h2g2 The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy: Earth Edition

Is joy not fun?

Having fun is perfectly valid; it helps us function, and it's...well, fun. But I don't think it's the POINT of the exercise. Joy is closer - (and it's not the same thing as fun) and perhaps a sense of achievement - and, of course, a sense of purpose....

Noggin

I think joy comes from a sence of purpose and achievement.
Fun is a short lived empty computer game, a divertion. Joy is sustainable.

Ok I applied my lateral thinking to this question
I'm asking you to be imaginative about what I came up with because I'm bound to make a mess of explaining the thought.

Time is relative.
Time does not exist.
therefore;
First thought which created the universe was the collective conscious of all of us in all physical time frames
Ie It's a paradox.
We in the here and now with our our consciousness (as first collective thought ) created the big bang in the past which is not past because all time is happening at the same time.
If anyone else can undersand my thinking and explain it better I'd be very grateful

dear oh dear

Hey!
Ok, agree with hassel that time is relative. Everything is. All life is relative to the place, person and time in life it occurs. Thats why everyone reacts differently to the same thing. Its a question of they're perspective of it.

As this is my first posting to this conversation, I wanna attack the what is the meaning of life question. I think that the meaning of life is to search for the meaning. Does that make sense? Probably not. Humans are preoccupied with this meaning, but most other animals aren't, and people lose sight of what they fundamentally are - a new model of an animal. They also forget that it is highly likely that another extinction will occur, wiping us out (if we haven't already wiped each other out). Then a different species will take over at the top of the food chain.

What I'm getting at (in a roundabout kinda way) is that maybe the search for the meaning of life isn't our quest, but someone elses experiment.

Also, 42 was the meaning of life for the ancients who were looking for it - humans are a by product of the search. Maybe our meaning is a whole different thing. Maybe our meaning is 'varifocal'. If thats the case, I wonder what the question is...

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I get you, I do!

Time is in a way all happening simultaneously. Just think that a couple of years ago, we could see 90 percent of the way back to the big bang. So, in that sense, because of light travel, it is.
Theres another theory that all time is a parallel universe, so we move through multiple parallels in every micro second so that we can live a life in a chronological order, the only way that would make sense to us. That could make timetravel possible!

Anyway, what I intended to say in this is that I understand what you were saying...

OK
This is the the formula.
time is not _________________
time O (that's a circle by the way not an oh)
That is why it it is infinite, not because it stretches into nothingness but because it loops.

thanks for the understanding kirp

I'll try harder Amanda

I did not say I did notunderstand you.

sorry Amanda, it's the written word thing again. so easy to misunderstand

That's ok.

42 is the awnser to life the universe and everything. Read The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy if you don't get it.

The question in my opinion?

Why?

The awnser?

Because.

It makes as mush sense as anything else and is very versatile.

lxt
A computer was built, deep thought, to discover the meaning of life.
Millenniums passed and the answer was given
42.
Because time had moved on, the people who heard 42, said "what was the Question and asked deep thought.
What is 42?
A giant computer - earth- was built to get this answer.
After more millennia, The answer to that question was pulled out of a bag of rune stones on earth
It was; what is 6x7
This was because neither question was linked
Which seems to me that what deep throught wanted was a better question.

"Existence that multiplied itself for sheer delight of being
and plunged into numberless trillions of forms
so that it might find itself innumerably. "

Plagerised from reseacher called ?

Interests: consciousness, microtubules, infinity and beyond, flight, the noosphere.
Why I'm here - Because I watched The Day I Died this morning and was very moved.
Questions. If consciousness exists as a quantum entanglement (cf Roger Penrose in "The Emperor's New Mind"), generated by the microtubules in braincells, which continues to cohere after brain death -
a) do these clumps (of consciousness) find another home?
b) are they looking for an organism to live in?
c) are they (temporarily) outside space-time?
d) can they go anywhere in the world or the universe?
e) if they don't find a new organism, do they just disappear? What a bummer. Or merge into some cosmic soup of consciousness? Not much fun for the ego!

At last someone who saw the documentary. Welcome.

My 'take' as a Near Death Experiencer.
a) Yes.
b) No
c) Yes.
d) Yes.
e) No and yes.

I am the only NDE who had a feeling of fear during the experience that I've come across. This fear at the end of the experience was exactly as you describe it.
A fear of absorbtion and the loss of Ego, although it is only ego that is lost. 'I' is lost to become All.
This is logical when you consider that the body is gone and that clumps of particles have a tendency to stick together and become entangled.
The All can also become the 'I' again in a different form.

The 'clumps of consciousness' are what people over centuries have refered to as soul/spirit etc.
I believe that these particles hold the universe together and are also known as the mysterious, but recognised by science, as dark matter, or dark energy.

http://www.astro.queensu.ca/~dursi/dm-tutorial/dm0.html

isn't it a Monty Python film?

Hmm

Just remember that you're standing on a planet that's evolving
And revolving at nine hundred miles an hour,
That's orbiting at nineteen miles a second, so it's reckoned,
A sun that is the source of all our power.
The sun and you and me and all the stars that we can see
Are moving at a million miles a day
In an outer spiral arm, at forty thousand miles an hour,
Of the galaxy we call the 'Milky Way'.
Our galaxy itself contains a hundred billion stars.
It's a hundred thousand light years side to side.
It bulges in the middle, sixteen thousand light years thick,
But out by us, it's just three thousand light years wide.
We're thirty thousand light years from galactic central point.
We go 'round every two hundred million years,
And our galaxy is only one of millions of billions
In this amazing and expanding universe.

The universe itself keeps on expanding and expanding
In all of the directions it can whizz
As fast as it can go, at the speed of light, you know,
Twelve million miles a minute, and that's the fastest speed there is.
So remember, when you're feeling very small and insecure,
How amazingly unlikely is your birth,
And pray that there's intelligent life somewhere up in space,
'Cause there's b****r all down here on Earth.

Hi hasslefree
'Time is relative'
Yep, I agree. When I'm 15 minutes late for work and can't find two socks that match, I freak. If I have to go to the inlaws for dinner, I'll just go barefoot rather than waste any more time looking...
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