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Purpose.

Wolfnox

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Everything has it. Everything. Not one thing doesn't. The shape of the ground. Position of the clouds. Trees and grass growing where they grow. And people. Even medical conditions. All have purpose. It's truly amazing.:eek::eek:

Conversation piece if anyone wants too.
 
My purpose is to remember how to spell refridgerator without looking it up, but alas, I have failed again.
 
Purpose is an idea in the mind. Purpose is a concept. Outside the drive to continue life, perpetuate lifeforms, rooted in biological chemistry, there is no purpose. Purpose doesn't exist in nature. Show me purpose? There is no such thing, outside the confines of the mind.
 
And the Cats purpose is to decapitate the nearest rodent or bird and eat it's giblets, if you fail to feed it.
 
And the Cats purpose is to decapitate the nearest rodent or bird and eat it's giblets, if you fail to feed it.

Not Potato Cat because we feed Potato Cat and he is a gentle soul. His purpose, obviously is world domination only until he sees the bottom of his bowl. Then one must really consider one's purpose because the world is going to end if it is not remedied.
 
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Yeah cats are gentle. Because you vastly outweight them. Not saying you're fat or anything, lol. But Most animals don't understand, we may be bigger, but we're not necessarily stronger. A big cat or Ape could rip us apart easily, but in jungle we may still be able to scare them off, through bluffing.
 
Yeah cats are gentle. Because you vastly outweight them. Not saying you're fat or anything, lol. But Most animals don't understand, we may be bigger, but we're not necessarily stronger. A big cat or Ape could rip us apart easily, but in jungle we may still be able to scare them off, through bluffing.

Chimpanzees are one of the few species know to actively seek out and eliminate rival troops. Common dolphins have also been known to beat young porpoises to death, too. Weird and morbid facts, yeah...purpose.
 
I can see and feel what all of you are saying, because you are maybe using the word purpose in slightly different ways.

I feel that way too when I lie on my back and look at the sky etc, @Wolfy Smurf. It's an almost spiritual feeling of perfection, e.g. of the cusps in the sand along a beach, the way sunlight slants through leaves in the early morning or late afternoon and makes these lovely luminous shades of green and shows you the handshake between sunlight and plants that sustains life on earth...or the way the curves and islands and changing colours in King George Sound are pure bliss and I am a piece of that wholeness, for my lifetime. So many things like this.

Its beauty and wonder are intrinsically its own but the meaning is what my consciousness makes of it and values about it.

Great topic. And I've never been on a mushroom trip, but apparently my brain has that sort of setting spontaneously. ;)
 
I can see and feel what all of you are saying, because you are maybe using the word purpose in slightly different ways.

I feel that way too when I lie on my back and look at the sky etc, @Wolfy Smurf. It's an almost spiritual feeling of perfection, e.g. of the cusps in the sand along a beach, the way sunlight slants through leaves in the early morning or late afternoon and makes these lovely luminous shades of green and shows you the handshake between sunlight and plants that sustains life on earth...or the way the curves and islands and changing colours in King George Sound are pure bliss and I am a piece of that wholeness, for my lifetime. So many things like this.

Its beauty and wonder are intrinsically its own but the meaning is what my consciousness makes of it and values about it.

Great topic. And I've never been on a mushroom trip, but apparently my brain has that sort of setting spontaneously. ;)

It is a unique perspective. One I enjoy greatly. Purposefully.
 
I can see and feel what all of you are saying, because you are maybe using the word purpose in slightly different ways.

I feel that way too when I lie on my back and look at the sky etc, @Wolfy Smurf. It's an almost spiritual feeling of perfection, e.g. of the cusps in the sand along a beach, the way sunlight slants through leaves in the early morning or late afternoon and makes these lovely luminous shades of green and shows you the handshake between sunlight and plants that sustains life on earth...or the way the curves and islands and changing colours in King George Sound are pure bliss and I am a piece of that wholeness, for my lifetime. So many things like this.

Its beauty and wonder are intrinsically its own but the meaning is what my consciousness makes of it and values about it.

Great topic. And I've never been on a mushroom trip, but apparently my brain has that sort of setting spontaneously. ;)

It is a unique perspective. One I enjoy greatly. Purposefully.
 
I can see and feel what all of you are saying, because you are maybe using the word purpose in slightly different ways.

I feel that way too when I lie on my back and look at the sky etc, @Wolfy Smurf. It's an almost spiritual feeling of perfection, e.g. of the cusps in the sand along a beach, the way sunlight slants through leaves in the early morning or late afternoon and makes these lovely luminous shades of green and shows you the handshake between sunlight and plants that sustains life on earth...or the way the curves and islands and changing colours in King George Sound are pure bliss and I am a piece of that wholeness, for my lifetime. So many things like this.

Its beauty and wonder are intrinsically its own but the meaning is what my consciousness makes of it and values about it.

Great topic. And I've never been on a mushroom trip, but apparently my brain has that sort of setting spontaneously. ;)

It is a unique perspective. One I enjoy greatly. Purposefully.
Purpose is an idea in the mind. Purpose is a concept. Outside the drive to continue life, perpetuate lifeforms, rooted in biological chemistry, there is no purpose. Purpose doesn't exist in nature. Show me purpose? There is no such thing, outside the confines of the mind.

Study human history. Look at the what ifs and what did happen. Eventually you see it over time.
 
What is recognized as "Purpose," is just biochemical electrical impulses in an organism. When volcano at pompei erupted, was its purpose to kill all those roman villagers? how is there purpose in a cloud. An inanimate object cannot have purpose. It's purpose is to transport water? It's one thing to appreciate aesthetics of something. But why ascribe purpose to inanimate things. Unless you believe in animism. That when rock rolls down a hill, it did it "on purpose". And then you could apply that to the universe it self. Which gets into the realm of 'intelligent design.'

All of human history, is just impulses, emotions, fears, joys, pleasure & pain, operant conditioning, instinctual drives. The more intellectual humans, used rationality, logic, mathematics and constructed modern civilization. The more brutal humans kept it in check, perpetuating it through armies, conquests, propaganda.
 
It seems to me that "purpose" implies intent, so what you mean is that "everything is the way it is for a reason," though I'm not sure if that's true either.
 
I like to stand barefoot on summer warm concrete while it rains. I can smell the grass, the earth, even the weird scent of the earthworms (which interestingly enough are nonnative to the US, but introduced as a way to help enrich soils decimated by the Dustbowl.) Textures, muted light, the tangible scent of life, and just the sound of the rain, it is a glass rabbit moment before following in the footsteps of Gene Kelly. Everything is connected, even my weird tangents because my memories of rain have always included worms. Worms with purpose.
 
I like to stand barefoot on summer warm concrete while it rains. I can smell the grass, the earth, even the weird scent of the earthworms (which interestingly enough are nonnative to the US, but introduced as a way to help enrich soils decimated by the Dustbowl.) Textures, muted light, the tangible scent of life, and just the sound of the rain, it is a glass rabbit moment before following in the footsteps of Gene Kelly. Everything is connected, even my weird tangents because my memories of rain have always included worms. Worms with purpose.

Have you tried doing the same in a pine forest? When it rains and then the sun comes out and heats up the forest, it's the best air and smell in the world. :)
 
Have you tried doing the same in a pine forest? When it rains and then the sun comes out and heats up the forest, it's the best air and smell in the world. :)

@Forest Cat, we've just been for a 5km walk through the eucalyptus woodlands here in the rain, with brollies! Everything so fresh and clean, wonderful aromas - and the colours of the dead leaves on the ground so intense, red and browns. Nothing quite like the smell of earth and forests after rain! :)
 
What is the purpose of everything that IS?

Yet somehow everything came from nothing to something and from no beginning to no end.
I can't explain it. But, there must be a reason. Reason and consciousness create.
For some purpose?
Sigh, the philosophy of it all is amazing.
 
My purpose is to worship my Creator and to help others, who are interested in doing the same thing and whoa, I feel so honored that I have 2 bible studies and a huge potential of a third one.
 
Something I enjoy seeing is when man-made objects, or natural objects we project purpose on, appear to transcend their purpose. It makes them appear in more of a context-less way for what they really are. Like when a river leaves its bounds and abandons all we think it does to become just some water aggressively flowing wherever it pleases. The river may not really change, but it does break free from the image we placed on it. Other examples are like a bullet without a gun where it doesn't remove its context but still transcends its purpose by simply being as is. This is probably why the idea of someone sitting still without moving for days on end feels mystical.
 

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