Lumus
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I see a few posts have generated regarding specific scenarios meant to measure the validity of free will and/or determinism. I'd like to toss another overview into the arena, if I may: I once indulged in philosophical discussion in a roleplay venue, using an old and dear character who is now neatly six feet under. The persona was meant to be void of morals [or free, if you like], and was drawn into a debate on "fate versus choice" by another "good" or moral character. Thinking in the veins of the persona I had taken upon myself, I came up with the following argument: "When you speak of choice, you presume that we control our destiny. If that is the case, and we earn our own consequences, then true freedom is mine, not yours. You live by a 'code' that dictates what you may do, and accept the meager rewards that you are given. I do only as I please, for my own pleasure, and reap the same rewards, if not greater ones. We seem similar on the surface, but the very code that you use to define yourself limits your actions - makes them 'safe'. No such code binds me. I am free...you are not. "When you speak of destiny, you presume that our fate hangs before us, pretermined, that all the endless paths are mapped out and we are merely wanderers on roads already paved. If this is so, then any choice we make is already made for us. The consequences are already meted out, and hang before us, in our temporal blind spot - the future. Thus, I am still free, and you are not...as my destiny takes me to what I most desire, and your desires are constrained still within the scope of your moral vision. "We are not gods, nor would I wish it so, for the tiresome burden of attending to mortals is not to my tastes...and you are hardly competent. The truth of fate and choice is not my concern, only my desires, and their fulfillment. If my choices, made by me, or made by some invisible puppeteer [or bricklayer, for who else would make our predestined paths?] bring me to my desires, then I am fulfilled either way. I am content, and unfettered. You are merely a slave. "Do you still pity me...?" Needless to say, the other player was quite flustered and annoyed with this little speech, and as was common with these two personas, weapons were drawn and curses muttered. That was the other redeeming epiphany I had - that those who cannot refute you with words, yet are convinced you are wrong, will resort to violence because they have no other option. Sorry for wandering a bit off the beaten path there, but I think the story holds a few interesting perspectives, in a humourous [if arrogant!] vein.
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<Talk to educate; listen to learn.> ~ the other half of "L&L" ~ I have been dubbed the Rainmaker. Do not make me take your water for my tribe.
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