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Dat's Der Bunny!
Join Date: Jul 2006
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The post you linked to is fantastic, I love finding people who in the face of argument will approach it with gusto and good humour
![]() ![]() I wouldn't, however, say that you are going off-topic. The "topic" in itself, is primarily how Forums can reveal interesting information about who we are and how we develop. Surely whether or not our souls are eternal as evident by how we change is an interesting concept? certainly if forums can be used to argue this immortality, it is related, and relevant to the topic by definition of its interest...ing...ness. I have to say though, that I would disagree with you with regards to your reasoning: I was me 4 years ago, 16 years ago, 21 years ago, and I still am me. And yet, everything that is me is different to how it was then. I have grown, and changed, and yet I am still me. If I can grow in such a way, who is to say that my soul cannot too? I think however that you hit the nail right on the head when you said Quote:
Hmm. And now we reach the reason why one should never write a post while thinking about the same ideas. But what about those moments in life, those epiphanies, in which our perspective of ourselves and the world changes? For example, July 2009 I met a group of people who were to change my life forever, and how I saw myself. It's funny, before I met them, I thought I was happy, and that I was totally comfortable with who I was. But when I met that group... it was like I suddenly realised who I actually was, what I liked, what I didn't like, how I acted. It suddenly didn't really matter what other people wanted me to be. I was me, and that's what really mattered. Up until that moment, I hadn't realised just how much of who I was I was suppressing for the benefit of people who thought I should be different to who I was, namely my girlfriend at the time (amusingly enough, i think she wanted me to be who i was but she didn't like who I really was, which resulted in the problems that occurred :P) And yet, as I look back on who I was, I can't detect that suppression at all, I can't "see" myself the way I used to, i can only see myself back then the way I see myself now. Does that mean that there's an intellectual block which means that we literally cannot see ourselves in any way other than the way we see ourselves now? Or does it mean that, deep down, I haven't changed at all?
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