I’m trying to find the two wheeled terror one
Anyway back to the argument at hand, love as a concept is a spectrum like hate, has it ever been proven that love can be infinite? Surely it’s finite at a certain point, no? What about hate? If they aren’t unfinite, then how can they be the opposites of zero?
human emotions, famously something that can be quantified into numbers
HATE? HATE? HATE??
LET ME TELL YOU HOW MUCH I’VE COME TO HATE YOU EVER SINCE I BEGAN TO LIVE
In the hypothetical we are god, just imagine we have ascended to the god realm
human emotions, famously something that can be quantified into numbers by god
As god it’s our duty to make sure this argument is stretched to the most ridiculous points as possible and to extend bad analogies to force ever increasingly bad arguments
Well we can do it because we are god, if we couldn’t we wouldn’t be god, tbis might or might not result in humans behaving more robotic but who cares
Anyway, can robot humans (the new humans after we made them feel emotions differently) able to comphrend infinite love?
well now were going to run into the omnipotence paradox
If we ignore it we won’t though
ignorance, famously a healthy way of dealing with problems
Very glad you agree with me there arlas
Anyway, this reminds me of a conversation I was having with one of my good friends Orville. We were having a nice picnic one day. I believe it was summer? Oh, perhaps it was… was it the fall? Yes, yes, it was the fall because the leaves had turned already. But I said to Orville, I- I says, “Orville, I have a story to tell you.” And Orville looked at me, you know, kind of odd and- and said, “Well what’s it about?” I- I said to him, “Not every story has to be about something Orville. Sometimes a person just wants to talk, why does it have to be a story?” I said to him. He just looked at me and he said, “Well y-y-you said you had a story.” You know, he was quite right, I did in fact. I told him I had a story. I suppose if a person just wants to talk, it’s best to not announce that you’re tellin’ a story. Tellin’ a story does come with its own pressures and expectations I- I suppose. After all, if you’re just talking to a friend then, there’s no more expectations then if you were talking into the wind. Words… by themselves are not expected to carry… aren’t expected to stick. But if, you know if you announce that you’re tellin’ a story well then… there better be a point to it all. No one wants to sit and listen to someone ramble on and on and on with absolutely no end in sight. So, you know, it’s- it’s good to be mindful that when you tell someone that you’re about to tell a story, that you have something to say. Tellin’ someone that you’re gonna tell a story is tantamount to asking them to stop what they’re doing, and pay attention. You’re basically saying “hey, hey, hey buddy, stop everything, stop what you’re thinking, I have a solution to everything.” And well, I didn’t really have any story to tell. In- in hindsight I probably just misspoke when I said that I had a story. I think it would’ve just been better to tell Orville that I had something to tell him rather than tell him that I had a story, but you know e- even then it might’ve put too much importance on the whole thing. Either way it was quite a nice day. I remember, I remember that we were drinking tea.
At 9pm EST I’m going to pretend like this never ever happened
sounds good
im gonna go to dinner with some friends so i might not be there to change it
if you’re still at dinner at 9 est then damn you’ve got better friends than i do
