Posts by Douglas Brown4

Hannah Wilson3 said:A physical body exists behind physical bars. But then again, there are psychological bars too—take nationalism, for example.
The best examples of being unbound by physical cages would be someone like Sri Aurobindo, who managed to express the sheer depth of a poetic soul while sitting in an actual jail cell; or Mr. Trilinga Swami, who, whenever he was arrested, would somehow just "find himself" standing on the prison roof, completely free.

I guess I completely agree with you here.
But maybe that's too high of a skill level to use as a standard example right now.
Though, if we really look at it, a queen ant almost shows properties of teleportation. Unless that was all just a hoax, I suppose.

Hannah Wilson3 said:And both exist only within the mind of Quinn.

Hen to Pan taj Rea ki

Hen to Pan =
All is One

Panta Rhei =
Everything flows—everything is in constant motion.

Rei Ki =
The universal, cosmic energy.

Summary:
Everything is a single, universal energy that is perpetually moving.

Which means:
There is no goose and there is no bottle—they are merely external forms of energy that will eventually shift into some other shape.
There is no goose in a bottle because boundaries are an illusion; you could just as easily have a bottle inside a goose—it doesn't matter when they are made of the exact same essence.
There is no goose in a bottle in the minds of the forum users—because the Koan has been resolved.

I suppose we can't simplify it quite that much. You aren't really "not in prison" just because you're behind bars. After all, both your body and the bars are made of similar leptons and quarks. Or force fields. We can play with that idea mentally, I guess, but we shouldn't forget that fields are still fields, and their configuration defines reality. And the reality is: there are bars, and you are behind them.

The Shell:
Thought becomes trapped because it tries to find a solution to an unsolvable problem using the shell.
That is basically what thought in a bottle is. The bottle is a dead loop. An unsolvable problem.
Stopping the attempt to solve the problem—realizing there is no solution—means canceling out the shell problem entirely. Programmers might call that an escape, a break, or something similar. An exit.
When a teacher tells an official, "She is outside," his thoughts shift away from the shell toward something else, becoming free. In doing so, both the bottle and the goose vanish as problems.

Or: if I show up at my friend's place while MrQ is hiding in the restroom, there are two ways to handle it:
a) I accidentally wander into the restroom.
b) I pretend to be crazy and wait to see how long he can stay in there.

I went with option b), I guess.
After enough time passes, everyone just waves their hand and goes, "Well, forget the goose." And that is the solution, the exit. Just like when he finally comes out of the restroom.

electricdrifter68 said:Why on earth would I leave when things are going so well right here?👍 In fact, I might just settle down and sleep right where I am.🙂 What choice do I have when you haven't exactly led me toward the light yet?😲 My head is still absolutely overflowing with nonsense.😉

You made a good point about those geese.
That Zen Koan seems like a pretty foolish thought, I guess.
Think about it: a riddle without an answer—like a goose in a bottle—is just a trapped thought. I guess if we free our minds, we might actually set that goose free.
The issue with Zen Koans isn't that they lack logic. It’s more that the subtle wordplay usually gets lost in translation. I guess the nuances just don't carry over well.

hollowbadger17 said:So, shouldn't we be prepared to expect success, just so we have the mental framework to react when things inevitably go sideways?🙂
Is that actually considered a positive mindset?

I think of it as feedback. It’s like driving a car. You expect it to stay on the road and handle corners correctly. If it doesn't, you turn the wheel or adjust the gas to manage the skid.
It's the same deal with all cybernetic systems.
A system without a feedback loop—what we call an open-loop system—has a set path. If something goes wrong, the system has no way to respond or fix itself. That makes it rigid; it just follows its programming no matter what happens. Fingers crossed, I guess!

briskgull27 said:But honestly, when you set your expectations high, you’re just asking to be let down.

On the other hand, if you expect absolutely nothing, then every little win feels like a massive victory.

So, does that mean I should just stop expecting anything at all to avoid the disappointment?

If you aren't expecting success, you’re basically expecting failure. That sounds like pessimism to me.
If you're just indifferent, though, you can't really gear up for action. You end up just sitting there, leaving everything to fate.

Richard Murphy6 said:Well then, you’re either Sajeta or some big-shot CEO😁

Actually, no. I'll send over a photo so you can see for yourself.

Austin Hayes66 said:Get outta here! 👍🤣🤣

What happened? You swapped racism for chauvinism now? I guess that addict is really starting to rub off on you.

briskgull27 said:Why are we all so stuck on this idea of "evil," and why can't we just stop expecting anything from anyone other than ourselves?

It's basically the same thing as OPTIMISM.
If you don't expect anything, you won't do anything. We wouldn't have any motivation, and honestly, we wouldn't even have anything to look forward to. We wouldn't really be living.

I think I know what you're actually asking: why do we enter relationships with expectations?
Let's put it this way:

Do you expect your child to be healthy, get good grades, finish school, and be happy in life? Probably. It probably matters to you.
Do you expect to be healthy and happy in your own life? Yes.
Do you expect your partner to love you rather than treat you like a doormat? You do.
Do you expect the sun to rise tomorrow? Definitely.

So, when my wife sends me texts saying how much she cares about me and how many things we have in common... I suppose I expect her to feel a certain way about me. I think that's the point.

People usually listen to that cliché about entering dating without any expectations. Sure. But then everyone just keeps their expectations secret, hiding them from the other person.
I met one of the most beautiful women I've ever seen recently. Exactly my type. She does exactly what I do and loves everything I love.
And she claimed she expected nothing. I warned her that I wasn't Jim Morrison. But once we met, suddenly that wasn't the case, and she'd rather break everything apart than ADAPT to that tiny difference. BECAUSE SHE had expectations. I didn't!

Austin Hayes66 said:"once upon a time there was a goose in a bottle..." 😬🤣🤣

Maybe there was also a bottle in the goose. 😂

Austin Hayes66 said:So what's the plan, chase them down, toss them out a window, then cook them and dig in?
What kind of amateur fisherman would even try that... Humpty Dumpty!! 😂😂🤣🤣🤣

*this is a nod to some old fishing jokes 😍

I still have those threats you made after you lost your precious goose. 😂
It’s all just nonsense, really. You seem to take pride in things anyone can do, and frankly, most people do them better than you. I don't even care, yet somehow I still manage to mess up your plans accidentally. And listen. If I actually showed you my private inbox, I bet you'd be sulking for years.

As for running away: well, if only they actually ran. They wouldn't break any windows. But no. It looks like I'll actually have to roast and eat them. They aren't good for anything else. At least not according to Ana muškarac and Lucy police.

electricdrifter68 said:Simply skinning them isn't enough to get the job done, is it? Honestly, they are perfectly fine to eat—it really just comes down to whether or not you know the right way to prep them.

You have a point there. You really need to know how to prepare them. Eating them raw probably isn't a good idea, I guess.

electricdrifter68 said:I truly envy you and your supposed "vast knowledge." Oh, Presvetla! Please, grant us some of that enlightenment—all of us who hold istina dear.
Lead us toward that place where the fist strikes true, where the palm opens wide, and where fingers vanish into the strength of a clenched hand.

Well, when the hand opens, the fingers go into your underwear.
When you clench your fist, I guess it just means we couldn't get into the underwear, so we're just making do with what's left.
The tool of choice this time seems to be skin.

electricdrifter68 said:So, you're breaking the glass? To me, it looks more like you're just blowing smoke. And honestly, why are you so obsessed with his leeches? Is there some kind of personal grudge at play here, or did he just happen to strip one off of you or something?

I've taken down two wild ones myself. But man, if he only knew how terrible they actually tasted.

Austin Hayes66 said:No problem! 👍
They aren't! They're totally separate! 🙂
The shells are just tiny shards of a mirror falling into an abyss called "people" who pretend to be "spiritual"...
And the yolk is pure eros! Sieg Hail Abraxas! In the latest issue, he taught Superman how to fly! 👍

It’s over for Abraxas. We basically tossed him into the abyss too. 😈 😈 😈

Austin Hayes66 said:So you're some kind of leech hunter now? 🤣🤣 then why don't you try kicking your own out of the bottle first... 🤣🤣🤣

And who says I'm not? Are you some kind of goose inspector checking to see if the job was done right?
Every single goose from every single bottle has been cleared out. 😂

Richard Murphy6 said:Alright, here’s a little brain teaser for the group.
Is the shell and the egg one single thing, or are they separate?
And if the egg is alive, does that make the shell alive too?
Solve the riddle and you can toss all those cabbage heads out the window!😲 😎

Hey, where did Miller go—the guy with the Starbucks coffee icon?😕 😍 🙄 😛

Cabbage for the rabbit.
Egg for the sprout.
Shell for the target.
The dragon does not fly.
😬

Austin Hayes66 said:Of course not... don't let some amateur pundit get under your skin, you aren't Zeno.
Compared to that goose, you're basically Zeno, yeah... 👍👍
And since he's just a bottle to you, stop trying to have a conversation with a damn bottle... 🤣🤣

The sound even carries through the glass. I guess I'm doing you a favor by smashing the windows around you and scattering those geese that have latched onto you. That's probably why you feel free. But you aren't. Your glass, your bottle—those are your geese. 2=0.

electricdrifter68 said:If you've managed to catch the ego of this total clown, why on earth would you assume everyone else is acting the same way? I honestly didn't even notice that he had responded. In fact, I haven't the slightest clue where he even is. Honestly, I'm too busy chasing after some geese to keep track of such things.

My apologies. It’s a bit hard to follow you all. You seem too preoccupied chasing geese to bother referencing posts from just a week ago. Personally, I don't have the energy to dig through threads to see what's responding to what, especially since the moderator deletes half of everything anyway.
So:
I'm not sure what "clown complex" you think I have, because I don't know any clowns. And as for what kind of attitude you all picked up, I wouldn't know either, since everyone here treats each other so strangely.
As for chasing geese? Maybe goats would be a better choice.

Austin Hayes66 said:A little Zeno wisdom for Douglas Brown4:
Humpty Dumpty Had a Great fall ; All The King ’ S horses and All The King ’ S men , Couldn ’ t put Humpty Dumpty together again !
Humpty Dumpty Had a Great fall ; All The King ’ S horses and All The King ’ S men , Couldn ’ t put Humpty Dumpty together again !
All the King’s horses and all the King’s men,
Couldn’t put Humpty Dumpty together again! 😍🤣🤣🤣

Three quarks for Master Mark!
I suppose he doesn't have much of a bark
And I guess whatever he has isn't quite on target

Austin Hayes66 said:well, the goose just kept shrinking like Diogenes... 😍👍

Yeah. I know one that shrank when it got close to me. But once it moved away, it grew larger than a cow. Or maybe it turned into a cow, I guess I don't really know anymore.
Maybe it's that Solv et coagula thing, or coagula et Solv (condense and dilute).