Breaking news; the tea party is retarded

Option C: Use instinctive angel magic, Voice of Command, to stop train without even thinking about it.

Duh.

 

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Turn about is fair play. Couldn't stand the heat, could you? It's no fun when your arguments are being ripped to shreds, is it? Or Facing down understandings that have no compatibility to your own beliefs or logic. But then the world is filled with people with whom you can't argue to change their beliefs because the basis for their beliefs are foreign to your logic.
Magic is believed in much of Africa; Miracles are believed by many theists. Who is ignoring reality when you discount the beliefs of others? You expect such people to discount their beliefs when determining what to do? If so, you're nuts.

If you are unwilling to learn how to improve your arguments to accommodate the whole range of individuals whom you will encounter, why are you arguing online? Arguing for a position is harder than against. The true test of the ability to argue is whether or not it can withstand counter-arguments. If you honestly believe that you can create an argument that withstands me, let's see it. Otherwise, the score is 0 - 0.

:: shudders and wonders where he put his intelligence ::

Poetry has compared the two for centuries in countless cultures and in many forms.

 

If you're bad at breathing you tend to have a hard time living - I don't see how that in any way contradicts my point. Given all of the wrong things you can do while breathing, like hyperventilate, fall unconscious while swimming and take a lung full of water, or inhale spray paint, I'm pretty sure how you breathe is important. Sure, you can dissect every aspect of life and segregate each and every little thing as unrelated parts of the same whole - but all of those things are living. Don't do one pretty important thing and you tend to die;

Hydration is important. Therefore it's not how you live but how you drink.
Eating is important. Therefore it's not how you live but how you eat.

You see how ridiculous that looks?

It's a metaphor, Smuel. Metaphors aren't meant to be literally interpreted as they're read or heard - otherwise everything said in a porn would make it no longer pornography. "I like a lot of meat in my pie." I bet you understand that as an innuendo, given my preface. Though, it could just as easily become a cooking show where someone's making shepherd's pie, if it was directly interpreted like you keep doing with "journey*."

However, I didn't say anything about traveling through time, though you're quite literally moving at any given moment as time passes due to everything in the universe being in motion. If you really want me to rip this apart;

How fast does the earth spin? At the equator it's 1,038 miles per hour, where you are might be around 700.

How fast does the earth orbit the sun? 67,062 mph.

How fast does the sun orbit the center of the milky way? 483,000 mph.

How fast is the milky way itself moving? 1.3 million miles per hour. Sure, you're not moving at all - relatively. But, that's traveling if I ever saw it, and wouldn't any long period of travel literally be considered a journey?

Yeah, you can take that metaphorical "life is a journey" bit and shove it somewhere regardless of any given definition and etymology, but despite the lack of regard you seem to possess for any daily activity, you're still moving all the time. Don't try to tell me the definition doesn't fit modern use - if it didn't, it wouldn't be in the dictionary.

Also, it's called suicide.

*I'm just a city boy - born 'n raised in South Detroit.

 

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You didn't rip my argument to shreds, you proposed "a giant bird will come and rescue me" when I hypothetically placed you on some train tracks. If you can't see why that was a ridiculous response that misses the entire point of what I was saying, then you are an idiot and not worth conversing with any further.

If you honestly believe that a giant bird will rescue you, then let's both go and stand on some train tracks and wait until a train appears. Then I'll use my understanding of the nature of an "A or not" type choice and jump out of the way, and you can use your belief in self-preservation via giant birds, and we'll see who survives the experience.

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You originally wrote this:

I tried to give examples where the journey itself was of no significance, e.g. going to work - if I were capable of working without having to make a tedious journey every day then I would seize the opportunity, because the journey itself has no significance. It's the destination that has the point, not the journey itself. The journey is a means to an end. Like breathing. Nobody breathes because they find it fun - they do it because they have to do it to live. Even when doing breathing exercises, the underlying reason for breathing is that if you don't do it, you will die.

So your original question is equivalent to "What's the point of living if breathing has no significance?" You see how ridiculous that looks?

Yes I do. Have we reached the stage where you say you agreed with me all along? I do love it when that happens.

Couldn't have said it better myself.

Also, it's a rubbish metaphor, because most journeys are tedious chores without any significance, unlike life, which is... okay, maybe it's a good metaphor after all. But not for the reasons YOU gave.

 

Actually he said it was a giant-winged creature, not a bird. This probably means angels and other giant-winged things. Duh.

If you can't see how schitzaphrenic delusion can always make mincemeat out of your heathen logic, then you're probably arguing about religion on the internet.

Also, I must say that your perspective on destinations over journeys is characteristically western european. Walking and breathing are fun, (although probably not so much in London).

 

And I suppose you wouldn't bother to breathe if it wasn't fun?

 

No, no. But destinations deceive, as Lincoln put it.

The way you do things is as important as what you do, especially in the case of "stuff I have to do to keep living and doing stuff until I eventually die anyway".

The journey is more important than the destination, especially in the journey of life because it ends abruptly at death, which is your point, ie, "englishmen journey only as a necessary chore and therefore life is nothing like a journey because we don't want to get to the end".

Well, Smuel, accounting for disparate cultural paradigms, I think you'll find I've been agreeing with you the whole time. Yay!

 

Well I'm glad we sorted that one out.

 

I think the metaphor is shit too. People say "life is a journey" but not "life is biking down the street" and "life is getting a bus to a train station". Both the latter two are also journeys yet without using some ridiculously abstract metaphor no one would bother arguing that they were worthwhile comparisons to life. Journey as a noun simply means travelling from one physical location to another, it is in no way comparable to life unless you attach to it some false meaning.

It's like saying something else arbitrary like "life is a soccer ball, it comes full circle" or "life is a lighthouse, it eventually crumbles into the sea". Life isn't really like either of those things yet I still managed to form some idiotic loose metaphor by saying it was. Saying life is a journey means dick - even if it is an established metaphor all that means is that a moron made some stupid comparison and other morons were gullible enough to go along with it because they imagined the words contained wisdom. I'm not trying to say that Gross or Xyle are morons because I don't think the mantra of their lives is "life is a journey" and it is okay to think creatively and abstractly about things from time to time. Still, arguing "life is a journey" is completely void as you may as well argue "life is a [trained monkey insert noun here]"; obviously you could do and clarify your meaning to make it look valid but really it's just a way of dithering around the crux of what you were initially discussing in the first place.

 

Speaking autistically, life is like a journey across time.

Start at birth, end at death, equals four dimensional journey.

It's not an abstract or strained a metaphor at all.

However, I sense that there's something sinister and intense about commuting in London which gives a whole new meaning to 'journey' which I'm missing here.

 

Well then I think that's due your unique circumstances, and it is a more realistic way of applying the metaphor than most people who use it would. I guess given Gross's and Xyle's fairly unique viewpoints they'll likely agree with you; still most people aren't accustomed to time travel (except in one direction and without choice to do otherwise) so when they talk about a journey they normally only consider three dimensions.

 

Upupupup... I'm sure Gross agrees because we're on the same page. I have no idea what book Xyle's reading from... oh wait, it's the bible.

I get that the delusion and confusion look alike from the lofty peak of the bell curve, but trust me when I say that while Gross and I may peek over the edge of the cliffs of insanity, Xyle was hurled off as a baby.

Jesus loves you, Xyle!

 

Birth and death aren't places. If you're going to call everything that involves start and end points a "journey" then fine - life is a journey. My lunch today was a journey. This debate thread is a journey.

The only problem is - now you have to come up with a new word that means "insignificant travel from place A to place B", because that's what the majority of people are doing when they make what used to be called a "journey", and I'd like to be able to refer to that concept without pseudo-philosophical morons jumping in and saying "Ah, but you know the words for life and journey are the same in Sanskrit."

And I'm sure that Gross agrees too. He agrees with everyone, you know.

 

A very agreeable sod, he.

 

Well to be honest, the food you ate did enter one location of your body and exit through another - transitioning between the locations through the gastrointestinal tract. Therefore:
Everyone's lunch is a journey.

*Waits for people to be awed and bask in the wisdom of his statement*

 

*Basks, awestruck*

Smuel, old stick, perhaps the word you want is "commute".

This raises the question of whether believers in an afterlife are being trite and inaccurate by thinking that "life is a commute" but it satisfies the clearly urgent need for a more trivial and meaningless synonym for "journey" for the modern urbanite.

 

I think it would be better if I stood on the tracks alone while you stood by and watched. That way we can better demonstrate the principal of what I meant. If you act, you prove me correct by providing the third option: being removed from the tracks by an outside agency. Sure, you are not literally a bird, but metaphorically you would be. Or do you honestly believe yourself to so villianous that you would stand by and do nothing? You shouldn't take the absurd so literal. Especially when someone is yanking your chain.

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The destination of all life is death. Therefore what is more important, living or dying? The journey of life is more important than the destination of death.

The journey of life is a walk, not a bike ride because we don't want to get our destination any faster than we must. EDIT: Although, when people live fast lives, it indicates that they will probably die young. But that is more compared to fast cars than bicycles. I suppose, however, a bike ride could be comparable to failed attempted to live fast.

• The Road Not Taken
  
  TWO roads diverged in a yellow wood,
  And sorry I could not travel both
  And be one traveler, long I stood
  And looked down one as far as I could
  To where it bent in the undergrowth;
  
  Then took the other, as just as fair,
  And having perhaps the better claim,
  Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
  Though as for that the passing there
  Had worn them really about the same,
  
  And both that morning equally lay
  In leaves no step had trodden black.
  Oh, I kept the first for another day!
  Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
  I doubted if I should ever come back.
  
  I shall be telling this with a sigh
  Somewhere ages and ages hence:
  Two roads diverged in a wood, and I—
  I took the one less traveled by,
  And that has made all the difference.
  
  by Robert Frost (1874–1963)

What road is less traveled than the one that is believed to be impossible?

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She is such a fox. & That fox ran away from the hound. -- Oh wait, people don't know the difference between the two types of foxes so we have to make up a new word for one of them!!!

Get real. The metaphor "journey" is used differently the literal "journey." And the majority are use to the duality of language that permits both. Just because you may not understand the differences in meaning doesn't mean that they don't exist and aren't accepted.

 

Xyle, old bean, if you didn't exist, I think I'd have to invent you.

 

I never said journeys were fun, I said they were important because they have to happen. Your counter analogy was ineffective because it argued my point and you didn't realize it - hence why I said you sounded ridiculous.

Command of the damn language, Smuel. You live in what's also known as England, which I presume would be one of the most likely places to find english speakers/writers/muffins.

I readily admit that I was pretty messed up for the majority of your stay here, but now I wonder if you can actually read my posts. It's at least obvious to me that I'm agreeing with someone when I say I do, but that doesn't mean I can't disagree with other parts of the post at the same time, or even things I think are being implied. Multiple introduced points allow for multiple decisions of agreement/disagreement.

What happened with Muro was pretty much "I agree that there could be scientific answers given study since the beginning, but we don't live in that universe, so we can't say what those answers are and postulating such a possibility is pointless."

We're arguing over a metaphor right now - and there's not even a metaphor I can think of for that.

There's a discernible location in any mathematically derived dimension. Why should our fourth dimension be any different?

Your location on any three dimensional object is its 2D surface. Your location in any 4D plane is you, a 3D object, that changes constantly due to being in chronologically different states as time goes on. You're moving whether you realize it or not. That's just how time works, and unlike 3D locations, you can't stop moving forward in this plane. Goddamn commute, it is. The start location being a different when than the end is as relevant as saying you started out at home and walked to work.

Think four dimensionally, that's how your consciousness works and how your body breaks down.