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borrowed from someone's posting on facebook:
(needless to say - his name is Wilson)
Sometimes you just never know. You born, you live, then you die. There really are no second chances. That's how simple life really is. Don't make it into a theological debate or some philosophical bantering. Live like you'll never live this moment again, because you won't, and that's all one can really be expected of.
What if in the future people invented some means of uploading human consciousness into a virtual world or a computer? What if we learn to ascend? I mean I honestly think its possible in our lifetime. Just look around you at the rate of change in technology and our understanding of the universe. Ladies and gentlemen we are no longer just a drop of water, we are in the cusp of our next evolution or revolution.
It won't matter though. Take this scenario as an example. You go to your futuristic doctor and say dude I want to be taller, better looking, oh and smarter. You go through this procedure to be smarter. You come out with much faster learning speed, you have better focus, and you seem to understand everything at a whole new level never knew before. I would debate that you are dead. The old you at least. The split moment where you attained your increased cranial performance - that's when you died.
No no no, don't get me wrong, I'm not trying to say something about a theological soul. If you now possess a completely different outlook in life, wouldn't you say your personality has changed? Would you not go as far as saying whatever it is that makes up your being, your essense as quantifiably possible by science is your personality? Your pattern of behaviour? It would be equivalent as say you take a monkey then alter its DNA to the point where its brain is just like a human brain... then is it still a monkey? is the personality of the old monkey even there anymore? it's dead. It has reborn to Humonkey.
I digress. There really is no immortality then. You can't ascend any higher up the evolutionary ladder without killing yourself first. Could one just stay where they are on the ladder and maintain themselves indefinitely? Yeah I thought about that one. You can keep cloning new body parts like a new lung, or a liver, but you can never change the human brain without killing yourself. So really at best you could extend your life up to the lifespan of your brain. How long do you think that would last? Alzheimer anybody? I know its in my genetics at least. I'm not gonna last past a century no matter how many spare Wilson parts I clone.
That's ok I guess. I've come to terms with my mortality. If I were to die right now, at this very moment, I can't even be pissed about it. Don't go metaphysical on me, but just try for a moment to imagine yourself angry at the fact that you died instantaneously. You can't. It's ludicris. You can't reasonably fathom what that means. Death is meaningless. It is the mother of all meaninglessness.
Then what is the meaning of life then? If in the end it all doesn't matter - as cliche as it sounds, it's still a valid question. I think that's just it. It's not about placing meaning in life after you're done with it. It is placing meaning in life as you are living it. The logical flaw of asking the question "what is the meaning in life" is that you presuppose that when you are dead that it should possess you some meaning. The idea is you shouldn't even ask what the meaning of life is. Living it in itself is the meaning, since death is meaningless.
Are you on crack Wilson? Do you even know what you're talking about? To my surprise I do know actually. I actually think about this stuff all the time. I guess I wrote this note so that you can all get a glimpse at what actually happens in my mind. This is me having a brain diarrhea for twenty minutes. I mean... doesn't everybody think about this stuff? My impression is everybody has a similar chain of thoughts like mine right?
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