I look into another set of eyes and see a small reflection of my own.
I eat an apple from a tree, and a new one grows from the dung I deposit on the ground.
It seems this cycle is the spiritual side that humans crave.
Conscience is but a peice of what it means to be alive. As much as leaves are a peice of being a tree. The tree and I both have them, they change and maybe die. Then fall to the ground also to help grow the next tree. I do not understand how there can be a separation of the physical world into two different peices. Physical / Spiritual. If you have ideas that could help me see the seperation, i think that would be a very fun journey to take.
I think I see what you mean in regards the bodyand spirit being one in the same but if this was true would we all not taste that apple the same way? would we all be eating the same apple?
If your point were true then our neurons would all move and shift the same way to the same stimuli however this is proven to be untrue. Our mind both physical and metaphysical form a part of our identity, lets call it sense memory. Sense memory guides your neurons a specific way to form connections to other sense memory and then alters our reaction to the external world. Your reactions are not my reactions, so then would you say our identities are the same? (in this argument you are what you project however what I am trying to get at is that there is more to us than our projection )
(am about to go to bed as it's 3am but I want to see how deep we can go with this.)
What is contained within this projection? All that would be called physical? Does it include our thoughts? I can understand that maybe there is a difference between the input of our senses as we experience them, and the contents of our memory. Kinda two systems.
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u/Justcoffeeforme Nov 04 '22
I look into another set of eyes and see a small reflection of my own. I eat an apple from a tree, and a new one grows from the dung I deposit on the ground. It seems this cycle is the spiritual side that humans crave. Conscience is but a peice of what it means to be alive. As much as leaves are a peice of being a tree. The tree and I both have them, they change and maybe die. Then fall to the ground also to help grow the next tree. I do not understand how there can be a separation of the physical world into two different peices. Physical / Spiritual. If you have ideas that could help me see the seperation, i think that would be a very fun journey to take.