On the Word "Value"
The moment I come to consider something valuable is the moment when that something is lost to me.
posted by Jackie | 2:03 AM
What if the worlde were mayde of thicke starres?
Hello and welcome to my online journal. I've been sent here by a daimon to write what thoughts I might be having at any particular moment of the day, though I evade the task when I can.
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- Name: Jackie
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A 22-year old girl full of fancy, admiring people and things with a passion hidden behind glass.
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2 Comments:
Hey, that's true. I've always thought it in terms of happiness and innocence only. Seems like there are potentially a lot more with the when-conscious-of-something-the-something-is-destroyed: perhaps like ignorance -- 'you fail to be ignorant once you consider if you are', hmm, actually that one is debatable. Hmm, actually, Descartes' cogito is kind-of founded on the positive side of that structure. How 'great' would it be if 'I think, I fail to be'.
- Ja_ _
I think that is a marvelous insight - I was thinking of something much more simple (that which has mere monetary value is not essential to my being). In some sense, thinking does cause a failure in being, videlicet Hamlet...
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