Confusing philosophical thought.

  • OMGdanielle
    17 years ago

    So, sometimes i think too much. and i overanalyze things. and i come up with things like this.

    what if there is really no such thing as love, or anger, or any kind of emotion? no such thing as god and the devil [or whatever your religion is, your god is], there's no such thing as any of that? no fate, destiny, blah blah, all we really are is just these creatures that are simply meant to be born, survive long enough to reproduce, and then die? and all of these things like destiny and love and emotions are just thing's we've made up a long time ago, and now it's such a believeable tale and it's so ingrained in society that we all truly believe it exists? and if im right, why did we make this up? why do we seem to need to have these things? am i just rambling? does this make sense to anyone? if it doesn't, just lock it. but if it makes ANY sense at all please comment.

  • firexdancer
    17 years ago

    I think like that sometimes too.
    like as if we're just another species of animal, we think we're better than everyone else cause we have feelings, but really it's just instincts that take us over.
    idk if that's what you meant but that's what i think sometimes.

  • Selfrejected
    17 years ago

    We are greater than everyone else. We're living gods. We're just to stupid to believe it.

  • OMGdanielle
    17 years ago

    Gabriella, thats sorta what i was getting at.

  • Im So OVER IT
    17 years ago

    There is no way I could think that way. Shoot I believe in God and thats all I am going to say

  • Alex Marlatt
    17 years ago

    We would be greater... yet lesser than we are now.

    Without emotion a person would never desire more. And thus humanity would never have conflict with itself.

    Yet without love what's the point to life? We'd just be empty shells. The empty shells that were never fired on the field of battle.

    With out religion man would never look upon his brother and try to force his beliefs on him in the misguided belief that he was saving him. With out that catalyst then war and hatred and lingering bitterness would never tear humanity apart.

    Without desire for more we'd never try to become better than ourselves. We would be meaningless.

  • Simon
    17 years ago

    ^ very good answer