Just about bedtime.

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No, I didn't get to a thing.  Rested.  It's in the mid 70's in the house, mid 80's outside, or was an hour or two ago.  I have been reading an e-mag.  Sci-fi based.

The most recent story was more a conversation about the various Matrix movies.  While I agree with him, on the one hand, in that I too believe the second and third movies were significant, just in a different way (less pop, more thinking), I disagree with him a great deal about what it all means.  Actually, I agree with his notions about what the the sequels suggest, or the questions they present, and some of the possibilities.  I simply disagree with what he sees as the probable solutions.

Is there such a thing as free will?  Philosophy, which has become, to my mind, for the most part, a subset of logic, thus mathematics, can no more decide that than physics or any field of mathematics.  These things, at their very best, can provide a mechanism for how something might happen, not why it might happen.  Being a professor of philosophy probably doesn't give him rise to entertain the hard sciences well enough to understand their limits.  Wine and cheese with wowed undergrads, and various other intellectuals, discussing people from history who honestly understood even less than they, but with a toast as if toasting immortals and gods.  It's just the way of it.  I think, for men who limit themselves in order to have overpaid, underworked, employment, they have to believe in... whatever they are told to believe.  Anything but God, and that would preclude choice, which would also cover their caddish, queer, socialist, behavior... while they live at the wrong end of that line of history.  Dead enders of their own hands, is it?  Yeah.

Never mind.  You do have free will.  That free will may, or may not, have any affect in this world.  It may be canceling, good for bad.  It may purely come down to intent, though I don't believe that is always, or even usually, the case.  Still, it is a possibility.  Such men would have the greatest of faith, mind you.  God alone will know their hearts and judge them in their great faith just so.

While I don't think highly of philosophers, I do admit that they can be greatly entertaining when not trying to foolishly grandstand.  The best are the ones who are honestly still looking.  If they have closed doors, say to God, then they are not still looking.  Usually I find those who have chosen other than God, have chosen so not because God has failed them, but that they have failed God.  They want perfection, but, to them, God's rules are too hard.  Why have sin, which is debt, to hold you down, when denial is so easy.  One might have to do drugs, or be careless sexually, and dig deeper and more often, to offset one sin with another, and attempt to forget so as to have no need to forgive or be forgiven of mind.  The further the deeper, and maintaining a steady orbit just away from God is impossible.  Either closer or farther.

Interesting reading.  And several stories before this, that were more true stories, then with questions the story might have raised.  Some good, some too simple, some just not to my taste, but a bonus feature I rather enjoyed.  Some of the less than favored questions lead me to seek questions that I much preferred, and am consider even now.  On the dark side of my mind... where consciousness does not see.  Who needs to sleep to walk there?  Well, I don't, whatever else the case.  I may not know what is happening to know something is happening.  Sometimes I even get various levels of the results, and can add questions, do a mark up, and send it back through the loop.  If I have the time and interest.  It all comes back, in time.

Good night.