Zekksta said:
Kpt._Rob said:
Zekksta said:
Kpt._Rob said:
littlealicewhite said:
Kpt._Rob said:
littlealicewhite said:
Let's say that you life is like a storybook that ended today. What would be the climax of your story? What is the turning point in your life?
For me, it would be a warm summer day two years ago when I finally saw the truth of everything.
Don't mean to burst your bubble here, but I'm not the only person I know who has "finally seen the truth of everything," multiple times over the course of their lives, only to realize they were wrong every time. The history of the earth is full of people who devoted their entire lives to trying to see the truth of everything and never pulled it off. If you want evidence just head to your library where you'll find books upon books written by the greatest minds of all time, most of whom never found something completely satisfactory. Welcome to the human experience, where nothing will ever be as simple as it might at first seem.
As for me, if my story were to end right now, I don't think there'd be a climactic point.
I don't pretend to know everything. That's impossible. I meant *my* truth, about who I am, really.
Fair enough, but I would again argue that no one's ever even pulled that much off. Knowing yourself is a much more difficult task than most people realize, and I have yet to meet someone who seemed like they even understood themselves. You could no doubt find endless tomes from great minds just trying to find themselves in any library as well.
To paraphrase Lao Tzu, knowledge is the root of all ignorance. I'm only here playing devil's advocate, to ask if you can be sure that you really know yourself, or if, when you think about it, you'll find that the "self" is a much more illusive goal than most imagine it would be.
Only if you're into philosophical bullshit.
I know exactly who/what I am.
The attitude you've taken here makes me feel like you've perfectly made Lao Tzu's point.
What point is that exactly?
I'm not a big fan of basing my life around a bunch of old quotes that make no sense whatsoever.
Knowledge is the root of all ignorance? That doesn't even make sense UNLESS you're being philosophical and I really don't think philosophy is important enough to just assume that nobody knows who they are.
The fool thinks he knows
The wise man knows he thinks
That's what it means to say that knowledge is the root of all ignorance, it is the understanding that nothing can ever be known. We can determine things which seem to have a high degree of probability given past events (that is the process we call science), but even science doesn't know anything for sure. It is not impossible that the physical laws we believe govern the universe could suddenly stop, and, as anyone even moderately versed in quantum theory would no doubt happily tell you, there are no certainties.
Regarding the specific issue here, can you know the "self"? The old saying, which I shall paraphrase here, is that much in the same way that you can never step in the same river twice, you can never meet the same person twice. Sure, you can step in water that happens to be running in the same spot two times, but the water is made up of subatomic particles, which are unlikely to ever return to the same spot in the same formation. The river is in a constant state of change because there is no such thing as a river, the idea of a "river" is just a way to conceptualize a formation of a certain type of particles moving.
People are the same. Even beyond the purely physical level on which the cells which make up my body are born, live for a period of time, and ultimately die only to be replaced out of cells made from the foods I have consumed, the mental and characteristic traits that make "me" change too. The shape of my brain changes as new experiences shape different neural pathways, forever changing me, even if it is only in ways that seem small. I am not today who I was yesterday, and I am even further from who I was the day before. And, of course, I shall also be a different person tomorrow. Certainly you can not tell me that you are now the same person you were five years ago?
Even traits which do not change, are often more arbitrary than we first realize. The fact that I am called by the name "Robert" is not written in some book of ultimate truth. I am called "Robert" because my parents called me that, and I guess it caught on because other people called me "Robert" too. It has been repeated to many times that I have come to identify with it, but if they had called me "Dave" would I not identify with that name?
Clearly, the entity called Robert is composed of many features, a physical body, psychological and societally imposed traits, but which of these things is not subject to change? My body will change, my mind will change, everything will change, and so if there is no one specific thing which I am, then how can I ever hope to know myself?
I would challenge anyone who thinks they know themselves to wait, even just for a year, and then ask themselves again, if they knew themselves?