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olavettedepressivo t1_itv3opu wrote

I had a crazy idea I'd like to share.

I had before an idea for the description of the being as such: there's the One (Being), there's the Multiple (the objects we get through senses), but then there's Intermediate Categories. These are the categories you get when you abstract from a multiple: I'm a multiple; but I'm a man, that is a human being, that is an animal and so on until you reach the Being.

So, in this idea, the sciences are what happens when you select an intermediate category and describe it. The techniques are when you get one and try to open its possibilities. I won't go further, it's not well descripted yet, but imagine there's the obvious difference between poetry for poets and poetry for literature theory.

Ok but then... I realized I may have got into this idea because I actually live a situation in life that's very odd. I liked so many things since birth that I got commitments with many people and techniques. I had to move from city sometimes, so I always had to restart things, but as it was since childhood, as a child I decided never forget the best I got in each place (and people), and it's cute and so, but actually turned out into a curious situation.

I, for instance, right now need to be at the same time a poet, a programmer, a clothing seller and a teacher. You can't see how crazy it is, but it did got me many ideas about what is life, how it works, how looks, language and knowledge influences a carreer and a social cyrcle and so on. That's a very enriching situation. Still, pretty shitty, I got smashed by the weight and right now have to restart life. Still, carrying the weight.

So then I had to start thinking starting my life for real. It means having more than one life. I realized yesterday that's the empiric source of my idea of the Being. Because first of all, I'm at the same time all of these things and none of them. It doesn't feel like being an actor, because although I have to act differently in each place, I'm not pretending. For instance, the poet and the seller need to have two different personalities, but I'm both of them.

I'm venting this because this at first kind of break the sense of identity. Each "life" I'd need to have to take these things serious have even a nickname on their own. But then I realized these are intermediate categories, while I, the truth self, is something before all of this. It's either the whole of them combined, but that's the price I have to pay for existence (I actually don't really like/identify with any of these lifes, although I feel positively resposible for them), or this empty self whose only property is to be curious. I'm essentially curious, then, but that, in time, means having a body and leaving a track necessarily. Thus, the price comes.

I then thought, but that's out of the point: if there could be an afterlife where the curiosity, without body, can live by itself and get knowledge without a price, that would be actually pretty fun.

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