Being confused about identity is a modern existential problem,
my being a golem, but uncertain about what the set of written
instructions in my head says - I stumble on - from washing to
cleaning to sweeping to reading and commenting, confused as
to humanity’s true role in life since some spirituals say it is to
enjoy life as experience, yet the even more enlightened claim
It is to learn lessons and promote one’s self to higher existence
in each successive life - and the most enlightened says that all
our reincarnations take place at the same time - whereas these
Buddhists think it is to die to all feeling, but they might as well cut
out their hearts and replace them with machines - every morning
I’m a golem confronted with a meaningless world and then I start
Assigning meaning to everything I come across and my favourite
meaning is that the world was made to produce Sir Terry Pratchett
to describe the DiscWorld and create a safe place for this golem to
rest her mind after learning about Heidegger and Kant, afterwards
discovering them re-imagined by Pratchett in his many footnotes
explaining how everything is just speculation and that we live in a
Multiverse where the gods-Pantheon on Dunmanifestin is a product
of the non-physical Mind, whether our own Mind within or that of an
Awareness being a force outside the whole 5-sensory-experience…
[Golems: Clay creatures forced to obey the written instructions placed inside their heads]
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