An Addiction To Indulgence?

I was going to reblog this but that misses out on a few things. Instead I asked for permission to reprint it with comment in the hopes of starting a bit of a discussion.

Lets start with a starting point:

 Indulge:

: to allow (yourself) to have or do something as a special pleasure

: to allow (someone) to have or do something even though it may not be proper, healthy, appropriate, etc.

: to patiently allow (someone) to do or say something

Addiction:

: a strong and harmful need to regularly have something (such as a drug) or do something (such as gamble)

: an unusually great interest in something or a need to do or have something

There it is, just 5 little sentences which lay bare the chinks in human language and expression. Oh, if only there were someone who could write and help us sort out this mess? I’m glad you asked that. Sahm King, I believe, has some helpful words on the topic. Please read.

Indulging in Addictions

I live for each moment

she says “I love you,

Babee” because

that’s as close as I

can come to understanding

why the crackhead

could never have agreed

with Whitney Houston.

But it’s those moments

she shows it that

find me expecting an

intervention conducted by

unwanted friends and family

concerned my binge

may be eating at my brain

and leaving my heart intact

and in control of my cognition.

But I say indulge, fool,

or die sober;

all’s fair in never trying.

And I say indulge, fool,

or die parched

and wanting.

SAKPoetry

 

Ok, re-read it. Maybe even several times. I did.

  • As you read this, what thoughts went through your head?
  • What imaginations were conjured up between your ears?
  • Is there an addiction you fear to indulge?
  • Do you have an indulgence which has become an addiction?
  • In the light of ‘the meaning of life’ can we really say that we indulge addictions or are we simply addicted to indulging?
  • Is there such a thing as too much of a good thing?
  • What does it mean to die parched and wanting?
  • What emphasis does this put on the hear and now?
  • Would you rather live forever or live a short life … if you are dead inside?
  • Indulge the experience of being, feed it to the point of addiction … or die parched and wanting.

How may we have heard this before?

It’s better to have loved and lost than to never have loved at all. Just the experience is worth the pain. Some have said, no pain no gain. What do we gain from experience? What do we lose from not having it? Find an addiction and feed it… who says you have to be like everyone else, or what they pretend to be. Look what it did for MoTeresa… her addiction to sadism, oppression, and loathing secured her spot in history. I don’t know that  your addiction to growing Petunias will work quite as well, but give it a try. Who am I to tell anyone what kind of monkey they should have on their back.

What are your thoughts?

The Virtues of Harlots

myatheistlife:

My readers should know by now that I like the unexpected… the odd… Here is a bit of it

Originally posted on The Arkside of Thought:

*Revised…

She reviewed my
life as she looked past empty
pizza boxes,
Chinese food tin
holding unwrapped American dreams,

and she crinkled her nose
at faint whispers
of gin, cigar smoke and
semen
dancing on the halcyon air.

Tired eyes, oceans of
disgust,
favored her latest 
prison. I
imagined she felt the same

sting of loneliness I did
—perhaps she did—
but really it was the heavy
scent of garlic and onion
further twisting her

already wasted
beauty. Ringlets of
strawberry-blonde
hair bounced
up, down,

merrily oblivious
to my obnoxious
reality as she began unbuttoning her
blouse. “I just want to talk,”
I breathed through my disgrace.

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Chemists show life on Earth was not a fluke

myatheistlife:

How long before we hear apologists claiming that is how their god designed it?

Originally posted on digger666:

biomoleculesvia Chemists show life on Earth was not a fluke.

How life came about from inanimate sets of chemicals is still a mystery. While we may never be certain which chemicals existed on prebiotic Earth, we can study the biomolecules we have today to give us clues about what happened three billion years ago.

Now scientists have used a set of these biomolecules to show one way in which life might have started. They found that these molecular machines, which exist in living cells today, don’t do much on their own. But as soon as they add fatty chemicals, which form a primitive version of a cell membrane, it got the chemicals close enough to react in a highly specific manner.

This form of self-organisation is remarkable, and figuring out how it happens may hold the key to understanding life on earth formed and perhaps how it might form…

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That Meaning Of Life Thing … Did You Really Mean To Say That?

As you might know, I asked my readers to comment on what they thought the meaning of life is. I got some interesting answers though it would appear that I don’t have too many ‘believer’ readers lately. Such is life.

I wanted to get a feel for what my readership thought of the meaning of life question before posting. I suppose that is odd or somehow paranoid, but it struck me as the right thing to do at the time. Such feelings have not always been a good guide for me but I thought I’d give it another chance.

As it turns out, it was an interesting response. There were several joke or humorous responses, of course.

tildeb: There’s only one answer: 42, silly.

And then my preacher friend says:

Surely the meaning of life is explained by different people in different ways, it all depend on what they want to get out of life.

If you think about that for a bit you can take it several ways. I find it interesting that a believer would view ‘the meaning of life’ as a meta statement about what we might want to get out of life. I’m sure that he meant this in respect of people wanting eternal bliss with skydaddy, but it has a deeper meaning in that it specifically implies subjective reality rather than objective reality.

What the hell, go on, tell me what YOU think already

Several commenters rightfully pointed out that meaning is a poor way to phrase things. Life as value, purpose, and meaning, not simply meaning. We humans like to conflate the three but they are very different.

heretherebespiders said:

Seems to me that the only meaning of life is to make more life. I suppose that brings up other questions: why bother expending all that energy on making something that has to expend energy to make something that expends energy making something… so on and so on, ad infinitum. Maybe the answer to that question is the real meaning of life?

It is true of all species on this one planet that the purpose of life is to create more life. Evolution may have created life at some point that is not hell bent or creating more of its kind, but they did not survive for us to observe. So it would seem that evolutionarily the purpose of humans is to make more humans. This endeavor, on it’s own, does not seem to have any purpose beyond propagating the species. Having more of one species or other does not imply a deeper meaning of any kind.

If we address value we dive straight in at the deep end of subjective morals and value propositions.

Purpose seems solid as nothing more than propagating the species. Value seems only subjective. What then is meaning, especially in the context of life or existence?

The word meaning implies a causal relationship, that we exist for a purpose not readily apparent to the casual observer. Meaning implies a chain of causal relationships of which existence on this planet is but one. That further implies that we exist somehow before and after this life. This, to me, means that the very concept of meaning is based on failed logic. There can be no ‘meaning’ without a chain of causal relationships. We have no credible evidence for such a chain nor any credible reason to believe that such a chain exists.

Without such a chain we exist simply because our parents were driven to procreate by the hormones in their bodies. Some of us truly are here by accident. Most of us simply don’t want to die before we have to. We do not approach life thinking that we are supposed to have x, y, and z without causing problems. This and other things tell us that we are here, no explanation. An explanation would show the chain of causal events.

Determinists are certain they understand the causal events, yet have no explanation for them.. therefore, they too have no meaning for life. In fact nobody does. There are those that will offer anecdotal stories of what they value and try to tell you that is what the meaning of life is… but it is not a shared experience or understanding.

We can show that life or existence in general has a purpose and subjective value but we have no way to assign meaning to the life we know. Life or existence has no meaning. Meaning then must be a subjective evaluation of life as it runs on the simulator in our heads.

I can only conclude that there is no objective or even universal meaning to life or existence. Those that believe in determinism will see this as true. Nihilists will see this as true. Does that mean that everyone else is fooling themselves?

There are those that say the meaning of life is friends and family – which is nothing more than purpose as stated above. Everyone else that seems to claim meaning for life or existence bases it on a belief in god or gods. One might then wrongly say that without god life has no meaning. The reality is that life has no meaning with or without a belief in god(s).

So how does one live life if there is no meaning? Just like you did before when you thought there was meaning except that you don’t blame everything on magic. Life just is. Existence just is. You don’t have to enjoy it, you just have to experience it. Try to make the best of it. Experience stuff. That sounds a lot like YOLO thinking but it’s not. What your life affords you to experience will be different than mine, but experience just the same. Try to live in the moment, in the awe of even being able to understand that you exist and that at any given moment, somewhere in the universe there is a star exploding with more energy than you can probably imagine. Why we are here does not matter. That we are here does. We didn’t ask to be on this amusement ride so make the most of it while you are here. Existence is guaranteed for those that can read this, so is the end of existence.

As it turns out, it’s just a ride…

 

 

What Is The Meaning Of Life?

It’s a catchy title and an even more intriguing question.

I’m going to post on this topic but I wanted to see if any of my readers would like to comment before hand.

 

Please comment, let us know what the meaning of life is.

Religion Is Like A Buffet…

myatheistlife:

This is not just true… it is more than religious people can stand to know.

Originally posted on Thinking out loud:

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I am an atheist…

myatheistlife:

I couldn’t have said it better…. awesome

Originally posted on Okazaki Fragments:

I am an atheist, out and out. It took me a long time to say it. I’ve been an atheist for years and years, but somehow I felt it was intellectually unrespectable to say one was an atheist, because it assumed knowledge one didn’t have. Somehow it was better to say one was a humanist or an agnostic. I finally decided that I’m a creature of emotion as well as reason. Emotionally I am an atheist. I don’t have the evidence to prove that God doesn’t exist, but I so strongly suspect he doesn’t that I don’t want to waste my time.

What a lovely quote from Isaac Asimov. It speaks to an atheism that springs from honesty. I grew up among people of faith, and one of the things they value most is sincerity: empty religion is no religion at all, and even has the smell of the devil…

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