AlexanderOfCremona
AlexanderOfCremona
AlexanderOfCremona
AlexanderOfCremona
"...I too agree that solipsism is the cure to what Rudolf Steiner would call "shallow materialism". Human beings desire God without realizing where to find him, so they build a fetish to see themselves in it. Who else would they know? They will never realize that God is nowhere because in the small elements of reality (i.e. everywhere) we can build the picture of Him. Bit by bit, every single element, even with the help of other elements, will create the picture of God for us to say: I have faith in a God like this, even if I will never see Him whole, I have a picture of Him in my heart, drawn by me, through Him, in Him. Even with all the mistakes that this picture may have, it will serve as a guide to find Him when I will no longer exist."
AlexanderOfCremona
On the Achilles paradox
There are an infinite amount of elements in which you can divide existance.
It's like god is everything (infinite) because everything can be divided into infinite finite elements.
Saying that an infinite amount of steps are required for Achilles to reach the tortoise is understanding that God is infinite, while we are finite (in His infiniteness) so we are unable to make an infinite number of actions, but only through a finite number of actions we will be able to surpass the tortoise, while the elements (which we are made of) will be capable of reaching the tortoise in an infinite number of actions.
Elements are singular, not finite. Their infinite numbers prevents us from knowing these elements, because we are finite.
My guess is that the paradox exists because we don't know of the elements I talked about, while it is solvable because we are finite and everything finite has an end.
AlexanderOfCremona
Think about it: divinely inspired moral codes tell you to feel happiness by delving into your past accomplishments. They tell you: you didn't eat too much yesterday, you gave to the poor, you held less for yourself, and so on and so forth. You achieved so much, without realizing it, for you were focusing on the pain you were inflicting yourself the entire time.
The devil tells you to look into the future instead: how bountiful are the reward of those who steal, who commit sin against nature, who eats and drinks poison to obtain insight. When the time comes, the prize is not there, and you ponder:"Has it ever been there?"
Yet, I wonder, what does teach you of the pleasures of the present? Is the momentary pleasures of memory or flesh worth the toil?