The Argument and its World

By Greg -
We're all working on our legacy, but, seriously, legacies are overrated. No one would recognize themselves in the caricatures and the biographies which took their places when the memories died with those who knew them. Even the reflections are false, and if our friends were all talented writers able to capture our essence in words, the person each knew would be different from all the others, and none of them would be us. There is no such thing as metempsychosis, the transference of self, the transmigration of the soul, and life after death. The self is as transient and insubstantial as a dream. The soul was conjured in the desolation of a fractured world, divided into the domestic and the natural. The universe and its agents of cause and observation, the gods and the autonomous selves, were all manufactured to appease the wild in us, and make us civilized. God and Self is a circular argument and the wheel of artifice which, with its turning, reduces the universe to something known. And both the argument and its world dissolve when we die.

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