Racial differences...

[Philippus Flavius Homovallumus]

I have this hierarchy in my mind. A pidgeon over a cockroach. A cat over a bird. An ape over a cat.

I do stop there. There is more glory in being a rising ape than a fallen angel.

On the other hand, only Angels know when they are fallen. Self-awareness is an extraordinary gift.

[Seamus Fermanagh]

On the other hand, only Angels know when they are fallen. Self-awareness is an extraordinary gift.

Amen I say to you, Amen.

[Louis VI the Fat]

On the other hand, only Angels know when they are fallen. Self-awareness is an extraordinary gift.

I see this as trying to climb back onto the tree, back to the nest, to relieve oneself of responsibility.

Is there, in all of the world's thousand's of religious tales, a story more glorious than that of the monkey that dared to leave the shelter of the trees. That saw the wide open plains, and ventured out there. That erected itself, that he could gaze upon the horizon and see the stars?
The microscope is my temple, discovering the very matter we are made of. The telescope, gazing at the very origin of the universe, is my cathedral, soaring upwards to the heavens.

What glory to the man who dares to let go of his mother's hand, dares to let go of master and god, who stands tall, walks proud and upright!

[Philippus Flavius Homovallumus]

That saw the wide open plains, and ventured out there. That erected itself, that he could gaze upon the horizon and see the stars?

Why does man look up at an empty sky? What other creature does that?

[Louis VI the Fat]

There are more things in heaven and earth, Philipus, than are dreamt of in your philosophy.*


The heavens are not empty, once devoid of almighty beings, these illusory projections of oneself, these mirrors and mirages.

The heavens, once freed, are vast, rich, overwhelming. Enobling.


*Contrary to dominant - but in my opinion, unforgivably mistaken - tradition, here with the emphasis on 'your'.

[A Nerd]

If I may interject, I had to, smelled philosophy...

Imagination is God, if you beleive in it than it is true. Infinate wisdom and possibility is a reality if you reach out to the extended hand of thought.

Continue now, I hope I didn't derail the thread! :)

[Louis VI the Fat]

If I may interject, I had to, smelled philosophy...

Imagination is God, if you beleive in it than it is true. Infinate wisdom and possibility is a reality if you reach out to the extended hand of thought.

Continue now, I hope I didn't derail the thread! :)

Would you be awfully disappointed if I'd say that one who conflates imagination with reality suffers from a symptom of Schizophrenia that attempts to make sense within a severe thought disorder?

There are pills for that.



More to the point, different races suffer from schizophrenia at different rates.

[A Nerd]

Would you be awfully disappointed if I'd say that one who conflates imagination with reality suffers from a symptom of Schizophrenia that attempts to make sense within a severe thought disorder?

Every tangible reality begins with a delusional imagination. If one was to say that good fortune and opportunitiy could be achieved just by thinking (imagining) about how to attain it, then I would be proud to have schizophrenia and would refuse the medication some inanimate object told me to take. How did said object develop such a medication however? I guess such delusions of grandgieur are innate.

[Louis VI the Fat]

I was perhaps a tad too cruel.

Reality is in many ways perception of reality. This I agree with. However, if I perceive myself to be a hummingbird and fly off the Eiffel tower in pursuit of nectar, reality has means to prove me otherwise.


More's the better, then, for the existence of the Backroom, where I can perceive myself to be a Richard Leakey, Milton Friedman, Derrida and Habermas alike, undounted by reality's rather more limited means here to prove me otherwise, limited as they are to mere blatant facts to the contrary, which I can stubbornly persist in perceiving not to exist. Bless the human imagination. Maybe there is a benevolent God after all.

I guess such delusions of grandgieur are innate.

I think I shall have little trouble in convincing the regular Backroom visitor that 'innate delusions of grandeur' are more prevalent among certain European races than others.