How do I know you're real? (No idiots please....please)

[Jase]

I'll be the first to tell you that I don't exist.

<bend your noodle around that one for a second>

[CharlotteBeer.com]

<bend your noodle around that one for a second>

That's what she said.

[Scrumtrilescent]

Is someone taking their first College philosophy/theory of knowledge class? It's interesting stuff for sure, but easy to argue against.

There's a great South Park episode about this.

[davos]

Real or not, ride what your given (whatever "it" is and feels like) and have some productive fun. In other words, might as well have fun on this roller coaster regardless of what it is or if you find out what it is

[theedaddy]

yup, my first beer yaadaa yasdadaaa. does falling tree make a nosie? does the moon exist if no one looks at it? ive gotten lost in this type of stuff for years. just stay away, more and more questions.

so it was said, when Columbus landed, the indians didnt see his ship. only the medicine man could, cause he believe in it.

it mainlys deals with your brain. you see with it, not your eyes. its able to store, dream, and process massive amount of data. its comes back to the greatness unknow lefted in human history.

there is even growing belief, that this all could be one big video game someone is playing form the future. once you find out all the laws, rules, and what governs "life" on earth. program all the data into a super computer form the future and wala here it is.

my grammar skills fail me, so no more going form here, but this thread is serious lacking philosoraptor.

[theedaddy]

I love talking philosophy

Don't degree's in philosophy lead to a lot of other fields? I know a lot of lawyers have philosophy degrees.

[ItsNotGonnaBeAlright]

I think I'm as real as you think you are.

[Snake]

But then the machines would be real.

But in his first post he considered AI to not be "real". Thus nothing is real. Now if real=matter. You would be right.

[ItsNotGonnaBeAlright]

intelligence, perception, interaction, understanding, memory....none of these are proper quantifiers of what is and what isn't reality.

[The Pieyed Piper]

I always thought you were supposed to do hallucinogens to find out you exist...or is it to find out you don't exist? Damn, will need to do some more to figure this out...again.

[The Pieyed Piper]

You don't die, you just move on.

This might be the inbetween...and we are waiting to move forward or go back....kind of like Parcheesi.

[The Pieyed Piper]

[The Pieyed Piper]

Raoul Duke: We had two bags of grass, seventy-five pellets of mescaline, five sheets of high-powered blotter acid, a saltshaker half-full of cocaine, and a whole galaxy of multi-colored uppers, downers, screamers, laughers... Also, a quart of tequila, a quart of rum, a case of beer, a pint of raw ether, and two dozen amyls. Not that we needed all that for the trip, but once you get into locked a serious drug collection, the tendency is to push it as far as you can. The only thing that really worried me was the ether. There is nothing in the world more helpless and irresponsible and depraved than a man in the depths of an ether binge, and I knew we'd get into that rotten stuff pretty soon.

Raoul Duke: How long could we maintain? I wondered. How long until one of us starts raving and jabbering at this boy? What will he think then? This same lonely desert was the last known home of the Manson family; will he make that grim connection when my attorney starts screaming about bats and huge manta rays coming down on the car? If so, well, we'll just have to cut his head off and bury him somewhere, 'cause it goes without saying that we can't turn him loose. He'd report us at once to some kind of outback Nazi law enforcement agency and they'll run us down like dogs. Jesus, did I say that? Or just think it? Was I talking? Did they hear me?

Raoul Duke: fug, you've gone completely sideways, man.

Dr. Gonzo: It's okay. He's just admiring the shape of your skull.

Dr. Gonzo: As your attorney, I advise you to drive at top speed, it'll be a god damn miracle if we can get there before you turn into a wild animal.

Raoul Duke: [waving a flyswatter behind Gonzo's head] Pig fuger, pig fuger, pig fuger, pig fuger, pig fuger, pig fuger, pig fuger!

Dr. Gonzo: [oblivious] Are you ready for that? Checking into a Vegas hotel under a phony name with intent to commit capital fraud and a head full of acid? I sure hope so.

Raoul Duke: Finish the fuging story man! What happened? What about the glands?

[lightsout]

I'm kind of impressed, Huddlers. A pretty nifty thread derailment WITHOUT Salty...then we kind of got back on course. Good job! :thumbsup: