Sunday, September 20, 2009
I cannot say with confidence that the feelings I experience are genuine. I am merely a creation of God, everything that I am, everything that I have is not to be called mine; Not my body, not my posessions...Is there anything that is truely mine?
When I think that these emotions and feelings could be artificial; that I could just be, in fact, an empty doll; that my entire existence is a simulation created by computers...would that feeling be artificial as well? Would it be so terrible if there was something that is mine and mine alone?
Where do feelings go? It's disturbing how one can be pushed around by one's feelings, how dangerous, but then what else would drive us forward? For what are dreams without emotions to deem them worthwhile; what are friends and enemies without emotions to define them, to seperate them into their respective categories?
Are my feelings an artificial creation? Am I just a work of fiction meant to be written off?
fire and ice clashed at [9:43 AM]