You're not piloting a bone mech, you are it.
It feels like you're behind your face looking out into the world but once you pay close attention and look for what's looking you'll discover there's nothing there. There's no "you" in a sense that there's someone behind the wheel. There's just consciousness. It feels like something to be. A subjective experience.
WHERE IS THE PAINLESS OFF BUTTON!?
Pain is mandatory, suffering is optional.
That's called a massive dose of opiates. You are highly unlikely to reboot after complete shutdown, so it's generally not recommended.
well if you wanna go deeper then we are just processes running on a bio computer that's our brain and nervous system.
or if you wanna go deeper we are just a bunch of DNA that wants to replicate and spread.
I like to spread my DNA without replicating it.
Fuck yeah spread it
In other words I’m a mistake of evolution.
(Jk all the other shit humanity has done to destroy the planet and allow 100 people to have half of the world’s wealth are the mistakes.)
we are just processes running on a bio computer that’s our brain and nervous system.
We're processes running on two bio computers, one of which is actively suppressed by the other. That's our brain and nervous system.
Go deep.
We're just a clump of stuff that is constantly fighting against the entropy of the universe, man.
And if you go really deep matter itself moves to form organized organic compounds that reproduce and grow in complexity under stable physical processes.
pretty shitty meat armor, might i add.
It's pretty amazing that it can self mend
I've managed to outlive many computer systems because they can't self mend.
It breaks a lot
And leaks a lot
Also has a few exhaust problems
yeah, the methane output on some models is just insane.
So if gut bacteria have a serious influence on the brain's behavior, does that make us cyborgs driving a mech?
Source https://jneuroinflammation.biomedcentral.com/articles/10.1186/s12974-020-1705-z
It makes us an ECOSYSTEM!
We’re not really “human” we”re more like… … a planet.
or a forest, at least (soil, mycelium, roots, microbes, ferns, shrubs, squirrels, trees, clouds, rain, rivers…)
(imho)
My vessel is an ecosystem..... you could really get use to saying that lol
This opinion is beautiful and I will now choose to follow it. It almost makes one feel a kinship with the eyelash mites.
Then why I die from liver failure.
Every death is just brain damage. Now that can be either caused by physical trauma or (more commonly) oxygen stops reaching the brain for one reason or another. Oh and I guess sometimes a virus or a tumor invades the brain and eats up most of it.
I’m 14 and this blew my mind
I call my blood balloon stick mech The Vessel.
The Vessel is fucked up, but the spirit piloting the mess is doing great.
Our being is just a brain and a nervous system. Our body is just a space suit
Goes more abstract than that. Our being is the unique interconnected pattern we all have of billions of firing neurons. Erase the pattern and you erase the human and make them a blank slate infant again. We are just software.
TLDR; We are the entire universe pretending to be an individual.
I like where you are going with it, but I think it’s more crazy than that. It seems that the idea of self/individual is an illusion. We think of our self’s as just our brain. But we are much more than that. There is an inter connectivity between our brain and the rest of our body that science is now just starting to understand. On top of that, we have everything else outside our body that we need to survive/can influence our health and train of thought.
As an example, think of all the things you can/can’t control with your body. Heart rate, digestion, fighting off infections, what mood you are in, etc.
This is where breath work in yoga/meditating comes in. It’s the most obvious example of a physiological process that is involuntary but also voluntary. Focus on that, and you can start blur the boundary between self and other.
So the question is, “where do “I” end, and where does “everything else” begin”?
Turns out that there is no solid or non-subjective answer to that.
It’s almost as if our ideas of “self” are an illusion in order to birth the evolutionary advantageous behavior of being social.
Anyway…I’m starting to feel the edible… have a great Labor Day!
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I dunno. Organic space suit implies that the nervous system could survive independently of it. But it can't.
You need to get blood to the brain, so you need a heart. That blood needs oxygen so you need lungs. You need some way of getting energy to these systems, so you need a digestive system, which starts at your lips and forms a frighteningly long tunnel that ends at your butt. Now you're introducing weird shit to your blood beyond just oxygen so you need a few systems to keep the blood clean. Now you've got all kinds of different needs and so you have other orgasms to keep those organs alive and functioning. Oh and because your blood is also alive, it dies and you need a way to make more. Quite efficiently this is done in your bones. But for the sake of argument let's say this is possible without the bones themselves.
I'd say the space suit starts at the immune system, and ends at the skin, which is really an extension of the immune system but there's muscle in there. You could, theoretically, survive without any muscle or skin, or even an immune system in a clean environment, as long as you had a way to obtain calories and Oxygen independently. Though going to the bathroom would be hard.
You can't really live without a space suit. That's why you wear the space suit in the first place.
Maybe if we moved to an environment more suitable to our nervous system, we wouldn't need our meat suit.
We are just quarks in a void doing whatever we want.
What's the line from Cruelty Squad? "I am a meat automaton animated by neurotransmitters?"
But where are you really? Behind your eyes? We become aware of sensations in the body but how can they be above or below us? The sensory data just is, there's no place we receive it from, it just appears and then disappears. Any label we put on this is just a convenient conceptual overlay that attempts to make sense of it and give it meaning. There is no meaning, only emptiness.
The title sounds like carrot weather
I mean. The motors are meat to. You would die without your skin but if you did not you could still move technically but the bones won't do anything on their own.