In the End

[xotoxi]

In life, we all do something of which we are proud. Something that we dedicate a lot of time towards.

Whether it be a career, family, hobbies, friendships. We spend our lives building and connecting all the facets that make each of us who we are.

We learn from others, and we teach others. We teach our children, and we learn from them. We have fun. We relax. We explore the world, even if the world is not very far from home.

And after all that building, learning, teaching, and exploring...we die. That is how it ends for each and every single one of us.

Things that we created remain behind, at least for a while. But our thoughts and memories disappear as we die.



Not to change the subject...but we had awesome whether this weekend here in Maine. Lots of gardening and a picnic by the ocean with the kids. Just wonderful!

 

[dilloduck]

But our thoughts and memories disappear as we die.

Are you positive ?

 

[JBeukema]

In the end, those deeds are all forgotten and meaningless.

 

[dilloduck]

In the end, those deeds are all forgotten and meaningless.

Are you sure ?

 

[xotoxi]

But our thoughts and memories disappear as we die.

Are you positive ?

No. I haven't been dead yet.

But I have held a brain in my hands. When I was holding it, I wondered if the individual's memories were still inside their brain, locked in this formaldehyde preserved organ. Or, when blood flow to the brain ceased, and thus all electrical activity ceased as well, whether those memories disappeared like when you lose power to the computer while composing an essay in Microsoft Word.

 

[dilloduck]

But our thoughts and memories disappear as we die.

Are you positive ?

No. I haven't been dead yet.

But I have held a brain in my hands. When I was holding it, I wondered if the individual's memories were still inside their brain, locked in this formaldehyde preserved organ. Or, when blood flow to the brain ceased, and thus all electrical activity ceased as well, whether those memories disappeared like when you lose power to the computer while composing an essay in Microsoft Word.

i've held em too and watched that blip on an ECG get slower and slower and stop. But I'm still not sure if that means anything

 

[xotoxi]

Are you positive ?

No. I haven't been dead yet.

But I have held a brain in my hands. When I was holding it, I wondered if the individual's memories were still inside their brain, locked in this formaldehyde preserved organ. Or, when blood flow to the brain ceased, and thus all electrical activity ceased as well, whether those memories disappeared like when you lose power to the computer while composing an essay in Microsoft Word.

i've held em too and watched that blip on an ECG get slower and slower and stop. But I'm still not sure if that means anything

I personally am fascinated by memory.

What is it? The brain is made up of cells. Neurological impulses are electricity formed by sodium, potassium, chloride, and calcium going in and out of cells.

But is memory neurological impulses that keep triggering? Or is it some sort of protein that our body makes and then translates when that memory is brought forth from the depths of the mind?

Think back to some event 10 years ago. You can remember it, even though you may not have thought about it for years. Of course, some of the details may be sketchy, and your brain fills in some of the gaps. But it is essentially all still there.

Weird.

 

[dilloduck]

In the end, those deeds are all forgotten and meaningless.

and so will that comment. But here we are---what will we do with ourselves ? Make up a game to play ? Choose some point that we should try to get to ? Save the whales ? -----------Seriously----what the hell are we going to do now given the little information we have to go on ?

 

[JBeukema]

er to the computer while composing an essay in Microsoft Word.[/QUOTE]

and so will that comment. But here we are---what will we do with ourselves ? Make up a game to play ? Choose some point that we should try to get to ? Save the whales ? -----------Seriously----what the hell are we going to do now given the little information we have to go on ?

Eat, drink fuck, and try to make our stay as pleasant as possible.

 

[dilloduck]

er to the computer while composing an essay in Microsoft Word.

and so will that comment. But here we are---what will we do with ourselves ? Make up a game to play ? Choose some point that we should try to get to ? Save the whales ? -----------Seriously----what the hell are we going to do now given the little information we have to go on ?

Eat, drink fuck, and try to make our stay as pleasant as possible.[/QUOTE]

That certainly is one option

 

[Yurt]

one of my favorite songs

"In The End"

(It starts with)
One thing / I don’t know why
It doesn’t even matter how hard you try
Keep that in mind / I designed this rhyme
To explain in due time
All I know
time is a valuable thing
Watch it fly by as the pendulum swings
Watch it count down to the end of the day
The clock ticks life away
It’s so unreal
Didn’t look out below
Watch the time go right out the window
Trying to hold on / but didn’t even know
Wasted it all just to
Watch you go
I kept everything inside and even though I tried / it all fell apart
What it meant to me / will eventually / be a memory / of a time when I tried so hard
And got so far
But in the end
It doesn't even matter
I had to fall
To lose it all
But in the end
It doesn't even matter
One thing / I don’t know why
It doesn’t even matter how hard you try
Keep that in mind / I designed this rhyme
To remind myself how
I tried so hard
In spite of the way you were mocking me
Acting like I was part of your property
Remembering all the times you fought with me
I’m surprised it got so (far)
Things aren’t the way they were before
You wouldn’t even recognize me anymore
Not that you knew me back then
But it all comes back to me
In the end
You kept everything inside and even though I tried / it all fell apart
What it meant to me / will eventually / be a memory / of a time when I tried so hard
And got so far
But in the end
It doesn’t even matter
I had to fall
To lose it all
But in the end
It doesn’t even matter
I've put my trust in you
Pushed as far as I can go
For all this
There’s only one thing you should know
I've put my trust in you
Pushed as far as I can go
For all this
There’s only one thing you should know
I tried so hard
And got so far
But in the end
It doesn’t even matter
I had to fall
To lose it all
But in the end
It doesn’t even matter

LINKIN PARK LYRICS - In The End

 

[007]

No. I haven't been dead yet.

But I have held a brain in my hands. When I was holding it, I wondered if the individual's memories were still inside their brain, locked in this formaldehyde preserved organ. Or, when blood flow to the brain ceased, and thus all electrical activity ceased as well, whether those memories disappeared like when you lose power to the computer while composing an essay in Microsoft Word.

i've held em too and watched that blip on an ECG get slower and slower and stop. But I'm still not sure if that means anything

I personally am fascinated by memory.

What is it? The brain is made up of cells. Neurological impulses are electricity formed by sodium, potassium, chloride, and calcium going in and out of cells.

But is memory neurological impulses that keep triggering? Or is it some sort of protein that our body makes and then translates when that memory is brought forth from the depths of the mind?

Think back to some event 10 years ago. You can remember it, even though you may not have thought about it for years. Of course, some of the details may be sketchy, and your brain fills in some of the gaps. But it is essentially all still there.

Weird.

Maybe it's not your brain that is holding those memories. Maybe it's your soul. Because if it's your brain, and when you die and those memories die with your brain, your soul wouldn't know who you were if that were the case...

 

[xotoxi]

i've held em too and watched that blip on an ECG get slower and slower and stop. But I'm still not sure if that means anything

I personally am fascinated by memory.

What is it? The brain is made up of cells. Neurological impulses are electricity formed by sodium, potassium, chloride, and calcium going in and out of cells.

But is memory neurological impulses that keep triggering? Or is it some sort of protein that our body makes and then translates when that memory is brought forth from the depths of the mind?

Think back to some event 10 years ago. You can remember it, even though you may not have thought about it for years. Of course, some of the details may be sketchy, and your brain fills in some of the gaps. But it is essentially all still there.

Weird.

Maybe it's not your brain that is holding those memories. Maybe it's your soul. Because if it's your brain, and when you die and those memories die with your brain, your soul wouldn't know who you were if that were the case...

Then where is it stored in one's soul? And in what form are memories stored in one's soul? Electrical? Chemical? Biochemical? Magic?

 

[xotoxi]

one of my favorite songs

"In The End"

(It starts with)
One thing / I don’t know why
It doesn’t even matter how hard you try
Keep that in mind / I designed this rhyme
To explain in due time
All I know...

In the End | Linkin Park | Music Video | MTV

 

[Gunny]

In the End ...

There can be only one.

 

[strollingbones]

interesting thread...as i watch my mother slip away...i can tell you this...the memories are locked deep in the brain....how odd it is..reversion back to an earlier time....you grandkids become your kids...my mother is not at that stage but my father's mother went there quickly...i was my aunt...i felt so sorry for my aunt when grandmother would ask her who she was again? but the brain only holds one lifetime...i believe the soul holds many more.

 

[JBeukema]

Maybe it's not your brain that is holding those memories. Maybe it's your soul.

1)Demonstrate the soul exists
2)Explain Alzheimers in your model
3)Explain memory loss due to concussion or brain damage, using your hypothesis

Because if it's your brain, and when you die and those memories die with your brain, your soul wouldn't know who you were if that were the case...

You're presupposing the existence of the soul because the soul wouldn't be able to remember if it didn't exist?

 

[editec]

Always knew that I be an apostle
Knew that I would make it if I tried.
Then when I retire I can write the gospels
So they'll still talk about me when I die.

Apostles' theme - Jesus Christ Superstar.

In the final analysis, your life's measure will not be what you accumulated when you lived, but what you gave others before you died.

 

[JBeukema]

 

[JBeukema]