POEM: Free Will Compelling

I find the of very compelling.

I like this simple one line poem because it juxtaposes two seeming opposites.  is often viewed as some kind of absolute.  is on the other end of the spectrum, except that we also typically view it as some kind of absolute, that which one has no choice about.  Of course, this reminds me of perhaps the only quote I can recall from the complex, sophisticated and difficult-to-read author and philosopher, John Paul Sartre: “We are condemned to be free.”  I view neither nor as absolute.  always has limits, and the very existence of and human beings bring some to any situation no matter how compulsory we view it.  However, let’s get back to the poem.  What I mean by finding the of very compelling, is that it is predictably surprising how free we are, that we always have a choice in any situation.  By exercising our free will, our of this essential and irreducible can grow.  We are faced with an infinite number of at any given moment.  If you don’t believe this, you may have just flunked the first question of a test.  The reason I like Jean-Paul Sartre’s quote so much is that it also juxtaposes two apparent opposites.  Being condemned, or forced, to be free.  Of course, this is what drives John Paul into an frenzy, being unable to pin down any ground of our being, or God, he is left with a of being condemned by some unknown or unknowable reality, yet mystically or coincidentally, he happens to the good fortune of gaining within this reality.  In fact, can be viewed as a nuisance, in that facing that infinite number of at any given moment, and seeming to have no ultimate basis for making any particular choice, leaves us to our own subjective devices.  I actually find it kind of and that felt so compelled to find the determinants (sic) of free will.  Of course, I’m teasing him a bit.  More fairly, he did groundbreaking in epistemology, the study of the limits of human knowledge.  Quite obviously, one cannot find the determinants of free will.  However, one may be able to map out certain boundaries to where and how operates.  Since he won the Nobel prize for literature, I’ll assume that is exceeds mine in this respect, or perhaps, no one could understand what he was saying and thought that giving him a prize might be appropriate to not appear stupid.  In my own experiments with free will, I feel compelled to experiment more — to exercise my more and more.  This seems to be more practical than writing a 300+ page book about the structures of consciousness.  But that’s just my choice…

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