Why am I here listening to music drinking a beer... Because I want to be out... Or so I think. I just wonder if this is truly the reason. I get this impression that I don't know... I was about to say something in regards to yes... But I'm torn on this notion that might skew things about it all... Convoluted as fuck ...
That is... At what point does an action become voluntary and conscious acted upon versus some unknown force or physiological response?
At the moment I'm even wondering this. I'd like to think that my thoughts are something that I have actually conjured (free will?) But I don't subscribe to that notion... As there are way too many similarities in this reality that are just too programmed... Life is an illusion live is the dream...
But I do firmly believe this... That my programming responds to the environment I am in. That is my biological processes act accordingly and that the experiences and knowledge I have accumulated are what they are... Infantismal and incomplete...
Which I want to question also... There's something about being ignorant about reality and using the science I do know as a means to establish a foundation... I don't trust it... That is me... This body... This reality... In spite of what I am currently in the process of.. documenting it.
I feel like..(that's a sciencey aspect) I'm being duped...
Baba O'Reilly.... Thank you Tom for that tape..
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