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there's ethical idealism: where ethics is discussed... there's ethical relativism: where ethics is practised... there's ethical realism... where ethics is quantified as an improbability; and then there's ethical absolutism, where we supposedly "progress" - in this scenario are the laws of physics actually suspended: whereby oculus qua oculus is replaced - a loss of an eye is "relative" to 10 years in a cage... really?! ethics is ideal, realistic, absolute or relative... we're encouraged to live in "realistic relativism"... never in an absolute realism, since realistic relativism only compares itself to ideal absolutism... and nothing more... ever watched that film secrets in their eyes? you ever wonder what ethical idealism is to the ethnical consequence that can absorb a realistic libra? i can only believe in ethical absolutism, ethical relativism is horrid to me... relativism adorns idealism, absolutism adorns realism... a life sentence is worse than a death sentence, whether justified or not, prison is sadism, but at least ****** is simply ****** a space-time intact, a ****** penalty is not inhumane, nor a ouija board... it's time for time, space for space, the actual punishment comes with the missing adrenaline rush of the unexpected reception of the wielded weapon... either send these jealous plonkers to siberia, or sentence them to death, for you are no more than they are, nay, you are more... you're akin to cats toying, playing a sadistic games with half-mutilated mice... this is why i abhor ethical relativism of the crucifix... hence my belief in ethical absolutism in the paragraph of realism, which is perfected, by being exacted, and never, ever, being leisurely discussed, on a farcical palette with a grimace to boot: ******* a lemon; compensating the horrors within minutes, is never compensated with ordeals that last years... which is why i find the death penalty an act of authentic humanity, and not this quasi-humanitarian act of pardon, ******* hypocrites - i abhor the caged rat more than the rat gladly nibbling on a dead corpse... at least there was passion in the ****** waiting for death penalty is like killing a vermin with poison, disposing them with nonchalantly... the wise maxim states: ledo ferrum sicut id est calidi - strike the iron while it's hot... death is the dawn-broker - a new tomorrow promise - left intact, the fermenting process of ethical dynamism takes over... then again, the supposedly "evolved" preferred moral relativism to moral absolutism, because there was no moral realism to speak of, since morality could only be talked about in ideal terms of the supposedly so, supposedly fashioned via: it ought to never happen to me... and then it might, and then: oops... argument sinks like a wet fatty **** into shambles of keeping up with the presupposed pillar of argument being "impenetrable"; hey, genius, back to the blackboard!
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Nov 11, 2017
Nov 11, 2017 at 8:50 PM UTC
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4 tiers of ethics / oculus qua oculus
there's ethical idealism: where ethics is discussed... there's ethical relativism: where ethics is practised... there's ethical realism... where ethics is quantified as an improbability; and then there's ethical absolutism, where we supposedly "progress" - in this scenario are the laws of physics actually suspended: whereby oculus qua oculus is replaced - a loss of an eye is "relative" to 10 years in a cage... really?! ethics is ideal, realistic, absolute or relative... we're encouraged to live in "realistic relativism"... never in an absolute realism, since realistic relativism only compares itself to ideal absolutism... and nothing more... ever watched that film secrets in their eyes? you ever wonder what ethical idealism is to the ethnical consequence that can absorb a realistic libra? i can only believe in ethical absolutism, ethical relativism is horrid to me... relativism adorns idealism, absolutism adorns realism... a life sentence is worse than a death sentence, whether justified or not, prison is sadism, but at least ****** is simply ****** a space-time intact, a ****** penalty is not inhumane, nor a ouija board... it's time for time, space for space, the actual punishment comes with the missing adrenaline rush of the unexpected reception of the wielded weapon... either send these jealous plonkers to siberia, or sentence them to death, for you are no more than they are, nay, you are more... you're akin to cats toying, playing a sadistic games with half-mutilated mice... this is why i abhor ethical relativism of the crucifix... hence my belief in ethical absolutism in the paragraph of realism, which is perfected, by being exacted, and never, ever, being leisurely discussed, on a farcical palette with a grimace to boot: ******* a lemon; compensating the horrors within minutes, is never compensated with ordeals that last years... which is why i find the death penalty an act of authentic humanity, and not this quasi-humanitarian act of pardon, ******* hypocrites - i abhor the caged rat more than the rat gladly nibbling on a dead corpse... at least there was passion in the ****** waiting for death penalty is like killing a vermin with poison, disposing them with nonchalantly... the wise maxim states: ledo ferrum sicut id est calidi - strike the iron while it's hot... death is the dawn-broker - a new tomorrow promise - left intact, the fermenting process of ethical dynamism takes over... then again, the supposedly "evolved" preferred moral relativism to moral absolutism, because there was no moral realism to speak of, since morality could only be talked about in ideal terms of the supposedly so, supposedly fashioned via: it ought to never happen to me... and then it might, and then: oops... argument sinks like a wet fatty **** into shambles of keeping up with the presupposed pillar of argument being "impenetrable"; hey, genius, back to the blackboard!
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Muerte, ¡cómo te he deseado!, ¡con qué fervores te he invocado!, ¡con qué anhelares he pedido a tu boca su beso helado! ¡Pero tú, ingrata, no has oído! ¡Vendrás, quizá, con paso quedo cuando de partir tenga miedo, cuando la tarde me sonría y algún ángel, con rostro ledo, serene mi melancolía! Vendrás, quizá, cuando la vida me muestre una veta escondida y encienda para mí una estrella. ¡Qué importa! Llega, ¡oh Prometida! ¡Siempre has de ser la bien venida, pues que me juntarás con Ella!
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Muerte, ¡cómo te he deseado!, ¡con qué fervores te he invocado!, ¡con qué anhelares he pedido a tu boca su beso helado! ¡Pero tú, ingrata, no has oído! ¡Vendrás, quizá, con paso quedo cuando de partir tenga miedo, cuando la tarde me sonría y algún ángel, con rostro ledo, serene mi melancolía! Vendrás, quizá, cuando la vida me muestre una veta escondida y encienda para mí una estrella. ¡Qué importa! Llega, ¡oh Prometida! ¡Siempre has de ser la bien venida, pues que me juntarás con Ella!
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