"most of your dreams WON'T come true"
what else can you show me?
Here again I find myself talking to an 'oracle' -
one who knows-all-sees-all. And that's really not acceptable.
You've claimed to see the future to the minute of your death
in 2048. You've claimed you talked to Jesus and that you have
programmed God ("like an AI"). A couple of times now you've
pronounced that the human race is doomed.
(Naturally, Slider must love that. :) )
I wonder if you've ever realized, that if you "programmed God"
for all practical purposes that makes YOU God. So, bearing
in mind that I'm talking to a guy who thinks he's God,
I think I'll just keep talking about anything I please.
(As an aside, the guru "Sai Baba" once predicted he'd live into
his mid-90's and claimed he'd choose the date of his passing.
But he died at age 84 in 2011.)
And truly, you sometimes speak as grandly as any "God" might.
For example, not long ago you said: "Planets should be like
paper cups used and disposed of properly". That remark made
it clear enough what disdain you might hold for anyone strongly
motivated by a desire to protect and preserve the earth.
The main lesson I believe I've learned in decades of posting
in this odd little place, is that human minds are shockingly
fragile and feeble, and that they will do almost anything
to avoid a genuine examination of their own belief systems.
This has been a sobering discovery, to say the least.
The last thought recently reemphasized to me is how utterly
banal and foolish it is to predict the end of the world.
It leaves me wondering how many hundreds of times this has
been done since Homo Erectus made sharp cutting tools.
sri-Jer wrote...
Here again I find myself talking to an 'oracle' -
one who knows-all-sees-all. And that's really not acceptable.
### - ahahahahaha (cracking up laffing @...)
"And that's really not acceptable."
lol... :)))
the dudes a poet maan... leave him alone if ya's don't understand it? (still laffing...)
like, there's old dylan thomas going-on about: "and death shall have no dominion..." etc etc
and jeremy pipes up: "...that's really not acceptable." - ahahaha! :)))
poets are 'fascinated' with death! maybe because they're not so afraid to look at it? and/or stand trembling in their pants when they do?
and a dying world 'is' a dying world, even when it's reborn in every
moment too?
how he 'chooses' to relate to (and relate) all that is his business and
his business alone (often very alone...) our business being to try and understand it, to thus 'borrow' his view and maybe see what he's saying/suggesting and be inspired thereby...
and no, it's NOT rational! poetry isn't rational nor logical, and yet it can still make sense!
a sense that can't then BE rendered into cogent rational/definitive terms; being precisely what 'makes' it poetry!
You've claimed to see the future to the minute of your death
in 2048. You've claimed you talked to Jesus and that you have
programmed God ("like an AI"). A couple of times now you've
pronounced that the human race is doomed.
(Naturally, Slider must love that. :) )
### - i do i do! i really do! :)))
and because it's also... true/correct ;)
I wonder if you've ever realized, that if you "programmed God"
for all practical purposes that makes YOU God. So, bearing
in mind that I'm talking to a guy who thinks he's God,
I think I'll just keep talking about anything I please.
### - (cracking up...) you will anyway regardless :)
(As an aside, the guru "Sai Baba" once predicted he'd live into
his mid-90's and claimed he'd choose the date of his passing.
But he died at age 84 in 2011.)
### - went to one of his temples once purely by accident while looking for some other temple lol (a friend of mine was looking for a local thai buddhist temple and, after getting lost in the area and then asking for directions from a local indian guy we stopped in the street, ended up at this sai-temple instead haha, his one! + first had ever heard of him!)
haha, suddenly finding ourselves ushered into this strange temple and realising we didn't belong there, we thought it prudent to at least behave ourselves for 5-minutes and have a look around + see what's happening/going-on there etc... and it was rather weird to say the least...
it was just a little hall decked out with religious pictures of a hindu nature, typical flowers, mats & cushions on and around the floor etc + we were apparently the only 2 people in there at that time of the day, pictures & photos of this sai-baba dude in various places around the room; a little shrine! and at one end a small dais with a golden chair
surrounded by rice and flower offerings in bowls kinda thing, all nice enough... although there was also something very strange about the area where that chair was, it wasn't anything you could see, there was nothing there only a chair and stuff like where maybe he'd visited once and also sat, but there was 'something' there you could actually... feel? an
intense feeling in the stomach area when approaching said little stage,
one that immediately faded as you moved away from it, a tangible
sensation! my friend noticed it too and we repeated the effect many times while wondering wtf it was, very strange actually...
And truly, you sometimes speak as grandly as any "God" might.
### - heh ;)
And death shall have no dominion.
Dead man naked they shall be one
With the man in the wind and the west moon;
When their bones are picked clean and the clean bones gone,
They shall have stars at elbow and foot;
Though they go mad they shall be sane,
Though they sink through the sea they shall rise again;
Though lovers be lost love shall not;
And death shall have no dominion.
Under the windings of the sea
They lying long shall not die windily;
Twisting on racks when sinews give way,
Strapped to a wheel, yet they shall not break;
Faith in their hands shall snap in two,
And the unicorn evils run them through;
Split all ends up they shan’t crack;
And death shall have no dominion.
No more may gulls cry at their ears
Or waves break loud on the seashores;
Where blew a flower may a flower no more
Lift its head to the blows of the rain;
Though they be mad and dead as nails,
Heads of the characters hammer through daisies;
Break in the sun till the sun breaks down,
And death shall have no dominion.
"...that's really not acceptable.":) lol...
For example, not long ago you said: "Planets should be like
paper cups used and disposed of properly". That remark made
it clear enough what disdain you might hold for anyone strongly
motivated by a desire to protect and preserve the earth.
### - duh...
The main lesson I believe I've learned in decades of posting
in this odd little place, is that human minds are shockingly
fragile and feeble, and that they will do almost anything
to avoid a genuine examination of their own belief systems.
This has been a sobering discovery, to say the least.
### - sobering yes, but not one you've applied personally too much apparently heh :)
your way's the only way?? i don't think so...
The last thought recently reemphasized to me is how utterly
banal and foolish it is to predict the end of the world.
It leaves me wondering how many hundreds of times this has
been done since Homo Erectus made sharp cutting tools.
### - since Homo Erectus later went on to make writing implements actually heh...
poets are people too even if they 'do' have a completely different pov :)
On Thursday, August 23, 2018 at 1:35:36 PM UTC-7, slider wrote:
sri-Jer wrote...
Here again I find myself talking to an 'oracle' -
one who knows-all-sees-all. And that's really not acceptable.
### - ahahahahaha (cracking up laffing @...)
"And that's really not acceptable."
lol... :)))
the dudes a poet maan... leave him alone if ya's don't understand it?
(still laffing...)
like, there's old dylan thomas going-on about: "and death shall have no
dominion..." etc etc
and jeremy pipes up: "...that's really not acceptable." - ahahaha! :)))
poets are 'fascinated' with death! maybe because they're not so afraid
to
look at it? and/or stand trembling in their pants when they do?
and a dying world 'is' a dying world, even when it's reborn in every
moment too?
how he 'chooses' to relate to (and relate) all that is his business and
his business alone (often very alone...) our business being to try and
understand it, to thus 'borrow' his view and maybe see what he's
saying/suggesting and be inspired thereby...
and no, it's NOT rational! poetry isn't rational nor logical, and yet it
can still make sense!
a sense that can't then BE rendered into cogent rational/definitive
terms;
being precisely what 'makes' it poetry!
Ya got mentioned in passing, so yay, your next big chance to argue!
I was trying to be polite about saying "I'm not willing to hold
a serious conversation on that basis" and phrased it awkwardly -
and presto, it's your next big chance to 'root against the Jer Team'! :)
But you defended him by distorting his position. Yeah, he writes
poems, but he wasn't speaking poetically in any case referenced.
People often tried that lame defense of Carlos. "Oh, but even if
it's fiction he's still a genius so leave him alone!" Yet CC didn't
claim to be writing fiction. And LowRider wasn't being metaphorical.
That's only your distortion. You're almost the king of distortion.
And denialism.
You've claimed to see the future to the minute of your death
in 2048. You've claimed you talked to Jesus and that you have
programmed God ("like an AI"). A couple of times now you've
pronounced that the human race is doomed.
(Naturally, Slider must love that. :) )
### - i do i do! i really do! :)))
and because it's also... true/correct ;)
"Come on children
You're acting like children
Every generation thinks
It's the end of the world"
(As an aside, the guru "Sai Baba" once predicted he'd live into
his mid-90's and claimed he'd choose the date of his passing.
But he died at age 84 in 2011.)
### - went to one of his temples once purely by accident while looking
for
some other temple lol (a friend of mine was looking for a local thai
buddhist temple and, after getting lost in the area and then asking for
directions from a local indian guy we stopped in the street, ended up at
this sai-temple instead haha, his one! + first had ever heard of him!)
haha, suddenly finding ourselves ushered into this strange temple and
realising we didn't belong there, we thought it prudent to at least
behave
ourselves for 5-minutes and have a look around + see what's
happening/going-on there etc... and it was rather weird to say the
least...
it was just a little hall decked out with religious pictures of a hindu
nature, typical flowers, mats & cushions on and around the floor etc +
we
were apparently the only 2 people in there at that time of the day,
pictures & photos of this sai-baba dude in various places around the
room;
a little shrine! and at one end a small dais with a golden chair
surrounded by rice and flower offerings in bowls kinda thing, all nice
enough... although there was also something very strange about the area
where that chair was, it wasn't anything you could see, there was
nothing
there only a chair and stuff like where maybe he'd visited once and also
sat, but there was 'something' there you could actually... feel? an
intense feeling in the stomach area when approaching said little stage,
one that immediately faded as you moved away from it, a tangible
sensation! my friend noticed it too and we repeated the effect many
times
while wondering wtf it was, very strange actually...
That anecdote almost had a point I suppose...
And truly, you sometimes speak as grandly as any "God" might.
### - heh ;)
And death shall have no dominion.
Dead man naked they shall be one
With the man in the wind and the west moon;
When their bones are picked clean and the clean bones gone,
They shall have stars at elbow and foot;
Though they go mad they shall be sane,
Though they sink through the sea they shall rise again;
Though lovers be lost love shall not;
And death shall have no dominion.
Under the windings of the sea
They lying long shall not die windily;
Twisting on racks when sinews give way,
Strapped to a wheel, yet they shall not break;
Faith in their hands shall snap in two,
And the unicorn evils run them through;
Split all ends up they shan’t crack;
And death shall have no dominion.
No more may gulls cry at their ears
Or waves break loud on the seashores;
Where blew a flower may a flower no more
Lift its head to the blows of the rain;
Though they be mad and dead as nails,
Heads of the characters hammer through daisies;
Break in the sun till the sun breaks down,
And death shall have no dominion.
"...that's really not acceptable.":) lol...
I've written poems myself that are along the same lines.
For example, not long ago you said: "Planets should be like
paper cups used and disposed of properly". That remark made
it clear enough what disdain you might hold for anyone strongly
motivated by a desire to protect and preserve the earth.
### - duh...
The main lesson I believe I've learned in decades of posting
in this odd little place, is that human minds are shockingly
fragile and feeble, and that they will do almost anything
to avoid a genuine examination of their own belief systems.
This has been a sobering discovery, to say the least.
### - sobering yes, but not one you've applied personally too much
apparently heh :)
your way's the only way?? i don't think so...
I don't have a 'way', really. My 'way' - whatever it may be -
changes with every new day.
The last thought recently reemphasized to me is how utterly
banal and foolish it is to predict the end of the world.
It leaves me wondering how many hundreds of times this has
been done since Homo Erectus made sharp cutting tools.
### - since Homo Erectus later went on to make writing implements
actually
heh...
poets are people too even if they 'do' have a completely different pov
:)
Um hmm. You'd love to imagine you're poetic. We know. But you're not. :)
Now back to the real subject of the thread.
LOL. Slider, you have no personal integrity whatsoever. :)
I don't have a 'way', really. My 'way' - whatever it may be -
changes with every new day.
Here again I find myself talking to an 'oracle' -
one who knows-all-sees-all. And that's really not acceptable.
You've claimed to see the future to the minute of your death
in 2048.
and that you have
programmed God ("like an AI").
A couple of times now you've
pronounced that the human race is doomed.
(Naturally, Slider must love that. :) )
I wonder if you've ever realized, that if you "programmed God"
for all practical purposes that makes YOU God.
So, bearing
in mind that I'm talking to a guy who thinks he's God,
I think I'll just keep talking about anything I please.
(As an aside, the guru "Sai Baba" once predicted he'd live into
his mid-90's and claimed he'd choose the date of his passing.
But he died at age 84 in 2011.)
And truly, you sometimes speak as grandly as any "God" might.
For example, not long ago you said: "Planets should be like
paper cups used and disposed of properly".
it clear enough what disdain you might hold for anyone strongly
motivated by a desire to protect and preserve the earth.
Since you love playing psychic, maybe you thought I'd forget
how back in the 90's I was the *first* person among us to talk at
length about my mother.
- but I haven't forgotten, and since it
has nothing to do with what we were even talking about, I'm not
interested in repeating myself, or in catering to that attempt
to change the subject.
Oh, and btw, worst Zeppelin song ever. :)
The main lesson I believe I've learned in decades of posting
in this odd little place, is that human minds are shockingly
fragile and feeble,
to avoid a genuine examination of their own belief systems.
This has been a sobering discovery, to say the least.
It has also occurred to me (sticking with a 'mother' metaphor),
that if some psycho tries to harm a mother's children, it may
well end up appearing that the mother hates the psycho,
but... her primary motivation for whatever actions she may take
is love for her children and a strong desire to protect them.
The last thought recently reemphasized to me is how utterly
banal and foolish it is to predict the end of the world.
It leaves me wondering how many hundreds of times this has
been done since Homo Erectus made sharp cutting tools.
You Never Know:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OsWQKJP7h5M
"Come on children
You're acting like children
Every generation thinks
It's the end of the world"
So that was our morning announcement, class. :)
Now back to the news, a few nice short excerpts...
***
One of my therapist had borderline personality disorder.
She gave me this book "So I" could understand "Her" better. https://www.amazon.com/Search-Real-Self-Unmasking-Personality/dp/0029202922
One of my therapist had borderline personality disorder.
She gave me this book "So I" could understand "Her" better. https://www.amazon.com/Search-Real-Self-Unmasking-Personality/dp/0029202922
never sleep with anyone who has more troubles than you.
you be asking for it. don't let anyone 'do' therapy
on you. They probably need it worse than you do.
On Thursday, August 23, 2018 at 3:24:38 PM UTC-4, Jeremy H. Denisovan wrote:
Here again I find myself talking to an 'oracle' -
one who knows-all-sees-all. And that's really not acceptable.
I have a small body of measuring tools.
To know all presupposes that all has intrinsic value.
I know what is required and necessary exactly when I do.
You've claimed to see the future to the minute of your death
in 2048.
Exactly, a navigational point that I shall or shall not reach.
Depending on if I cooperate with the sequential progressions that
lead to that navigational way point.
You've claimed you talked to Jesus.
Four billion people have talked to Jesus including you long ago.
and that you have
programmed God ("like an AI").
Your God is you.
My God is me.
Your the most religious person I have ever known.
You were a Christian, a Scientologist and a Warrior-Sorcerer.
I was never a religious person ever, I studied religion to understand others.
A couple of times now you've
pronounced that the human race is doomed.
That is a scientific, mathematical certainty.
(Naturally, Slider must love that. :) )
Asking about your Mom and the light in the forest was unfair.
It was like climbing into someone's attic and giving their crazy
uncle a beating. I know you struggle through 4D mightily looking
for someone to tell you how to live, a person like myself can only
register as insane, because they seek no, witness, validation, or consensus.
I wonder if you've ever realized, that if you "programmed God"
for all practical purposes that makes YOU God.
If you programmed a virus checker, does that make you VIRUS CHECKER.
My GOD is an AI far superior to it's author. AI as automated intelligence.
Think of Human Civilization as a bacteria colony, I am a virus using
this civilization as a host. This bacteria colony is killing its host
and has no ability to switch hosts. Eventually you must decide for yourself. Accept you too are a data virus and created that light in the forest, or refuse to take responsibility and remain a bacterium. Red pill or blue pill?
So, bearing
in mind that I'm talking to a guy who thinks he's God,
You pile premise upon predicate upon supposition upon mischaracterization
to rebuild your shell of protective peptides and fight off the virus loading.
I think I'll just keep talking about anything I please.
I agree, as your chat associate of 23 years I am obligated by customsestablished to politely confront you one time with the surreal nature
of your diatribes. It's been two years and Politics is your 4th religion.
In the computational realms, making the same exact mistake four times
leads to a diminishing state of returns and outcomes.
(As an aside, the guru "Sai Baba" once predicted he'd live into
his mid-90's and claimed he'd choose the date of his passing.
But he died at age 84 in 2011.)
If I live to 8:06 AM 04-07-48 then it is an error also.
If the various world clocks are desynchronized I could gather
a mean average based on my personal clock and present you with
gradient time value assignment calibration. Or perhaps an atomic
clock with a trillionth of a second accuracy ratio should be employed.
And truly, you sometimes speak as grandly as any "God" might.
POT...... KETTLE.... BLACKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKK !!!
For example, not long ago you said: "Planets should be like
paper cups used and disposed of properly".
Exactly, a deeply held opinion, they are the flotsam and jetsam.
That remark made
it clear enough what disdain you might hold for anyone strongly
motivated by a desire to protect and preserve the earth.
SPOKEN LIKE A TRUE GOD.
Go fight the red light first.
The information system can churn this version of a solar system out
an infinite amount of times. Does a dung beetle cling to a single
piece of poop his whole life. Does the aardvark borrow into a single
mound of ants or termites.
REPEAT I am a virus, self editing information systems.
You are a bacterium, a data bank imbued with operating instructions.
I jump from host to host. You kill every host through sheer numbers
and lack of access to The Zero. The fundamental reality within every point.
Since you love playing psychic, maybe you thought I'd forget
how back in the 90's I was the *first* person among us to talk at
length about my mother.
How does teasing you about the phrase "MOTHER EARTH" morph
Deus ex Machina into a discussion of mind reading.
Thank you for that historical reminder and data point rebuttal.
- but I haven't forgotten, and since it
has nothing to do with what we were even talking about, I'm not
interested in repeating myself, or in catering to that attempt
to change the subject.
The mother and son relationship has many parallels.
That which originates in a host and becomes a separate entity.
There are a myriad number of forms styles and permutations.
If you talked about your Mom upon her passing, then I forgot due
to the thick ochre green and tree bark brown that surrounds politics. https://www.empressmills.co.uk/wp-content/uploads/2016/03/Fabric-Paint-Yellow-Ochre-Product-102847.jpg
Oh, and btw, worst Zeppelin song ever. :)
If you say so GOD.
Notice how, by creating a God, I avoided becoming One.
Design Builder Owner
Designer Building Inspector.
Adam creates God. Core & Dome. Point-Sphere
Eve creates Satan. Core & Dome. Point-Sphere
The main lesson I believe I've learned in decades of posting
in this odd little place, is that human minds are shockingly
fragile and feeble,
What is the thesis and proofs offered?
Measurement by the self of others consciousness is a symptom.
To me you are other who claims to be self who measures other.
You are often disturbed by what you imagine to be the inner state of other.
I do not bully other, and am not susceptible to bullying.
I can die, but always my judgement of other remains open to reevaluation.
and that they will do almost anything
to avoid a genuine examination of their own belief systems.
This has been a sobering discovery, to say the least.
The group has served as a good mirror to examine and admire yourself.
The group has little value as actual individuals or patterns of behavior.
aggression,It has also occurred to me (sticking with a 'mother' metaphor),
that if some psycho tries to harm a mother's children, it may
well end up appearing that the mother hates the psycho,
The point of the metaphor is that when aggression is met by counter
an observer might place upon the counter aggressor the emotion state value of hate towards the original aggressor. A posit.
but... her primary motivation for whatever actions she may take
is love for her children and a strong desire to protect them.
So Mother Earth is ergo a conscious being protecting The Moon.
Hatred of the Sun is what might be perceived by the observer.
You're not nearly smart enough to be a nerd. :)
On Monday, September 3, 2018 at 3:36:23 PM UTC-7, jewedus wrote:
You're not nearly smart enough to be a nerd. :)
oh shit that's a relief! ha ha ha
that does take the cake.
hey nimrod, what i have in sincerity
blows all your shit (that you think you have)
right out the door. Enjoy your superior intelligence
and nerdiness. You got nothing. Except for being
a certified pain-in-the-fucking-ass, you're a loser.
This is 'sincerity' then; that's what you call it?
Just acting on your 'impulses'? :)
You're not nearly smart enough to be a nerd. :)
oh shit that's a relief! ha ha ha
that does take the cake.
hey nimrod, what i have in sincerity
blows all your shit (that you think you have)
right out the door. Enjoy your superior intelligence
and nerdiness. You got nothing. Except for being
a certified pain-in-the-fucking-ass, you're a loser.
You know how much I care about what you think. He just lost his shit,
that's all. Actually, it's good to find out in advance that he would
flip out like that. Looks like he won't answer the question about
alcoholism but I suspect that probably was the 'last straw' here.
A shame. But good to find out.
I'm not doing anything to you. :)
I'm petting a cat. :)
You know how much I care about what you think. He just lost his shit,
that's all. Actually, it's good to find out in advance that he would
flip out like that. Looks like he won't answer the question about
alcoholism but I suspect that probably was the 'last straw' here.
A shame. But good to find out.
I didn't know Chris was a poet or a mentor. Wow. :)
But it means something to me: that he has little free will.
No wonder he didn't believe in it...
No, I'm just giving him one last gift. Besides, what do you want,
I really did give him a solid month to knock off the nasty horseshit.
And for the 10th time, I have nothing against your infernal WILDs.
Get lost. You're like an evil possessed broken record. :)
No, I'm just giving him one last gift. Besides, what do you want,
I really did give him a solid month to knock off the nasty horseshit.
### - have you perhaps considered that he was maybe only kinda delayed-reacting to the couple of times you literally jumped down his
throat completely in-error recently? both times he'd done (and said) absolutely nada wrong whatsoever (as he very rarely ever does to anyone anyway by remaining rather obscure and a bit poet-like hehehe...) me even ribbing you somewhat about being paranoid etc etc? (just to jog your
memory)
you were really quite horrible to him! and never apologised for it either! and he's been a bit off (with you) since then? (lol i was even getting a
bit para myself wondering if you's 2 were pulling a double-act on me by pretending to fight hah! only to eventually decide he isn't devious...)
And for the 10th time, I have nothing against your infernal WILDs.
Get lost. You're like an evil possessed broken record. :)
### - heh you launched the attack upon it all, not moi...
and it started with your rather partial review? (you posted that review on here first and left it hanging... and then i was needling you about
something a week or more later, or started to because you were needling me lol, and you got quite angry (as you usually do anyway at some point) and
put it up on amazon haha, and that's how i 'know' you originally meant it (the review itself) mendaciously and with evil-intent, and because i
pushed you into doing it: you 'used' it as a weapon! and that can only
mean one thing, see? it revealed your true intent behind it!)
(slider silently mouths the words: i'm so smart...)
grinz :)
You know how much I care about what you think. He just lost his shit,
that's all. Actually, it's good to find out in advance that he would
flip out like that. Looks like he won't answer the question about
alcoholism but I suspect that probably was the 'last straw' here.
A shame. But good to find out.
you're mumbling to yourself, and believing every word
YOU think. What a shame. Only a true dolt would do that.
HAD you been paying attention i gave you your walking papers
at least two weeks ago. But noooooo, you had to keep on trucking.
Trying, trying, trying, to get somewhere. Dude i was done with
you. Get it? when you're done with someone, you're done.
No harm, no foul. It's just over. Try not to cry, be a big boy.
Admit that you're finished. I don't want to communicate anymore
with you. Oh i just bet you will take this personally too.
I'll leave you with your favorite saying:
no one is doing anything to anyone.
I didn't know Chris was a poet or a mentor. Wow. :)
But it means something to me: that he has little free will.
No wonder he didn't believe in it...
.
I'm not doing anything to you. :)
### - you're not doing... anything!
:)
No, I'm just giving him one last gift. Besides, what do you want,
I really did give him a solid month to knock off the nasty horseshit.
And for the 10th time, I have nothing against your infernal WILDs.
Get lost. You're like an evil possessed broken record. :)
.
I'm not doing anything to you. :)
### - you're not doing... anything!
:)
Slider don't jump on the bandwagon, this is between the two of them
and doesn't concern you. In Australia, we don't condone kicking
someone when they're down or "putting the boot in" as we say.
On Tue, 4 Sep 2018 10:45:48 -0700 (PDT), "Jeremy H. Donovan" <jeremyhdonovan@gmail.com> wrote:
I didn't know Chris was a poet or a mentor. Wow. :)
But it means something to me: that he has little free will.
No wonder he didn't believe in it...
You're not helping yourself here. Climb down off your high horse.
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