there is no good evidence that it is not conscious
incredible line of reasoning, just foolproof logic right there
The sun is an eldrich horror and constantly screaming into the void in ways that both sustain us and kill us. While we can’t prove it isn’t conscious we should try to kill it anyway just to be sure.
It’s less of a leap than “there is no proof god don’t exist” because Sun at least does exist.
Russell’s teapot
Medieval peasants were smarter than this
no evidence that it is not
positivists in shambles
People will go to amazing lengths to justify tanning their butthole.
Imagine sunbathing the one place on your body that’s quite literally biologically evolved to not get sunbathed.
Imagine getting basal cell carcinoma on your forbidden strip
forbidden strip
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You don’t goatse the sun? I enjoy tanning my rectum.
I want to look and feel my best, that’s all the justification I need
T-T-T-TAINT TANNING
if only I could be so grossly incandescentThere’s no documented evidence of the little rock troll that lives in my colon and flattens my turds either but i know he’s there.
If your turds are always flat, it might be time for a colonoscopy
They are not but thank you for the concern
No just make him a little jacket, make sure he’s warm
Marble bust guys will see this and be like
, but try telling them capital is an inhuman malevolent pseudo-intelligence and see how fast you hear the words “econ 101”Listen I’m on board but you’re gonna have to tell me how you think the sun communicates its wishes
Esoteric fascism. It’s the myth of the noble savage, but white people are the noble savage this time.
White supremacists are doing all the things they make fun of both indigenous and black people for doing, but it’s classy because whites are doing it.
If an indigenous person says they worship the sun with a straight face, they’re a “dumb savage”. If a white person claims their white ancestry makes them a magical demigod, we’re all supposed to take that seriously or risk being socially ostracized for being ‘woke’.
nah nah nah im just asking for the method of communication. like how do we know what it wants us to do. what language does it speak? if there’s a big solar flare did we piss it off or did we make it happy
if there’s a big solar flare did we piss it off or did we make it happy
A typical solar flare = happiness
A bigger one = anger
how do we know a solar flare isnt just a fart though
That’s a coronal mass ejection.
The sun is about as anti-White as an inanimate object can get.
But have you considered spices? I know there’s a penalty for them having once been animate, but . . .
Some white people can eat lots of really spicy food, just as well as PoC can.
No white person is immune to sunburn.
What no vegetables does to a mf
Everyone online is trying to outdo each other in saying the most insane shit.
Honestly, I think the left should double down on its “I fucking love science” branding. Of course they’re going to call us nerds for believing in science, those idiots think they have superpowers and that they need to sacrifice women or else the magic will be sad.
That, and Soviet scientific aesthetics go hard.
The more outrageous the thing, the higher the likelihood someone will screenshot it, spread it to mock it and of course other cranks will see and agree, while also getting the next unhinged view ready to print.
It’s less insane than most of religions because Sun at least does exist, but we somehow don’t react like this on everything they say based on unproven premise.
The Sun did 9/11
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The sun is definitely the most rational thing to worship in general. It literally gives us life. With the exception of some really deep sea life, pretty much all energy used to sustain life on Earth ultimately comes from sunlight.
But thinking the sun is conscious is pretty dumb.
I think the sun is up there, but there’s also something to be said for worshipping the Earth or the air, as well as the ocean and/or the moon if you live on a coast or island or something. The cool thing about those four is that none of them reliably cause cancer like the sun does unless you go digging for radioactive elements or whatever.
The Sun is probably what most resembles the Abrahamic God (complete with not being able to look at its face), but I think the other options more resemble other religious ethea, plus the moon sometimes eclipses the sun, which means it’s way less scary to worship the moon (lunar eclipses are whatever).
kind of fails at “there’s no evidence it ain’t”
YMMV on the interaction part. The sun acts on you pretty regularly, not sure I act on the sun much
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yeah but you don’t gotta
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Unless it is
There’s also the much smaller ball of rock that deeply affects many aspects of life but doesn’t give you cancer, there is the air that permeates everything the vast majority of humans interact with (and we can only survive for minutes without), there is the ocean from which we came, get food, and travel on, and also just the planet itself or the earthy bits specifically, which are the literal foundation of all human existence (fuck seasteading). I’m just saying you have other choices that are p valid.
you do tug on it a lil bit as far as gravity goes, i think. like about as much as it tugs on you. its just that the earth tugs way harder cause you’re so much closer to it
Believing a ghost that I can’t see has superpowers makes more sense than believing that my kitchen table, which I can see, has superpowers. The invisibility is part of the superpowers. Why would my table be alive and have powers and just fucking sit there?
It demands blood.
I will sacrifice a filet of fish to the sun.
But even if you could communicate with the sun, why would the sun want to communicate with you? A little flesh blob filled with those gross heavier elements instead of much nicer hydrogen and helium?
This is something I’ve never understood about all this woo pseudo-pagan “mother gaia” type stuff, why would the earth itself, or the sun or universe or whatever, care about a single tiny person within it?
But the sun does communicate with me. Everytime I look at it, my eyes burn terribly. This is the sun communicating to me that it does not wish to be directly observed
They are perfectly happy ascribing them a number of other superhuman and supernatural abilities. Why not the superhuman ability to care?
I guess it just confuses me, because it’s one thing to ascribe superhuman traits to an invisible deity, entirely another to give them to an actual, tangible object we can interact with and know a lot about.
it’d be like caring about a single cell on your skin
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You’ve put to words very well what I’ve felt strongly for a while now, that we are all the same liquid decanted into different containers, the same light refracting into different prisms
how much do any of us think about the cells of our own body? must be rough, being a skin cell in the fingertip
Panpsychism is a kind of cosmic horror mythos.
I think the idea is that the magical force - the earth, the sun, the universe, god, whatever - cares about every single tiny person and every single tiny being, so yes of course it cares about you too.
I think the preponderance of the evidence suggests that nobody gives much of a fuck about anyone else, let alone any magical forces caring about everyone and everything.
I’d like to think that ineffable something that can be glimpsed at the heights of love, ecstasy, psychedelics, etc, is a kind of magical force that could affect change through the power of tremendous collective care.
[We’re in fuckin 1320 motherfucker, you are a serf. Bitch, you live in Alsace. You are a peasant. You need to give your fucking lord the grain.
Your fucking children? You’ve had 15 children. You’ve never taken a bath. You’ve, literally, never washed your penis. You’ve never used toilet paper. Motherfucker, you have worms. You are dying. You’ve had 40 children; three of them are alive. Two of them are child soldiers in the Duke’s army. Bitch, the greatest thing you can hope for is to die at the ripe age of 36. You fucking can’t read. You don’t know what TV is. You are literally, if you are transported to today, the worst gamer of all time. You don’t know shit. You literally probably don’t know what the direction left is.
I’m sure some medieval guy is gonna get mad at me. Bitch, I’ve been to the renaissance fair. I have eaten a large turkey wing (which the juggalos call ‘bitch beaters’; which I think is problematic but a funny thing to call them). Motherfucker, you gotta recognise where you are and then you gotta get past that. You gotta be unemotional and, I know I’m not being a great display of that myself, but you gotta. You can’t sink into this hole. You live in the oubliette, you need to climb up that ladder motherfucker. You live in the hole! You’re in the hole! You are a rat, and a rat when he’s in the hole gets fucked. People only throw trash in the hole. You know what, you need to eat a body and you need to carry the plague. You need to carry a plague around this whole world that will change this whole fucking world and all your enemies will vomit black bile and they will choke on blood and grow boils and die. But only if you get together with your other rats and you come up with some kind of super plague to fucking end your enemies and end this nightmare.](https://soundcloud.com/distantdreamz/were-in-fuckin-1320-motherfucker)
Yeah, sure, I can stare at it and it can give me cancer. That’s an interaction.
The sun is conscious… and malevolent
UN THE SUN THE SUN THE SUN THE SUN T
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Yessss Sunless Skies?
Sea, but yeah
