like… idk how to explain it… I didn’t exist, but these two people just decided: hmm you know what, lets make another one that’s half me half you

One moment I didn’t exist, then like I sort of exist for 9 months in limbo between the realm of non-living to the living realm, then finally full existence (but I have no memories of infancy, does that really count as existing?)

What the heck.

I think I’m having another existential crisis lol

How is consciousness even possible?

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    ha… most humans are accidentally created by our own animal lust. its why contraceptives are so popular

    i like to think of consciousness as an emergent behavior of a complex system… a bunch of parts work together and as a sort of side effect a system is generated using the sum of those parts…

    its like building a car… no individual piece can ‘do’ anything… but out it all together and the emergent system can move stuff… no individual piece can be called “car”

    that we think consciousness is some divine, spirit based thing is absolute narcissistic bullshit.

    all religions are man made. every person who believes in god does so because another human told him so. faith is trust in that human, not some deity… and people are liars

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    “I think, therefore I am.”

    If you can wonder what happened, it’s proof that the thing happened.

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    If you’re not in a permanent state of existential crisis, you are not paying attention.

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    If you played Nier Automata, there’s a line/concept about ‘meaningless code’. The characters in the game are just androids. 1s and 0s, yet we care about the characters.

    We are all just meat sacks roaming around, yet we still care about those meat sacks. I just met you as a username. A bunch of characters on a screen. Yet I’m treating that bunch of characters as a human being, and talking to them.

    And if you like the odds of you exsisting, the graphic novel Watchmen also has a great chapter about that.