Yes I realize that this is like comparing apples to oranges, or even meat to fruits, but if and when push comes to shove, and TSHTF and one has to choose (paradox of choice) an exclusively singular source of hedonistic happiness, then which neural correlates of consciousness prominently arise as the most salient categorical perceptions of higher order qualia?
Does one choose the hobbies and interest associated with building and playing top of the line and state of the art desktop PC computer for applications, simulations, and hardcore PC gaming and all the tangential and peripheral emotions and experiences that is associate with it... and to stimulate the neocortical regions of the brain by supplying it with ample intellectual feasts derived from the utilization and maximization of the enjoyment of modern day computational devices of the information age...
OR
Does one revert back to basking in the meditative presence of a sensual and alluring female, and catering to one's more primitive, more primordial and more reptilian parts of the brain by subjecting oneself to be inundated and awash in the realms of limbic resonance, limbic regulation and all that stems from the interactions of dyadic interpersonal relationships, emotional attachment, human bonding, and the etched imprints of the quintessential archetypes of feminine aesthetic beauty, elegance and grace?
The juxtaposition is ever so prominent and stark precisely at critical junctures such as these real life scenarios:
You are at Fry's geeking out and specing out your next computer build or component upgrade.... Then suddenly out of the corner of your eye you see this amazingly captivating and lovely beautiful female creature, and for a fraction of a split second you instantly recognize, acknowledge and recall what life is ACTUALLY all about, and you are forlorn, heartbroken and devastated and disappointed as you realize just how much a beautiful woman can have an affect on you, and that in the wake of such an alarming distraction, you are left with the overwhelming feeling that your love of computers not only is a totally different categorical essence/qualia altogether, but totally becomes instantly trivial, meaningless and pales in comparison (it doesn't compare) to being in the presence of such feminine gracefulness....
That all the GTX980's and Devil's Canyon in the world cannot be compared to the simple smile or kiss or the joy that you could derive from the contentment of being with the girl in and of your dreams, to live out happily ever after forever and a day, where a perfect moment becomes blurred and extended into an entire lifetime, or where you can live a lifetime in a moment....
And yet, ironically, that is not to say that the pleasures derived from computing/gaming/tech doesn't have a salient compellingness in and of itself own distinctive albeit different right.
How can we normalize and reconcile such stark, non-congruent, contrasting relativistic juxtapositions in our inner minds and inner worlds and come to terms with our inner states of beings and to discover what experiences we truly wish for the most in life?
Does one choose the hobbies and interest associated with building and playing top of the line and state of the art desktop PC computer for applications, simulations, and hardcore PC gaming and all the tangential and peripheral emotions and experiences that is associate with it... and to stimulate the neocortical regions of the brain by supplying it with ample intellectual feasts derived from the utilization and maximization of the enjoyment of modern day computational devices of the information age...
OR
Does one revert back to basking in the meditative presence of a sensual and alluring female, and catering to one's more primitive, more primordial and more reptilian parts of the brain by subjecting oneself to be inundated and awash in the realms of limbic resonance, limbic regulation and all that stems from the interactions of dyadic interpersonal relationships, emotional attachment, human bonding, and the etched imprints of the quintessential archetypes of feminine aesthetic beauty, elegance and grace?
The juxtaposition is ever so prominent and stark precisely at critical junctures such as these real life scenarios:
You are at Fry's geeking out and specing out your next computer build or component upgrade.... Then suddenly out of the corner of your eye you see this amazingly captivating and lovely beautiful female creature, and for a fraction of a split second you instantly recognize, acknowledge and recall what life is ACTUALLY all about, and you are forlorn, heartbroken and devastated and disappointed as you realize just how much a beautiful woman can have an affect on you, and that in the wake of such an alarming distraction, you are left with the overwhelming feeling that your love of computers not only is a totally different categorical essence/qualia altogether, but totally becomes instantly trivial, meaningless and pales in comparison (it doesn't compare) to being in the presence of such feminine gracefulness....
That all the GTX980's and Devil's Canyon in the world cannot be compared to the simple smile or kiss or the joy that you could derive from the contentment of being with the girl in and of your dreams, to live out happily ever after forever and a day, where a perfect moment becomes blurred and extended into an entire lifetime, or where you can live a lifetime in a moment....
And yet, ironically, that is not to say that the pleasures derived from computing/gaming/tech doesn't have a salient compellingness in and of itself own distinctive albeit different right.
How can we normalize and reconcile such stark, non-congruent, contrasting relativistic juxtapositions in our inner minds and inner worlds and come to terms with our inner states of beings and to discover what experiences we truly wish for the most in life?