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Out of Head Experience
Friday, August 17th, 2007 by Admiral_CoeymanWhile doing my periodic stand up philosophy, I made an interesting discovery. You have never seen me. Unless I told you so, you would have no way of knowing that I am a little blue furry creature from Proxima Centauri. All that you can see of me, through the blinking dots on your monitor screen, is my mind. I do understand what a scary experience that must be for you and I do apologize.
Is this a good thing or a bad thing? All of the people that you know online are only the images that they project. Physically, you cannot be sure of anything because there is nothing physical in cyberspace. In cyberspace, there is only mind. I was tempted to write intellect; however, intellect may be the smallest part of our Internet personae.
People feel free to post their passions on the Internet. Even a stand up philosopher can see that visitors are not seeking out the long reports on philosophical and theoretical minutiae. On the Internet, if it yells, it gets heard. Emotion is easier to conduct through groups than even the simplest thought. This is the way that we are designed.
If we could overcome our obsession with passionate tirades, I feel that it would be a good thing that the Internet has no real faces. This is a place where only the real you can be seen. For better and worse, I can grade my perception of you, and you can grade your perception of me, only based upon the content of my thoughts. Even the image that I portray to you says something about me that has little to do with the physical form that I hold in the lower world or matter. Is the Internet not the best place for people to be judged for the content of their character in place of physical form and flaws?
The way in which you respond to any stimulus on the Internet must stand on its own because I cannot see you to base my judgement on your outer form. Anything that I know about you is suspect and I must account for the fact that everything that I know about your out of cyberspace self could be a pure fantasy. I can only know what the fantasy you have chosen says about you. Other than that, we are minds floating in the electronic simulation of reality. What does this pure projection of our inner identity say about us?
