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An agent, choosing freely doomed to a  fate,  I  know not or a puppet dangling from a string? Imagine life as a choir of singlular ripples  on the surface of a pond, entropic little  dances  intersecting, until each has passed and gone, each playing their part, in life's orchestra of cause and effect
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Aug 31, 2014
Aug 31, 2014 at 8:35 PM UTC
Free Will
An agent, choosing freely doomed to a  fate,  I  know not or a puppet dangling from a string? Imagine life as a choir of singlular ripples  on the surface of a pond, entropic little  dances  intersecting, until each has passed and gone, each playing their part, in life's orchestra of cause and effect
Then also add to the mix the neuro-chemical reactions going on inside our brain that cause us to make certain choices, the evolutionary mechanisms that we've developed along the way (fight or flight etc.) and we soon realize that free will's really just an illusion that we've used to shame ourselves into needing religion. We are naturally self loathing creatures that need to feel guilt. We evolved through suffering, and it's what we do best, suffering and pattern-seeking.
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Aug 31, 2014
Aug 31, 2014 at 8:35 PM UTC
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