselves the seemingly thus far highly evasive, but nonetheless undeniably sensible and irrefutably logical, truth about how it’s not only too late for the world to stop, it’s too big and too late for us to even pause…even to go half speed instead of full speed….the truth is there is only one speed and it is full speed….and the bigger truth…

the one that blew my hair back so far when I saw it that I literally decided to write a series on it, maybe even a book..

Is the story about the impact this will have for the world and everything calling it Home, as well as the future of our own species and what happens when a biological apex species (homo sapiens) that got as far as they did by evolving special adaptations for becoming hyper-successful, hyper-advanced, tool makers, finally makes a tool..

A tool so powerful….that it can’t be used…

“The Multi-Polar Trap: Why we can’t stop building our Replacement” By Matthew Lafiura lays out the undeniable reality to the AI Saga, which is happening whether you like it or not, and it’s happening Right. Now.

Best part, no reading necessary, LISTEN to the audio FOR FREE on substack.com search my name Matthewlafiura or search the title of the series “The Multi-Polar Trap: Why we can’t stop building our replacement”

Chapter 1 is live “Alignment—-The Challenge With Raising Teenagers”

And Chapter 2 is live as well
Geopolitics: The first pillar in a 3 component “Event Horizon”

The 1st is a closer look at what we are building

The 2nd is 8 separate but equally strong and proven facts supported with citations and sources showing WHY turning back stopped being an option a long
Time ago. I hope you guys enjoy it, and I hope you enjoy reading the full version of my theory on the universe on that same channel substack.com search bar “Matthewlafiuradd” thanks Reddit 🙂

https://substack.com/@matthewlafiura/p-220126504

So I was having some random thoughts going to sleep but imagine I die and in the future like billions of years the Big Crunch happens and the universe collapses on itself then the big bang happens and since everything to me being born is necessarily caused by things in the past all the way to the big bang I get born

Meaning we're in a time loop where we keep getting born and our whole lives are pre determined then we die

Since i started to work and stepped into this very fast adult life. Im always in a hurry even if there's nothing to be in a hurry for it's like part of being an adult now.

U wake up, get ready, rush to work, finish one thing just to start another, rush home, sleep, and do it all over again. It feels like this endless rat race where everyone is running, and no one really knows when we’re supposed to stop.

When u that fast, you barely notice the world around you. And I’ve always been someone who loves noticing little things. Especially when it comes to animals i love to watch animals, almost like meditating on them.

It usually be like this, seeing something beautiful, give it one little glance then thinking to myself i have to keep walking

But lately, when I catch myself doing that, I stop myself.

Today I saw a pigeon sleeping on a rope. But instead of keep walking i gave myself and my eyes quite some time to enjoy this.

I don’t want everything beautiful to become something I only catch from the corner of my eye while I’m rushing somewhere else.

Is wisdom something within us, or something we develop through intelligence and experience?

I've been thinking about how every person develops their own internal system of values, beliefs, and ways of understanding life.

Do you think wisdom comes mainly from that internal system, or does it emerge when intelligence and life experience work together?

I'm interested in different perspectives, not necessarily finding one correct answer.

Psychopathic leaders create psychopathic rules and expectations, which either gets adopted and result in success for individuals, or rejected and result in demotion/removal of individuals.

So with psychopaths at the top, everything grows more and more psychopathic, with no way back.

Flirting with Ghosts: A concept I’ve developed about nostalgia, time and our former selves.

I’ve been developing an idea I call Flirting with Ghosts, and I’m curious what other people make of it.

The concept is that whenever we look through old photographs, watch old videos or revisit memories, we’re essentially flirting with ghosts.

Not supernatural ghosts, but versions of people who no longer exist. Everyone in an old photograph is a ghost, including ourselves. Not because they’re necessarily dead, but because that exact version of them is gone. Time has passed, circumstances have changed, and they’ve continued becoming someone else.

We can revisit those moments, but never truly return to them.

That’s where the word flirting comes in. We’re not necessarily trying to bring the past back. We’re briefly entertaining its presence, reconnecting with something that no longer exists.

But there’s a darker, slightly absurd metaphor within the concept.

The Four Characters:

A troll sits beneath a bridge, eating a dead man’s bones.

Somewhere nearby, a search party is looking for both the dead man and the troll. Strangely, they’ve brought a clown carrying balloons along with them.

The contradiction is that the troll, the dead man, the search party and the clown are all the same person.

The Troll represents the observer consuming old photographs, videos and memories. Just as the troll eats the dead man’s bones, we’re consuming the remains of our past. Except the troll is eating his own bones.

The Dead Man is our former self, a version of us that no longer exists in the present. The bones are the photographs, videos and memories left behind. The troll and the dead man are the same person, separated by time.

The Search Party represents nostalgia itself. We’re searching for moments, experiences and former versions of ourselves that we know cannot be recovered. Yet we continue searching. The absurdity is that the search party is looking for the very person conducting the search.

The Clown represents the emotional contradiction of nostalgia. The search party has brought a clown with balloons to what could otherwise be a funeral. It’s ridiculous, but that’s the point. We can revisit something that’s gone forever and experience happiness, sadness, comfort and humour simultaneously. We’re both celebrating and mourning our former selves, even though we don’t necessarily want them back.

All four characters are the observer.

We’re searching for ourselves, consuming ourselves, mourning ourselves and celebrating ourselves simultaneously.

But there’s another layer.

The Paradox of Time

While we’re flirting with the ghosts of our past, we’re simultaneously becoming ghosts to our future selves.

Someone looking through photographs from ten years ago is revisiting a version of themselves that no longer exists.

But the person experiencing that nostalgia right now is also changing, growing older and creating memories.

One day, their future self might look back on that exact moment and become nostalgic for it too.

They might even become nostalgic for the moment they were feeling nostalgic.

The observer becomes the observed.

The future observer becomes the troll, consuming the memories of their former self. The present observer becomes the dead man. The search party sets out again, and the clown returns with his balloons.

The cycle repeats.

Yesterday’s living person becomes today’s ghost. Today’s living person becomes tomorrow’s ghost.

The four characters represent our emotional relationship with nostalgia, while the three positions in time : past, present and future, explain why the experience endlessly repeats.

What I’m Trying to Explain

Flirting with Ghosts isn’t necessarily about regret, grief or wanting to return to the past.

It’s about how we can miss something without wanting it back, mourn a moment without regretting that it’s over, and celebrate who we once were while being happy with who we’ve become.

We’re consuming the remains of our former selves while unknowingly creating the remains our future selves will eventually consume.

We’re celebrating and mourning something that no longer exists, while living through moments that will one day become memories themselves.

And all the while, there’s a clown standing there with balloons, for no reason other than the absurdity of it all.

We’re all searching for ghosts of people we once were, while unknowingly becoming ghosts to the people we’re yet to become.

We never stop becoming ghosts. We can only decide how we engage with the ones we’ve left behind.

We’re not trying to resurrect the past. We’re simply flirting with its ghosts.

I’m curious whether this resonates with anyone, and whether there are other philosophical interpretations, contradictions or implications within the idea that I haven’t considered.

Sometimes I look around my house and try to picture this same spot a few hundred years ago. Or a few thousand. Someone might have walked through here in the Middle Ages. Maybe there was a battle nearby, or another family lived here long before this house was built.

Then I start going further back. Millions of years ago, this could have been a forest, or part of an ocean. There might have been prehistoric animals wandering around here. It's hard to picture any of that when I'm looking at my living room.

I'm especially curious about the people who've passed through the spot where I'm sitting now. Everyone had a life of their own. Things to worry about, memories they carried with them. Most of their stories are probably lost forever.

I live here and know almost nothing about what happened before me. It makes me wonder about the other places I see every day, too. There's probably so much we'll never find out

I’ve been thinking about how the internet, social media, and online news might be distorting our perception of reality.

The internet rewards clicks, engagement, and attention, which often means that extreme, shocking, controversial, or emotionally charged events receive far more visibility than ordinary, everyday experiences. As a result, I wonder whether the world we imagine in our heads is actually very different from the world we experience on the ground.

For example, we constantly see videos and reports of crime, violence, scams, and other disturbing events online. But does the amount of exposure we get to these things accurately reflect how common they actually are? Or does seeing them repeatedly make us believe they're far more prevalent than they really are?

I'm also interested in how this affects our beliefs about success and everyday life. We see entrepreneurs making millions, influencers becoming famous, people getting rich through investments, and others seemingly living extraordinary lives. But we rarely see the thousands or millions of people who tried similar things and didn't achieve the same results.

This leads me to two main questions:

1. How can we distinguish our perception of reality from reality itself? Are there reliable ways to understand what's actually happening in the world, rather than relying on what algorithms, news outlets, and social media feeds make visible to us?

2. Where can we find the actual numbers behind the things we tend to perceive incorrectly? For example, what percentage of businesses survive long-term? How many people who try to become successful content creators actually make a sustainable living? How do actual crime rates compare with people's perceptions of crime? I'd love to find reliable statistics that show the difference between what we think happens and what actually happens.

More broadly, if we recognize that our perception of the world is distorted, how do we correct it? How do we develop a more realistic understanding of life, human behaviour, risk, opportunity, and our own chances of succeeding at something?

I'm particularly interested in real-world data, research, useful websites, and personal experiences from people who have explored this topic.

I'd love to hear your thoughts.

I’ve developed a personal ontology of the self centred on three distinct components: the Husk, the Author, and the Chhāyō.

The Husk represents the physical organism; the Author is the mediator responsible for governing it and maintaining its integrity; and the Chhāyō is a consuming, contaminating presence with which I identify. These components have different roles in my understanding of identity, agency, and the struggle to govern one’s conduct.

My philosophy is asymmetrical in how it approaches the self, duty, and moral responsibility. I place considerable emphasis on fulfilling obligations to others and contributing to the common good, while maintaining a more restrictive standard towards my own interests and continued existence. This framework has also been shaped by my experiences of alienation, my departure from religion, and my continuing questions about the relationship between self-interest and morality.

I’m interested in examining this framework critically: whether its components are coherent, whether its conclusions follow from its premises, and whether its treatment of duty and the self contains contradictions or unjustified assumptions.

I’m open to alternative interpretations, philosophical objections, and questions about any aspect of the framework. I’m not necessarily looking for agreement; I’d rather understand what others make of it and what I might be overlooking.

~ Heartlessness ~

We live in a heartless world where we tolerate the unthinkable. We accept some people are needlessly struggling, starving, homeless, while others live in luxury. We tolerate inequity, bigotry, avarice. We accept the reality of unending wars and the needless deaths of innocents due to humanity’s greed, prejudice, and self-centered concern for itself. We treat our planet and all who inhabit it with disrespect, believing humanity is more deserving and need not concern itself with harming others or the planet that sustains us all. We believe money and material possessions define success. None of these things are or ever were acceptable.

We may choose though, not to live in such a world. Instead, we may treat others humanely, by selflessly sharing our excess and compassion to help all in need. We are alive, the meaning of life, is to help each other, without motive or benefit, so everyone, regardless of our differences, may reap the benefits of life. This is the lesson we are alive to learn.

I have the sensation the world Is like heading toward a directions in wich society's conflicts Will become unbearable. More and more the world looks more dystopic and literally suffucating. I don't think Is sustainable for society to continue like this,with Jobs Who literally drain you if you are lucky,without Jobs at all if you are unlucky. I feel like the world Is holding its breath waiting for something to happen,but I can't Say what.

I am alone in thinking that? How you think It Will evolve the situation in the next Years? Will It become worse or there Will be a pushback?

Sorry for my english,Is not my First language,but I Hope i managed to convey my toughts,i really want to hear what other people think

Humans generally assume that the person who wakes up this morning is the same conscious subject who fell asleep last night.

But what exactly establishes that continuity? Our body persists. Our brain maintains ongoing biological processes. Our memories and personality remain substantially connected.

Yet our conscious experience is not always continuous.

Suppose consciousness ceases entirely during a period of very deep dreamless sleep. When consciousness resumes is it the same experiencing subject returning or a new instance of consciousness possessing the memories and identity of its predecessor?

If the latter were true would there be any way for us to distinguish the two possibilities from our own perspective? How would we even know?

I was helping a friend with some grocery shopping the other day and she casually said something about how chickens give us eggs and cows give us milk.

I've heard those exact phrases probably thousands of times. But for some reason that day the word "give" really bothered me.

Because think about how we talk about these animals.

Cows give us milk. Chickens give us eggs. Sheep give us wool.

We don't say we take those things from them. They're apparently just very generous animals who spend their lives providing us with stuff.

And when they stop being useful, the language changes again.

A hen becomes "spent." A dairy cow gets "culled." Animals don't get killed, they get "processed." Nobody has to do anything unpleasant because the words make it sound like some kind of routine administrative procedure.

I brought this up to my friend, not even trying to start an argument. She actually laughed and said I was overthinking normal expressions.

Maybe I am. I know not everyone using these words is consciously trying to hide anything. I used them myself before going vegan.

But I keep thinking about how different those sentences sound when you replace "give" with "we take."

"Chickens give us eggs" sounds like a nice arrangement.

"We take chickens' eggs" immediately invites the question of why we're entitled to them.

And "cows give us milk" conveniently leaves out the calf entirely.

I wonder how much of our ability to treat certain animals as products comes from learning to talk about them that way before we're even old enough to question it.

I know this isn't a very deep thought, but the more you ponder it, the more it is strangely fascinating, but life on Earth is almost science fiction, even though it is not. Earth's massive biodiversity functions like a community of aliens because this planet is filled with millions of species that look, live, and interact in completely unique and bizarre ways. I would take, for an example, insects. Yeah, a lot of our ideas on extraterrestrial life are often, but not always, loosely based on real life terrestrial animals, but that makes you wonder how common is this on other planets? We don't know, it may be the same or even larger in scale! We host so many diverse forms of life, it is like Earth hosts all of the aliens in the Universe, all of the possibilities of what life forms can look like, on one single planet.

because if you haven’t even met them… have they really saved you?

This is my interpretation of that proverb… never meet your heroes. I know there is a thing called unsung heroes that might clash with my interpretation but overall i think it’s a good rendition. What do yall think?

If every adult became self actualized/enlightened-in the truest sense-, they would inevitably undo negative programming such as racism, homophobia etc.
everyone would essentially become blank slates again, have a fundamental understanding of others which would lend to a level of compassion that would ultimately make every adult compatible romantically, platonically etc.

Growing up poor around wealthy kids taught me something interesting about opportunity and how people understand ability.

I never saw a lack of ambition in the kids who grew up like me, just a lack of opportunity. And when you’re the poor kid in a community that can’t relate to your circumstances, people can be incredibly generous in making those opportunities possible. But sometimes the fact that you’re willing to try becomes more impressive than anything you actually achieve.
It’s like winning gold in a running race and being praised for your ability to just be there. Your credibility becomes your effort rather than your accomplishments.

There’s a double edge to that. I never felt pressure to be good at anything because nobody really expected that of someone in my position. Kids who were exceptional at something were held accountable to it, whereas I had the freedom to try anything without being expected to become anything. But I also grew up thinking that being clever or successful was something that came with privilege, and that whenever I did well, I’d somehow pulled it off.

I’ve been thinking about this differently since meeting a woman who grew up in circumstances like mine, but had a completely different understanding of her own worth. She could appreciate the opportunities people had given her without questioning whether her achievements belonged to her.

I’d spent years wondering why people chose to invest in me, sometimes questioning whether there was something self-serving underneath their generosity. She asked why I now work creating opportunities for people who wouldn’t otherwise have them. Was that sinister, or was it because I cared?

And it had never really occurred to me that people might have cared about me in the same way.

I think we can be so focused on celebrating what someone has overcome that we forget to recognise what they’re actually capable of. And being believed in by everyone around you doesn’t necessarily mean you learn to believe in yourself.

She said something I’d never really allowed myself to think.

“You are worthy of being loved.”

And it’s insane that through this entire narrative, that’s actually what it comes down to.

We talk a lot about healing as a destination. A place we finally reach once we’ve unpacked enough boxes, had enough therapy sessions, or buried enough versions of our past selves. But lately, I’ve been thinking that healing is less like an arrival and more like an ongoing architectural project.

One of the most profound realizations I've had is the tangible, almost physical effect that positive, intentional thoughts have on the trajectory of our lives. It isn't just about slap-on-the-wrist toxic positivity or trying to smile through genuine pain. It’s about the quiet, stubborn shift toward a growth mentality. The radical belief that every single experience, even the devastating ones, is raw material rather than a permanent sentence.

We accumulate emotional scarring as we move through life. It’s inevitable. Betrayals, failures, grief, and rejection carve pathways into our minds, teaching us how to flinch, how to guard our ribs, and how to anticipate the next fall. For a long time, it’s easy to believe those scars define the boundaries of who we are allowed to become.
Yet, neuroplasticity tells a fascinating story. Our brains are constantly rewiring based on where we direct our focus. When we actively cultivate positive thoughts and lean into growth, we aren't just lying to ourselves to feel better in the moment. We are literally laying down new tracks. We are teaching our nervous system that safety is possible, that progress is real, and that the future doesn't have to look like a rerun of yesterday's trauma.

The joy of a growth mentality is the sudden, breathtaking realization that you are not a finished product. Every mistake becomes data. Every setback becomes a pivot point. You stop asking, "Why is this happening to me?" and start asking, "What is this teaching me?" That single shift in perspective transforms life from a minefield into a classroom.

I truly believe that we can conquer all emotional scarring and move forward. Not by erasing the past. Scars, after all, prove that we survived. but by refusing to let them dictate the chapters that come next. When you genuinely believe in your capacity to evolve, the heavy gravity of old hurts starts to lose its grip.

You realize you aren't broken; you're becoming. And there is an immense, quiet power in deciding that the best parts of your story haven't been written yet.

There is a lot of shame around suicide, and when someone tells you they are having suicidal thoughts, you should just sit with them and validate their experience, not tell them that its a bad thought or making the person feel crazy for having those thoughts. I believe causing that pressure point prolongs suffering, either because of the condemnation of the truth that they see, truth I say because they are seeing truth in their experience and it is painful. Or even speeds up the process of someone wanting to end their lives because of that same pressure point, build up gets to much, the person sees no one is understanding them.
I know its a crazy thing to say but sometimes you have to let them know that it is okay… most of this world doesn’t make sense, and for the most part their feelings are truly valid and real. It has to come from within the person to choose to stay, regardless of what they know to be true and the heaviness of those feelings, in return will bring about the greatest of loves. Again if they don’t, thats fine… this life is very confusing and painful for the most part… “

This train of thought blew my mind. So since life exist on earth that means that life existing (even sophistacted highly intellegent life) on another planet somewhere in the universe is almost guaranteed. With that in mind, as well as the sheer scale of the universe, wouldnt it also be almost guranteed that somewhere out there, there is a solar system with at least two planets containing intelligent life that are aware of each other?

It sucks that we are too far away from anything else to ever really verify wether or not intelligent life exist but somewhere out there, there is a civilization that has confirmed that and that just fucking blows my mind.

To take it one step further, that means that somewhere in the universe there has probably been a space war

I've been hearing a lot of talk about the future and AI. One perspective that I heard was that AI can be used as a leader to create a perfect society because it is much smarter than us, it can find the most efficient solutions to problems. Now obviously there are some problems with this theory in general but what it made me think about the fact that if everything was perfect would anyone really be happy? Can there even be happiness without suffering? I don't think so.

Like how can you be perfectly happy all the time if you never had worse days to compare it to. Like how summer is so enjoyable only because of winter. Then I started thinking about how I have a privileged life, yet I'm still not perfectly happy. I have a loving family, a house in a safe neighborhood, access to education, yet I still lie in bed some nights feeling terrified of stupid things that don't matter in the big picture. Point being even when we don't have real things to be afraid of we still feel fear. We're programmed for it, and even if we take away our problems it doesn't go away. This isent to say that my problems are anywhere close to as bad as some people's, I'm not trying to say that I'm just saying our brains invent problems when we don't have any.

My other point is that humanity has been advancing for 100s of years yet have we really gotten any better? Like sure we advanced medicine and invented human rights but I often wonder if the overall happyness of the world was really any worse than it is now. Ive tried to explain this to people before and they don't know what I'm talking about so I'm gonna try my best to explain it here. So obviously if someone from modern day were to go back in medieval times and experience that they would feel horrible and think that it's awful, but that's only they have our modern day comforts to compare it to. A medieval person who's sleeping with rats and watching people get burned at the stake doesn't know any better so wouldent they feel the same amount of overall content and happyness as a modern day person? Also some places in the world, people still sleep with rats and live under crazy awful governments, so it's not like these problems have even been fully fixed. My point is that humans have been evolving and learning for centuries yet whenever we fix a problem we just create new ones and it's an endless cycle untill the human race goes extinct. I don't like to be negative like this and I know that beautiful things still happen and the world isent totally doomed but this is just what comes to mind when someone mentions creating a utopia. So overall, happiness is born from suffering? I would like to hear some opinions on this because it freaks me out a bit.

Also I wish we could kill AI and stop advancing technology because I think we peaked in like 2009 and everything past that has gotten worse.

I have always enjoyed spending a lot of time thinking about the existence of god, as someone portrayed in religious scriptures, an all loving all powerful entity or the maker who brought this universe into existence.

The best way I have been able to describe my belief in a single sentence is by saying “God exists as part of our reality but does not affect it”.

I do not believe in religious scriptures or in god as an all loving all powerful being. However, I do believe in a god which is part of our existence. Now to be fair, I don’t really know what it could mean, it could simply mean a creator of this universe (not overseer), or the laws of physics which binds the speed of light to as we know it.

At the same time, I do not believe in a god affecting our reality which makes believe that praying is futile.