HedgeFundGuy meinte am 2. Mar, 21:40:
I don't believe, but wish I did
Of course, I can't undo my skepticism. So how do I comfort myself, given that I'm merely an insignificant, temporary organism among trillions of others? Well, there's sex and beer, the sensual pleasures. Then there are kids and the satisfaction of doing your job well, both of which make me feel needed, connected to something larger than myself. That's enough.
Mahalanobis antwortete am 2. Mar, 22:44:
I don't believe and I wish I had more sex and Gin Tonic
Ok, at the moment I am still pretty insignificant, but one day there will be this call from the Nobel committee.... ;-D. Furthermore, I am confident that Ray Kurzweil figures out a way to load my brain on a hard disc. Robotics does the rest. Then I can drink Gin Tonic and have sex until eternity.
HedgeFundGuy antwortete am 2. Mar, 23:05:
There's the infinity problem. After K years (K is arbitrarily large), sex and Gin Tonic will be boring. Sort of like those 72 virgins the suicide bombers receive: after 99 billions years, there not young virgins, but old hags, and you still have them for an eternity!
Mahalanobis antwortete am 2. Mar, 23:19:
So how would
God (or any acceptable substitute) solve this problem? You are uncomfortable with the thought of being a temporary organism... ;-D.
stxx antwortete am 2. Mar, 23:55:
A hard disk will not exist forever. And if the operating system is developed by MSFT you will be an eternal blue screen.
