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How is it that I am?

Locked

No luck with Google. Or, for that matter, Wolfram Alpha and the Library of Congress.

I would RTFM, but it is not to be had.

Work it out for me, would you.

Topic

Clarifications

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Clarifications

Quite easy actually Santee

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You are asking the wrong questions of Google and you need to enter the Search Parameters in the rest correctly.

As for RTFM you also need to correctly enter the details to actually find the Manual as it’s hidden in a Locked Filing Cabinet in the subbasement down blocked stairs with no lift and the lights have been removed.

Fairly Typical Bureaucratic steps actually they hide what they don’t want you finding and then ask why you didn’t look there for the correct directions. 😉

Col

I am

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Putting my people on your revealments as we speak.

Of course Santee

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The above assumes that you can actually get a Internet Connection to begin with. If you can not get a Browser Home Page to load it’s all useless. 😉

But as you didn’t say any differently I’m assuming that you at the very least could get the Web Home Page. :p

If you can’t I would suggest using Boot & Nuke to wipe the HDD to get rid of every trace of Windows 7 and reload XP which just works out of the box. :^0

Col

Is this

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an off-topic, ‘metaphysical’ thing?

Of course not

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It is clearly tagged, “Security”.

If I can’t secure it, what [i]can[/i] I secure?

Which leads to

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“God”.

Hang on

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The bellows to my Mechanical Turk just failed.

Perhaps

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The nature of your queries are darker than that which our (potentially flawed) googletron is legally obliged to answer.

Or elsewhile.
They say ‘Computers are only as smart as the man who built them’. It has taken me a good 12 months to be able to decipher your posts with minimal dictionary references (though I still have it on-hand at all times), so how, then, do you expect a machine which is as smart as a man who has never met you, to be able to decipher your queries?

Except

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I do not query a machine.

I query [i]you[/i].

You do indeed

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“No luck with Google.”
You type keyword.
Google queries googlebase (database for google, I invented another something!)
Google provide your with query results.

I typed the question

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Into Wolfram Alpha, and guess where it referred me to?

Google.

You avoid the point.

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Your query was to a machine primarily.
Then secondarily to us.

What were you expecting to return from Google?

To a machine

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Programmed with algorithms devised by whom?

My point exactly

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.

it is all a conspiracy.

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see, Google is the mastermind behind all this, Google got their night minions to steal the manual, so that you couldn’t use that. Google then beat up wolfram, till it agreed to help. after that Google and Wolfram wailed on the Library of Congress till it agreed not to say anything.

the solution you say? First you have to go to the GDIP (Google Dome of Incomprehensible Pain) and defeat a level 25 minion, once you have done that , they will give you back your manual.

Minion.

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I like mine rare. I avoid freezing my minions, I think it makes them tough. Too, minions should not be allowed to sauce.
😐

etu

This manual

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You have seen it?

You don’t get no thumb for mere information leading to the arrest and conviction of same.

Produce it.

Your manual

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Is HERE

That manual

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Is one of Google algorithms.

[b]The[/b] Manual is, [b]Algorithm of the Almighty[/b].

None less will do.

Above and Beyond

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my level of spiritual comprehension, that is.
Sounds too much like psychology to me.

I have it on best authority

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Which is me, since I am, that the algorithm is digital — you can do it on your fingers.

No psycho-drivel necessary, specially the kind derived in university studies of nineteen-year-olds.

Ah! That Manual!

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That particular manual is exactly where Oh Smeg told you. What he didn’t tell you is the sub-basement is the one between your ears.

I thought the answer was …

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42

Divide, maybe

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By 21.

Please tell me that you didn’t

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Google Google did you?

If you did I have it on good authority that you will break the Internet. That could be exactly what your problem here is. :0

Col

Col

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You are altogether too wise.

That is exactly what I do. Only, it ain’t Google.

Something like this?

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http://geekswithblogs.net/images/geekswithblogs_net/alternativedotnet/WindowsLiveWriter/Dilberts404page_133FA/image_5.png

Oh, joy!

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Close enough.

RTFM? I have this one for you….

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http://www.rtfm.com/

It might be just what you are looking for.
Though if your internet is not working it is not much of a help. 🙂

Crawl, walk, run.

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Before asking, “How?”, start with, “What?”

“What”

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Is the transitive form of the question. “How” is the intransitive.

The transitive has more answers than you can shake a stick at. The intransitive — none.

“How is it that you are?

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“Fine, thanks. And you?”

Still transitive

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With “fine” you bring an “outside” standard.

I [i]have[/i] realized in my thinking that: how I am holds for [i]all[/i] that is, meaning there’s no going outside for an answer — not for me; not for you; not for anyone.

Intransitives are many kinds

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Reflexives, automatives, passives.
That you are – you are, and being you, you being, is how you are being.

Good going

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I think you are the only one, in all my time here, who has picked up on it, my having mentioned the intransitive more than once.

I will think on it, as I did before my last to you, before crafting and responding.

RE: [i]Good going

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While you’re welcome to think that way Santee maybe there is another alternative that no one else has mentioned this previously. Like

[b]You don’t need any engorgement to continue your wicked ways.[/b] :^0

Col

Advantage

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Of having learned finnish.
Now, finnish doesn’t use different markings for automatives, reflectives and passives, but the learner at some point will have to face the differences in meaning, if they get that far.

Automative covers the meaning of the formally active verb “come” in the example “water kept coming through the hole in the hull”. There’s no placement of blame, for one, no intent on the part of the water.

Reflexive covers both “run”-type meanings (“See jack run”) and “itself”-types (“the deadly ouroborous serpent buries itself in the loose sand”). There is intent on the part of the one taking action.

Passives of the finnish type don’t usually exist in english as independent verbs – instead, they’re the intransitive subset of an otherwise transitive verb’s usages.
Like “broke”, in “he was about to tell me whom he suspected, when the connection broke”.
This is different from the normal english passive “the connection was broken” which (in this case) implies a background intentional activity (someone broke it).
An unnamed perpetrator is not always the case, as in “He was killed in an car-accident” which differs from “He was killed in a knife-fight” which differs from “He was killed by his wife”… the difference is in terms of accusation.

etu+boss

Obviously,

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evaluate the wave function of the Universe and there you are.

The physical

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Doesn’t hack it. Take you and your statement, for example. Not even the Indian dieties could figure your ass out.

Whoa!

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An Indian diety is to a westindian as a diet coke is to waste coke gas. And only a deity can sort that mess out.

How it is that F(u)=B(i)M?
Begin from what it is that your I is not. It gives you a bigger field, less subjective uncertainty. Try to see how it is that your I is not; the patterns of it’s unbeing.
The pattern of it’s being is the negative image of it’s unbeing. How you unaren’t is how you are.

Or did you mean how as in “how did I come to be?” That’s a whole other barrel of fish.

If I am

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How I am not is unavailable. There is no “field”. There are no “patterns”.

If I insist to think at my outset with only two possibilities — being and/or not — I do so with tools of being. Tools of nonbeing, i.e., your “patterns”, are unavailable to me.

Being is it.

Which goes to your question, “how did I come to be?” Hark to how I put [i]Totality[/i]: there being no outside, I can’t “come” to it.

These considerations are, you might say, initial conditions to my thinking. Unless my thinking is substandard, the conditions of totality also constrain your thinking. More pointedly, they constrain speech.

Not in your case, though. And not in the case of so many others here who broach the matter with certainty that is not, theists and atheists alike.

No thumb for you.

I think therefore

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I am

[b]Totally Confused[/b] after reading that drivel above Santee.

And no I’m not going back to reread it to understand it [b]My Head Hurts.[/b] :p

Col

No thumb for you, either

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I go unrecognized in my own time.

Hurts

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When you are confronted head-on, which, I confess to doing, confronted with, “drivel”.

Don’t like drivel, myself.

Get that, Col, and you and I, we get along just fine.

Jocularity, however, I like. You are a past master with jocularity. Most of the time.

Drivel

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diverts the senses that intuitive mind may process uninhibited.

That will further do

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To knock Colin’s mind off course, to meander aimlessly in orbit, along with other debris.

I strongly suspect

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that Col is old enough he gets to do what he wants.

Which is

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To land in fighting stance, after having said to self, “Oh, shilt: how do I manage [i]this[/i] one?!

Open air-lock.

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His forte.

Oh.

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That’s right.

(looks about)

There is more to Hal than meets the eye.

Look very closely Santee

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What you see is all a Illusion or if you prefer technical terms a Holographic Projection.

Oh and that hissing that you hear is the airlock behind what you consider to be a solid wall opening. :^0

Col

Freaking gol-danged

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niggles… These things keep me awake at night. *yawns*

I see it now.

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I understand now, how you are forever.
And, yes, I see nothing breakable in your total cosmology.
Or do I understand?
Everything is forever, always was, always will be. Is that the path?

My question was, which do you ask:
how it is – that you are?
or
how it is, that you are?

The first is difficult. The second has many answers, one of which is “mysterious”, another “ineffable”.

What I’m trying to work out

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is if “dieties” was some sort of pun on the size of my ass. Not that I have such, being English.

I think

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For once I made it first on that one :p

How about a diety coke?

Please, have the honours

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I was reading the post in order, replied straight away and then read your post.

😀

What I do

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too.
Makes for many instances of me sounding like a copycat, at least to myself. Aggravating.

I just hold on to the firm belief

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that I WOULD have thought of it before anybody else. Keeps my ego firmly intact.

🙂

Transposition

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Only now do I see it. I thought Ansu had gone psychoactive, again.

I’ll leave it. You both would look psychoactive if I changed it.

I have a screen shot

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Rescription is fultile.

What is this…

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“had gone” and “look”?
To affect the psyche, is that not the point?

Psychedelic on the other hand, that’s to be avoided when possible.
Surreal is better.

How is it that I am……Poem

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How is it that I am: yet what I am none cares or knows,
My friends forsake me like a memory lost;
How is it that I am the self-consumer of my woes,
They rise and vanish in oblivious host,
Like shades in love and death’s oblivion lost;
And yet how is it that I am! and live with shadows tost

Into the nothingness of scorn and noise,
Into the living sea of waking dreams,
Where there is neither sense of life nor joys,
But the vast shipwreck of my life’s esteems;
And e’en the dearest–that I loved the best–
Are strange–nay, rather stranger than the rest.

How is it that I long for scenes where man has never trod;
A place where woman never smil’d or wept;
There to abide with my creator, God,
And sleep as I in childhood sweetly slept:
Untroubling and untroubled where I lie;
The grass below–above the vaulted sky.
🙂

Wherefrom?

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It’s my first time seeing, [i]How is it that I am[/i], in print.

Nineteenth Century English country poet

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Poor guy spent most of his time in the local insane asylum where he wrote quite a lot of his poetry. Not sure about this particular poem, though.

🙂

Forgot to give you his name!

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John Clare

on the afterlife

Is there another world for this frail dust
To warm with life and be itself again?
Something about me daily speaks there must,
And why should instinct nourish hopes in vain?
‘Tis nature’s prophesy that such will be,
And everything seems struggling to explain
The close sealed volume of its mystery.
Time wandering onward keeps its usual pace
As seeming anxious of eternity,
To meet that calm and find a resting place.
E’en the small violet feels a future power
And waits each year renewing blooms to bring,
And surely man is no inferior flower
To die unworthy of a second spring?

Afterlife

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“Outside”, and futile. Makes for some of the best damned reading in poetry and literature, though.

Very hard to find….

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It took some digging.
Actually it is really “I am”, but i added your “How is it that i am” on to it. It gives it a better tone to the poem i thought.
Hoped you liked it. 🙂

who says you are?

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not i

That

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Was transitive.

You are

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who is.

Comparable to statements issued by the Abrahamic God, Popeye, and Descartes.

Umm.

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I’m a ‘who’, too.

I hear you!

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And Horton hears you, too.

Which is why you aren’t going to get a 1500 word off-topic response from the wrong side of the “bi-cameral mind”. 😉

I see

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From the back and forth here — including your last rabbinate — that I, like anyone, can only have gotten the “be” and “am” and “is” by means of temporary scaffolding.

That scaffolding: “not”, as in nonexistence.

If you are anything like me, you are incapable of arguing for or demonstrating nonexistence. Doing so would mean you can point to an edge of nothing, or compare one part of nothing to another part, saying, “See — see the difference?”

I can’t.

So, tongue in cheek, I appose non-being to being, which yields being, then abandon the apposition, which scaffolding never “was” in the first place.

Leaves, is.

How many do you suppose go about, still, tongue planted firmly in cheek? How many will not to contemplate the terribly inconceivable alternative?

A lot, I think. Note the transitive, like your own.

Absolute values.

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And no imaginary numbers. (I say imaginary in the non-mathematical sense. And as we know, mathematical imaginary numbers are quite real.)
Absolute value of non-existence is existence. I think it is appropriate to live there.

Your mum and dad were… errr… careless. That’s why & how you are.

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Humanity shouldn’t expect too much from Google lest it could fall into the same phylosophical trap that plunged it into the dark ages: Sholastics.

You should always be aware that paper does not blush, and neither does computer screen. Let alone TV screen.

Contribution

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Noted and appreciated. “Blush”. I got to remember that.

I may have an inkling into how it is that I am. Dunno.

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How is it that you are? You could be a figment of my imagination for all I know.
To prove that you’re not, a large quantity of hundred dollar bills, delivered to our mailbox, from you, could convince me.
Barring that? Figment.

My people

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They were there, escorting the cash truck, but you weren’t home, so they left.

I don’t believe you.

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That’s the kind of response a figment of my imagination would make.
*Dons rubber Viking helmet. Makes pickle yodel.*

Did I not tell you

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Never, [i]ever[/i] use the Secret Code in public.

My memory isn’t what it used to be.

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Not even close. Sorry.

How is it that we all are?

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Isn’t that the greatest question ever?

Ours not to reason why, ours but to do and die.

I would RTFM, but I don’t have my glasses on.

AV

The manual

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Like my glasses when I’m looking for them, might be right where it is.

Greatest question ever: you got that right.

I think a greater question would be, ‘why.’

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We’re here, that’s enough,(sometimes too much), but, cleaning up my language considerably-keeping it simple-why?

Like the old question

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How do you know [i]that[/i] you know, before you ask who, what, where, when, and why.

I don’t ask people. People are all effed up.

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One way or another. Can’t fool me.
I ask my personal imaginary, omnipotent being the serious questions. My god mostly just sits around, drinking beer,(good beer) fishing, so I don’t get much for answers.

I can just feel it in my bones

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No need to ask anyone. I trust my gut instincts.

AV

How is it that I AM?

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I guess would be metaphysics.

but if you change it around,

I } U I (meaning you, Santee) is subset of U (not you but the Universe)

so the bigger question would be:

why is the UNiverse here?

I made up a term for study of this question, ‘Astrometaphysics’

I recall being in a discussion like this ages ago with BP (Black Panther)

You have pieces on the board

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Now, keep moving them until arises the fatal contradiction. Further, don’t put up with any shilt from yourself.

Thank you for

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my horror-scope for the day 🙂

I don’t know

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how it is that we are. But if I’m not, neither are you. :^0

Maybe you ARE NOT!

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and I am just IMAGINING YOU!!

but then the question would still be there, how is it that I am (being me instead of U)
where U is <> Universe as in my previous post but symbolic of You, which is now me, ok I just confused myself, and possibly you (not U)

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