Can I get a based please?

can I get a based please?

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What about the inverse? There is a true you but everyone views the world through a different lens and as such they only get one facet of your real you. A bit like the electromagnetic spectrum, we can only really *see* some parts of it with our naked eyes (colours).

Based if i say so myself

sounds like the end of NGE

thanks now i have schizophrenia

Pirandello?
Anyway I already was conscious of this in 2nd grade.

>redditor get his mind blown by something obvious
Every time

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Oh yeah? At nine months old my first words were “you don’t know me” to which my parents proudly replied “based”.

it may be obvious but if you contemplate it for 2 weeks and really get down to the implications of this it can get scary really fast

elaborate for us then pseud

A different version of me started writing this sentence to the one who finished it. It got me thinking…

What is this world, this universe, this reality, the reality?

What am I, I mean, this person or this person's self, right here on earth, right now?

But what if there is no real, true, self? What if that all-consuming, all-knowing presence is a mere, insignificant thought?

What if you can't even have any awareness of your physical body? What if you can't remember any of your own identity, your past, your present, your future, your desires, your wishes, your past actions?

What if you are an illusion? What if you cannot find any of the things in your actual environment that are real? What if you never experience your own self?

What if you cannot know yourself, other people, the universe, or any other reality?

What about my own life?

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I don't get why you don't mention it and just act like it's some secret book no one knows. I don't know about other countries, but it's talked about in every Italian high school.

shit you got me

Is this supposed to be shocking?

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At 2 months old I sharted

As I floated warm and content within the womb, my mother would often talk gently to me. As the yet unborn are wont to do, I would occasionally muster what little strength and kick softly and the bounds of my confines. Even in this primordial state, when those outside would place their hands on my interface to the world I was about to inhabit, I noticed that different voices would accompany those small touches.

Sometimes I would kick a little hard. Sometimes more softly. And one day I reflected: "The rougher voice must think me weak, for I kicked softly when it was near. And the sweeter, lighter voice must think me strong, for I put more strength towards my kicks when it was near. Which one is the correct opinion of me. Or perhaps - there is no correct opinion. Are all correct in their own right? Several different but equally accurate versions of me contained within the minds of others?"

As I sat pondering I heard that soft comfort I had came to recognize as my mothers voice. She whispered gently, "based..."

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hello AI text generator

Man, I thought things like that when I was like 14-15. I can't believe people need to read books to realize this basic shit.

Hello. Fuck me I don’t know what you said to piss it off.

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why haven't u wrote ur book

Now read Peirce if you really want to make your mind coom
>Psueds who don't understand that something's verisimilitude can be expressed in varying degrees of sophistication shun anything which strikes their middling mind as immature or unsophisticated as they do not have the intellect to nourish the idea to fruition.
Like clockwork, you people run on clockwork. From a similar line of reasoning, I could claim that I had already arrived at a juvenile form of Kant's transcendental aesthetic as a 10 year old not paying attention in the classroom(I did), so there is no reason to think about Kant now.

Oh wow OP im going to post this on reddit

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the book is called One, No One and One Hundred Thousand

oh shit I am losing my mind reading this help me what do I do

I would like to stop by and give a fuck but this is something everyone already knows.

the mind is illusory, change is illusory, and all is brahman

babby's first existential trip

The solution to this is to fully become yourself such that you're never caught acting in a manner you wouldn't own up to. Thus your identity/personality will be upmost in sync between yourself and others.

That’s a utopian fantasy. No human being of that nature exists except in mythology:

charles manson

what's the book?

It's not about winning it's about how you play the game

a rolling stone gathers two birds in rome

nah, it's taken for granted that this is something everyone knows in NGE, but it still is the main problem, so to speak

OH MY GOD... OH FUCK, I'M... YES, I'M GONNA THIIIIIINK... OH FUCK I'M THINKING SO HAAARD

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