If you understand what you are copypasting then you can just as well put it in your own words.

If you cannot understand what you are copypasting then it's just madness. Authority divorced from understanding. A blind man wildly firing a gun.

This is especially disturbing when you consider that, for most of us, most of our knowledge consists of such secondhand, literally-interpreted abstractions. And then this bogus knowledge is firmly validated by our similarly deluded peers.

An organic version of The Matrix.

Meh. All reasoning is grounded in emotion. Even atheistic reasoning. That's why argumentation does zip. It's like trying to fix a warped floor by moving the rug around.

Can we get it in your own words, drawn from your own experience?

Oh look, he's pimping his app

So you are the source of the issue. But you are not in control of yourself.

ugh

Actually, everybody complains about cancel culture. And Christians.

Or maybe whether you paint your fingernails or not is an issue because you make it an issue. You. Not the cosmos, the creator or society. You.

Which, yes, doesn't make it any less of an issue. But, again. Perspective.

Because, and I think I can say this objectively: fingernail polish is very very small.

I think that you are rendering your personal drama in inflated terms. A tempest in your own personal philosophical teapot. It is large and important because it's up in your face. An ant on your nose that you mistake for Godzilla. A trick of perspective.

We're talking about the realness of reality here.

This gender stuff seems rather petty, comparatively.

Reality is a dream. Truth is falsehood. A wizard tried to wake us up. The Matrix has you!!!

No wait. Penis.

Look at those downvotes. People don't pause.

I can think of worse.

Respect!

No. Jeez, think about it for 2 seconds.

If you summoned rain you'd be ruined forever. Exit consensual reality. Goodbye certainty about all that. You are now one of the crazies. Alone.

Even if it's real, it's scary.

You are losing your position as one of the sane adults. All of the knowledge you were fed all through your life is a little bit like poison now.

You just broke your world.

One miracle at a time please.

But that's impossible.

Thanks. Sometimes I wonder about that.