Originally posted by Shapley:
GC,
I enjoy my life. I can't think of anyone else whose life I could do better than they do, or whose life I would want to live other than my own.
And therein, sir, lies the essence of the conundrum. We are told we may be any living 'thing'(or thing that has lived or will live)
except ourselves . So who, or what should we be? It might be great to be a dinosaur, for instance, just to see what the world was like, but I'd have no way of processing the info if what scientist posit about dinosaurs' mental capacity is correct, so why be a dinosaur if what you want is to see this part of the past?
I don't know that I'd enjoy being an animal because I enjoy this 'brain' (
You might let your face know! UB.ED) even with all my frustrations at my inability to operate it better. I don't know that I'd like to function without that 'impediment'. Perhaps this is due to my inability to imagine functioning as, say a bird, or any other type of 'lower'lifeform?
So I opt for a human and the relative 'comfort' of that form. I think I'll take my chances with anyone born 1000 years hence. Who knows what we (I)'ll find?
"I adore art...when I am alone with my notes, my heart pounds and the tears stream from my eyes, and my emotion and my joys are too much to bear"-Giuseppe Verdi