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"partner in self~inquiry" eh? That is impossible. The self is a solo ride.Any inner voice speaks, unbiden. Introspection by definition, rejects all externaliali
by metalman 2y ago
"partner in self~inquiry" eh?
That is impossible.
The self is a solo ride.Any inner voice speaks, unbiden.
Introspection by definition, rejects all externalialitys.
That said, there is another practice that may be a better fit for what you are describing, and in certain cultures the ultimate expression of this is for one person to put there head on anothers shoulder, as a litteral expression of the idea of I see what you see, which is what friends do for each other, sometimes after great effort, to not just understand something together, but to understand it in the same way.
Or you go the hard route, and ride the beast alone, and know, what you know.
And then there is the test by fire, but even then
and forever, to see a truth is one thing, to hold it is another, but to wake up some other day and have it gone and not know, is still possible, so in a way, it is best to know nothing :)
- 0x6c75636964 2y agoThat was really beautifully said. Thank you. I don't think I dispute anything you say. I deeply recognize the existential isolation you expressed so well. I approached this experiment from the perspective that these models were interesting and possibly useful tools in this (possibly foolish, but most definitely Sisyphean) endeavor, not as shepherds guiding me on the road to self-understanding.
- metalman 2y agotrade "sisyphyean" for iterating and it becomes just a task that you get better at.....and in no way can resent or are burdend by I believe that all effort serves the species, and that all species serve life...,or fail...our burden/blessing is awareness of the last Story time: in the collerado rocky mountanins there are found river boulders high up.on mountain sides, and even sometimes on peaks, no exact evidence exists to explain there presence, but the only plausable scenario is that teams of humans gathered to roll these large stones, UP the mountain....must have been a hellava good time, every inch, a triumph, with spectacular losses sometimes, but for some lost culture, it was a generational quest and testament to there strength , cohesion, and persistance