“It is Monday. Not for pigeons though. For them, it is just another day.”
What is objectivity?
Can objective moral claims be made?
"There is a tree!" - I say.
"I agree, there is!" - you respond.
We agree that it is objectively true and empirically verifiable (you can call your friend and tell them there is a tree, and then they can come and check it out for themselves). Can the same be done for morality?
Lets assume there is a button. If you press this button, there will be no rape committed today (without any consequences, just no rape). Would you press this button?
Could people who do not press this button be categorized as evil? Can't we say they are objectively wrong?
"There are sadists, psychopaths who would not press this button! Ha! I win!" - you say.
There are some people who would not see the tree. The blind, or the psychotic who are hallucinating and so on. We would say they are lacking something. Can't we say the same for the ones who would not press the button?
Moral claims are just expressions of emotions, an emotivist would say. But does it mean objectivity cannot be reached? What is the difference between seeing a tree and strongly feeling something is right or wrong? Aren't both of these things just perceived by us? Don't they just appear in our consciousness? Are sight and other senses more real than feelings? How are senses different than feelings, thoughts, dreams, fantasies? Does objectivity exist at all? Or is everything objective?
““Man suffers only because he takes seriously what the gods made for fun.” - Alan Watts”
“In order to understand another much better never forget counter-transference. If certain people make you feel in one way, they are most likely to make others feel the same way. Pathological behavior will produce negative emotions in all. You will notice it, but if you like another person, you will push it down and not accept it. See their demons, do not run away from it. People are complex, and consist of many different parts. There are some good ones. There must be. There is.”
“i want to see u. and the important word, see. not talk. i just want that body. the primordial forces r so powerful, im willing to forgive the failings of ur personality.”
“Your butt is too tasty for me to forget you.”
You will die.
And all of your life you were just seeking for the love that saves you.
How stupid will you feel in the last moments of your life?
Clown in a circus,
or,
more precisely,
audience member that takes the clown,
and the whole circus,
seriously.
Idiot.
Why does it smell so good after the rain?
Why are we so fucking dull?!
Cities are graves,
populated by zombies.
Looking at their phones.
swiping,
and posting,
and swiping,
and posting.
Trying to boost their fragile fucking egos.
Trying to find love that they can abuse and control,
cause they need to feed those little demons inside,
they are slaves of them.
Order some more takeout.
Subscribe to something.
Again.
We have the same hell,
and the same heaven.
Same demons,
and same angels.
Yet we compete.
Instead of crying together.
For fucking what?
“I will set people free.”