A stupid question.

Once a buddy and me...and I... were smoking some weed and talknig about life, gilrs and stuff and he turned to me and asked me:

In the grand scheme of things, if we take Heiddeger's premises as a given and we are beings of time where space is our possibilities, is it not disturbing that our inability to percieve all the dimensions prohibits us from taking advantage of our full potential?

I was stunned.

I answered:
Shut the fuck up, bud, and pass the smoke. I hate smart asses.

What do you think?

 

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Shut up and light up another for me!:m:

 

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We won't know our full potential until it happens.

 

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Not really.

 

It shouldn't disturb us that not every crevice of space can be directly seen.

 

You're my kind of traveler.

Nice to know that you can only think in hindsight.
I'll remeber that about you, next time.

Deep and insightful commentary....thanks.
You must be part of the in-crowd around here.

Isn't ignorance disturbing?

 

Yes.
And you smell familiar.

 

It must be my perfume.
It's Dolce and Gabana.

Is that really you in the pic?

 

Subsuming a feeling of 'inability' within a bias for 'more' is illusion.

This, to me, is the mistake of 'transendence'.

Off topic:

With the top hat?

 

I was just smelling that.

Not bad. Can you imagine such discontentment eating away at eternity?

 

Dude, I don't know what that means but, okay.

I was talking to the guy with the beard and top hat, yes.
He smells something or other. I think he needs a shower.
But I also think he needs to get laid, first.


Anyhow...a week later we're drinking vodka with cranberry and shooting the shit and he says:
"And yet intelligence is this projection of the unknown into a possible unknown. Intelligence is the tool of transcendence or it is merely a tool for hedonism. "

And then I turn to him, as if he's going mad and I say:
"Dude what the fuck are you talking about and who the hell are you talknig to?"

Needless to say we didn't talk for a week, after that; fucking gibberish talkin' bastard.

 

Can you imagine not?
We can hear it dissolving right now.

'til a commercial comes on, of course.

Off topic:
"I was just smelling that."

WHO, goddamnit. Tell me or die both of you.

 

You people are weird.

Is this like the 'Can you smell what the Rock is cooking' thing?

You know what I smell? Bullshit.

 

You people speak a strange lingo.

Is the disease contagious?

 

Over my head Bells.

I'm new here. This forum has a weird vibe to it.

 

Whatever.