[MD] The MOQ and religions.

[Marsha Valkyr]

Greetings John,


> Marsha, Marsha,
> 
> You say:
> 
> 
>> Unpatterned experience is direct experience without static patterns of
>> value.
> 
> 
> And right there, I have to quibble with you.
> 
> I don't want to, but I have to.
> 
> Experience can't be what you describe, either unpatterned or without
> staticity.  The very defining of experience requires a static pattern in
> order to be experienced.  The idea of "before" is itself a static pattern of
> existence relative to time and obviates the pure nullity you postulate, imo.

Marsha:
I did not define unpatterned experience because such an experience cannot be bound by words, and I certainly did not use the word 'before'.



>> You do
>> no like my use of 'unpatterned experience', you say to hear the term gives
>> you gas,
>> but I remember you didn't like my definition of the self either.  Both self
>> and
>> unpatterned experience cannot be bound by  words, so I grant you that the
>> words
>> I use to refer to either are false.
>> 
> 
> 
> Well you can't exactly equate the two dislikes.  I didn't like your
> definition of self because it was unwieldy, kludgish and hard to whip out
> when needed.  But "unpatterened experience" is far worse because its a
> philosophical self-contradiction.
> 
> A metaphysics no-no.

Marsha:
Is it a philosophical self-contradiction in the same way as seeing orange  or blue?  If not,  than how is it a philosophical self-contradiction?   



> 
> But if you think  the words you use are false, then I have to wonder why you
> use them?

Marsha:
Words are static patterns of value.  Value has me.


>  Isn't the idea of words that we use them  for truth?

Marsha:
Value creates 'we'.  


> 
> I mean, we know when we shoot for the moon we'll miss, but at least it
> provides a big fat aim point.


Marsha:
Experience is experience is experience.



Marsha


  
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