Cannot stop referencing me in weird postsā¦ Itās like he wonāt stop until I validate him with some sort of response.
Can you prove we are?
Never understood the 72 virgins thing.
If I go to heaven, I want to be surrounded by 72 dirty nasty hoors, not 72 women who have never fucked before.
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These cunts are blowing themselves up, and its the 72 virgins thing you canāt understand?
Maybe a Poll should be set up to which folks prefer dirty nasty hoors or Virgins? 
There is actually a logical argument by Nick Bolstrom that we are almost certainly in a simulation created by posthumans interested in their ancestral past. It explains why we have the kind of curious minds we have as there is no evolutionary reason for lumbering apes to have curious minds.
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Perhaps it is the case that we have not evolved enough to establish why lumbring apes have inquisitive minds
If you are dead, donāt expect me to engage with your family at your funeral
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The posthumans will get some shock when they realise their ancestors stick cans of beer up chickens arses and spend their days arguing unwinable arguments over which human footballer was better on incomparable data.
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Not convincing. Even lesser apes display curiosity at a rudimentary level. Discovering new things delivers greater rewards and advances us as a species. Itās for the same reason that humans are hard wired to be inherently optimistic, to encourage risk taking behaviours which in turn leads to greater potential returns. Same again as regards lack of capacity to remember pain, encourages risk taking and reproduction.
Itās just the weeding out process, those who appreciate the fine things in life (beerbutt chicken) and attract mates versus those that donāt. Natural selection at work. I agree it doesnāt explain the never ending arguments regarding sport, although thatās exclusively a male thing. It could be a spandrel i.e. A useless byproduct of evolution that has persisted because itās associated with something useful.
I subscribe to the history channel theory of the who/why/what question.
Iām not talking about being curious about external objects, as in picking up shiny objects. Iām talking about conscious awareness of this notion of self or examining ourselves. Thereās no obvious reason for that although the count may be right and we just havenāt figured it out yetā¦ or itās another spandrel. Fucking spandrels.
I guess we first need to establish what death is - but all we have is physical evidence for that- plenty of people who have been dead for a short period have described what the sensation was like and most describe a dream like state of consciousness - being around friends/family. We know the brain is thought/energy and energy cannot be destroyed- it wouldnāt be too far fetched to say this energy travels somewhere else once the physical body dies- lets say it comes down to your beliefs and thought process as you die - you cling to whatever reality it is you beleive in- some go to what they believe to be a place called heaven- others who are desperate to stay alive- stay stuck in a reality similar to the world they lived inā¦ If iām fully convinced iām alive surely iāll still experience pain and all other sensual experiences in this reality as I would when I am alive? How do I tell one reality from the other? This is very worrying. Iāve already established that time doesnāt exist- but perhaps time isnāt the problem, maybe I donāt exist in the way I think I do.
Complete nonsense.
I think therefore I am.
Thatās horseshit - That only lets me know I exist - it doesnāt tell me anything about the external reality I live in or if that is real.
Stop living inside your head. Go way and have a pint or something and relax and enjoy life.
My missus knew she was on to a winner the first day she saw me jam a beer can up a chickenās a-hole. A defining moment in our relationship.
PS. Checked for my pulse there. Iām no doctor, but could not find it high up nor low down. I even watched a how-to video on YouTube. Conclusion: Iām dead. QED.
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It has already been established that thoughts are energy - energy cannot be destroyed - so this energy exists - this we know. But where does it exist and how do I know everything around me exists - Descartes merely lets me sitting alone with my thoughts.
You donāt exist the way you think you do. The sense of self is a complete illusion. Try a bit of meditation and observe your ego dissolve, itās a bit disconcerting to realize the thing you think of as you doesnāt exist.
By brain I assume you mean mind. Itās a fair argument to state that we donāt understand the nature of mind in terms of causation, only through correlation. If you get a belt of a hurl on the head where does your mind go? And how does it come back, usually the sane as it was? There are only two plausible hypotheses, either the physical brain produces mind by processes we donāt understand, or the brain is a kind of filtering device that taps into some super mind out there (in the matrix).