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i dont understand people who only sleep with one pillow

I don’t understand you either.

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“But doctors talk about cells as if they had such unlimited importance all by themselves. As if they didn’t really belong to the person that has them. I grew my own body. Nobody else did it for me. So if I grew it, I must have known how to grow it. Unconsciously, at least. I may have lost the conscious knowlege of how to grow it sometime in the last few hundred thousand years, but the knowledge is still there, because - obviously - I’ve used it … It would take quite a lot of meditation and emptying out to get the whole thing back - I mean the conscious knowledge - but you could do it if you wanted to. If you opened up wide enough.”

—Teddy, J. D. Salinger 

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o_O ???? I suppose that because consciousness is still something of an open-ended question, the notion that an organism could have ever had er… gene-level, or deeper consciousness is not impossible. But what would that even mean?

Whoa, I was actually responding to this like it was a real assertion, torn between giving it undue credence and leaving it untouched, until I realized it was J.D. Salinger, and this must have come from one of his books…

So, I’ve never read Teddy, just looked it up though and it sounds intriguing.

At first, when I saw this, it just sounded laughingly absurd. But then, really, what is consciousness and how did the speaker intend it? As consciousness is usually defined, only the organism is conscious, not the pieces that make up the organism. To look at it another way, our eyes see without seeing, it’s our minds that really see; whereas the eyes are just a video conduit. Even if we could be aware of the physical and chemical processes underway in our bodies on a daily basis on a cellular or gene-level, perhaps even protein-level or even deeper on the level of dna, rna, etc…, what sort of processing power would that take to keep up with that on a real-time conscious level?

Anyway, how did the speaker intend it? Probably not in a self-omniscient way… Would it be possible to ‘remember’ our ‘creation’ if sought in sufficient isolation and precision? Even if you were ‘conscious’, that wouldn’t necessarily entail understanding.

:hulithink

“Laughingly absurd”.. Heh.  I’m not familiar with ‘Teddy’ either, but I believe in this assertion, no matter if it was meant as a feeling, a spiritual prescription, or a scientific concept.

I believe in aiuas or something like it and being able to think things into being (Card, 1996).  I believe in the physics of Michael Valentine Smith and the ability to materialize and manipulate through empathy (Heinlein, 1961).  I believe in the power of thought and the collective consciousness.  A trout probably cannot perceive the macarena, and there’s a lot that a human cannot (typically, currently) perceive that is nonetheless out there, and to which someone is dancing.

Would it be possible to ‘remember’ our ‘creation’ if sought in sufficient isolation and precision?

Yes. But necessarily in our current plain of consciousness/evolution.  I.e. I believe the information is out there, and I believe we could access it but are not equipped/of the mindset to do so. Essentially, Plato’s cave.

Even if you were ‘conscious’, that wouldn’t necessarily entail understanding

Same thing. Does a snail, moseying about an indoor potted plant, recognize that the Simpsons is on when someone turns on the TV?  They might (?) perceive a change in light or temperature, but the details and implications of those changes (if perceived) are either simply irrelevant or at least so complex to their usual scope of existence that it is not real to them at all.  I am belittling the snail or calling us snails; just trying to convey what I perceive to be a nature of our relationship with knowledge and the universe.

Random facts about yourself:

1. I’ve always considered myself to have a natural frown; I know when I’m older I’ll have wrinkles that reflect that.  I’m still surprised when people describe me as an always happy and cheerful person; I wonder if I’ll have wrinkles to reflect that as well.

2. I have always cried easily at movies, books, tv shows, plays, and some memories and songs.  But I’ve never learned how to cry on cue.

3. I tend to automatically smile at others, whether they’re smiling at me or not.  I appreciate when people smile at me.  I’m shy.

4. I was born in Kuala Lumpur.  My favorite things about Malaysia are my cousins.

5. I like the number 13. I always (often) catch the clock at 11:11. I was not taught fractions nor long division in gradeschool. (A lot of important stuff gets taught in 5th grade.)

6. Since childhood, I always had difficulty falling asleep — up until roughly two years ago.  Now I fall asleep easily.  I still have difficulty getting myself to go to bed at night, though.

7. I am really bad at naps.  A 20-minute nap for me inevitably becomes a 3-5 hour nap, by which point it’s usually dark out and I may as well sleep until morning.  However, sleeping outside in the grass is entirely different; a few minutes of sleep there feels like several wonderful hours of rest.

8. When I was born, my dad called his mother to let her know she had a new granddaughter and to ask her to ship over his copy of Lord of the Rings; he read them all to me before I was a year old, and read them with me again when I was older and could read on my own.

9. There used to be a mole on my head.  I have a vaccination scar on my left shoulder; I used to think it was a birthmark that I shared with my mom.  I’ve always liked it.

10. I hold doors open.  I’m very appreciative when others hold doors open for me.

11. I’m eating cookie dough ice cream right now.

12. I hum. It’s often unconscious (I think it’s best then, because when you’re unconscious you don’t go out of tune or forget how the song goes), but I’m learning to do it upon request.

13. I love mushrooms. I think they go with everything (pizza, salad, soups, burgers, grilled cheese sandwiches, lasagna).  I find this also to be true with cheese.  

re: littlemiss

STUV!

    S
    - Song: One? That’s completely unreasonable.  This week probably something by The Rescues or Josh Ritter or The Last Five Years soundtrack.
    - Shoe size: 6.5-7.5 range.
    - Sushi: Spicy tuna roll, spicy crunchy tuna roll (recently discovered), california roll. But I always prefer straight sashimi (the fish minus the rice).
    - Skipped school:  Certainly. Not much in grade school, but as necessary. 
    - Slept outside: In a tent, in a car, and out in grass.  Happily when possible without being eaten to death by bugs.
    - Seen a dead body?: Hm. Yes. My grandfather. New Year’s eve.
    - Smoked?: I’ve tried it. It never did anything for me.
    - Skinny dipped?: Maybe a jacuzzi a while back, but not pool/lake/sea/+.
    - Shower daily?: Not if I can help it.  If I’ve sweat alot (which I am not prone to) or my hair needs the wash, then it’s worthwhile.
    - Sing well?: Not anymore. Once upon a time, but apparently that is long gone. Doesn’t stop me from serenading myself, though. This is probably also true for my rapping skills.  But apparently my humming is appreciated.
    - In the shower?: Of course I sing in the shower.  Excellent place for singing, thinking, remembering, and also for washing one’s hair.
    - Swear?: Rarely in front of people, but I’ll curse to myself when I’m particularly annoyed at something.  Took me many years to become remotely comfortable with swearing.
    - Stuffed Animals?: A few key favorites over the years.  I keep 2-3 for various reasons.
    - Single/Group dates: The specific people make a much bigger difference than the number of them at a time.  Also really depends on where/what the date is.
    - Strawberries/Blueberries: Yes please on both counts, and their many friends.  Blueberries are easier to eat whole by themselves; strawberries are better with cake and icecream.
    - Scientists need to invent: Human teleportation; I love travelling but dislike all modes of transportation (in more than small doses).

    T
    - Time for bed: My sleeping schedule was always a wreck, but I’m generally close to 10:40pm-12:30am nowadays.  I prefer to get to bed on the early side, but I’m still not so great at accomplishing that.
    - Thunderstorms: Lovely, as long as I didn’t particularly need to use my computer.  These are especially marvelous over a lake (appreciating from indoors or a deck).
    - Touch your tongue to your nose?:  Never.  I don’t conceive of ever accomplishing this, and I think that’s completely reasonable.

    U
    - Unpredictable: Me? Sometimes, I think. I think I’ve also become more predictable over time; I do not consider this a particular problem to me—yet. 
    - Under the influence?: After a respectable number of drinks?  I’m influenced by many things, many of them defined in childhood.
    - Understanding?: For the most part I think I am; I think it’s very important to try.

    V
    - Vegetable you hate: Things that are especially tricky to chew (the kind you can chew and chew and they never quite disintegrate properly for swallowing).
    - Vegetable you love: I consider these all generally “vegetables” because they would all be welcome in a vegetable soup/salad/vegetarian curry/etc.: carrots, mushrooms, potatoes baby spinach, eggplant, avocado.
    - Vacation spot: One place? Home. One more? S.E.Asia.  But I’m still waiting for my trip to Barcelona.

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bruised - jack’s mannequin

stan- eminem

when it all falls apart- the veronicas.

this is why we don’t have nice things- day at the fair

Chemicals -Tigers Jaw

omg STAN-EMINEM ME TOO WUTDAHELL I WAS ALMOST TOO EMBARRASSED TO SAY.

For Blue Skies- Strays Don’t Sleep

Fix You - Coldplay

into dust— mazzy star.

Sodom South Georgia, Iron & Wine

turn to stone - ingrid michaelson

find a way- A tribe called quest

Asleep - The Smiths

toss up between sail on by the mountain goats and the world spins madly on by the weepies!

Oh How the Years Go By by Amy Grant, and Baby Mine (Dumbo soundtrack)