pismonque
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While I think that when all is said and done, there aren't really any squatches and all evidence of their existence is generally rational stuff that's just misunderstood and unknown (or manufactured), I still like to keep at least a fingernail's hold onto the mysterious possibilities of the universe, even if just for the fun and imagination of it.
In other words, I'm a dedicated skeptic of the supernatural and crypto-whatever but I would love to see a discovery of something really bizarre and mysterious.
I'm not religious but I do feel like there is a higher order to the universe, and realms of existence beyond our knowing, but that's really just based on an awareness of the extreme limitations of our observation and speculation. Even within the three dimensions we operate in, there's so much more out there than we'll ever know or comprehend, so it's kind of foolish to be dogmatic about anything, including science or the rejection of the metaphysical.
I'm often reminded of a 19th-century book called Flatland, where the main character, a square being, lives in a two-dimensional plane whose inhabitants have no concept of a third dimension — their experience of the world has no up or down, but essentially is a single surrounding line of view with enough depth perception to see the shapes of other beings and objects on their plane.
The square is visited one day by a sphere who intersects his plane to teach him the truth of a third dimension; his perception of the sphere is that it appears as a circle being who gets larger and smaller as it moves up and down, very confusing and mysterious to him. After being taken out of the plane by the sphere and understanding the third dimension, the square tries to teach the truth to others but is castigated as a heretic and a madman.
Now, I know there are people on here that believe squatches operate interdimensionally, and that's fine, although I don't believe that myself, but that's not my point in mentioning that book. It's just a nice, simple illustration that there's likely a lot more to existence than we have the ability to perceive, or probably even imagine, given the limitations of the little meat computers in our skulls (hell, we haven't even figured those out yet!). Maybe it's more dimensions, sure, or maybe even the idea of dimensions is a simplistic construct we came up with to put order to things. I don't know. But not knowing is both inspiring and liberating. And the recognition of it necessarily precludes dogmatism toward any end.
Still, our simple constructs are all we have on which to build ration and reason and science, and we know enough to embrace those constructs that are durable, repeatable, translatable and [a whole bunch of other adjectives]. We've done very well constructing an awful lot of those.
That science is what I choose to lean on, and when it doesn't suffice to explain some mystery, my argument will always be that we just haven't gotten enough evidence yet and the answer is much more likely to be mundane than mystical. But I'll always hold out that sliver of hope for seeing a squatch ride a unicorn through a time portal.
Oh looky, I'm long-winded. I hope to hell you didn't actually read all this drivel.
In other words, I'm a dedicated skeptic of the supernatural and crypto-whatever but I would love to see a discovery of something really bizarre and mysterious.
I'm not religious but I do feel like there is a higher order to the universe, and realms of existence beyond our knowing, but that's really just based on an awareness of the extreme limitations of our observation and speculation. Even within the three dimensions we operate in, there's so much more out there than we'll ever know or comprehend, so it's kind of foolish to be dogmatic about anything, including science or the rejection of the metaphysical.
I'm often reminded of a 19th-century book called Flatland, where the main character, a square being, lives in a two-dimensional plane whose inhabitants have no concept of a third dimension — their experience of the world has no up or down, but essentially is a single surrounding line of view with enough depth perception to see the shapes of other beings and objects on their plane.
The square is visited one day by a sphere who intersects his plane to teach him the truth of a third dimension; his perception of the sphere is that it appears as a circle being who gets larger and smaller as it moves up and down, very confusing and mysterious to him. After being taken out of the plane by the sphere and understanding the third dimension, the square tries to teach the truth to others but is castigated as a heretic and a madman.
Now, I know there are people on here that believe squatches operate interdimensionally, and that's fine, although I don't believe that myself, but that's not my point in mentioning that book. It's just a nice, simple illustration that there's likely a lot more to existence than we have the ability to perceive, or probably even imagine, given the limitations of the little meat computers in our skulls (hell, we haven't even figured those out yet!). Maybe it's more dimensions, sure, or maybe even the idea of dimensions is a simplistic construct we came up with to put order to things. I don't know. But not knowing is both inspiring and liberating. And the recognition of it necessarily precludes dogmatism toward any end.
Still, our simple constructs are all we have on which to build ration and reason and science, and we know enough to embrace those constructs that are durable, repeatable, translatable and [a whole bunch of other adjectives]. We've done very well constructing an awful lot of those.
That science is what I choose to lean on, and when it doesn't suffice to explain some mystery, my argument will always be that we just haven't gotten enough evidence yet and the answer is much more likely to be mundane than mystical. But I'll always hold out that sliver of hope for seeing a squatch ride a unicorn through a time portal.
Oh looky, I'm long-winded. I hope to hell you didn't actually read all this drivel.
