I just don’t like how you suggested a noun was once living

But writing depressing prose on the internet Chiseling it on a rock Spelling it out in jelly beans Writing in on the bathroom wall with the blood from your wrists Typing it on an old typewriter Singing it vibrato Or interpretative dancing it IS ART

I think it’s just people overrating the importance of thereselfs again. Because our consciousness is everything we have (I mean not litteraly ‘having’), it’s a logical step to thing that it’s ‘us’, and what we are experiencing with it, like material things, is our property (we can see it, we can touch it). Because the consciousness is necessary for the experience, we feel like it is more important and since we consider ourselves as the most importent, we call it a soul and we believe it is us.But I think, because our consciousness is driven by something material: the brain, it can’t be anything more. It is somehow a part of your body and therefor a part of you.

I’ve always thought the belief that we are somehow separate from our bodies to be somewhat dangerous, reinforcing an idea of separateness. A lot of people view themselves as a sort of the driver of their body, in much the same way as a driver operates a car. But, then you get caught in a trap of sorts when your body starts to get sick, wear out, and then eventually dies. Huge negative feelings about their “separate body” reinforce negative feelings about self-image and self-esteem.Meanwhile, apply the philosophy forward, and why would anyone feel differently about the world? It’s full of stupid, separate people, who don’t give a damn about you and fill up a hunk of rock in space in a universe that is out to kill you.We are all of us and we are everything at once.

Someone is always heartbroken or suicidal or feeling hopeless or “empty”.

The way I see it, people are well within their right to be homophobic, racist, sexist, etc. It’s not ideal, but it certainly is their choice. So long as they don’t act on their prejudices in a way that is harmful to others, they can think whatever