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Perry J. Greenbaum 🇨🇦 🦜's avatar

You hit a nerve with this one, Veronika; and I am glad that you did.

Expeience is another word in English that has lost its essence, and has been diluted to where it has no life force, no vitality, and I would add, no real meaning. As a result of marketing, primarily in the United States, experience is bought, consumed and paid for. Something to strike off from your to-do or bucket list.

It is often packaged as doing something exciting but fleeting. Ephemeral. With the promise that it will long be remembered. (You can most certainly bore all your friends!) Examples that come to mind is swimming with the dolphins, taking a cruise to Alaska and eating freshly caught salmon, and camping out in the African Plains to witness the wildlife.

While these might all be lovely vacations, they have little to do with the experiences of a life well-lived. One can be well-lived without the need to travel far. Now, how about that for experience.

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Philip Harris's avatar

Gifted and guided, thank you.

I know a chap who had a bad time at school because he was different, who later in life found a belief in the transmigration of souls, where a soul takes a new incarnation in order to learn what had failed in the previous life. A system of credits and penalties in a perpetuated school has never appealed to me, but a curious co-incidence happened this evening.

The co-incidence? Your post had my mind wandering. I took a quick look for 'transmigration' and Google's little machine friend turned up Pythagoras. This morning the post came with the paperback edition of 'When the Dog Speaks the Philosopher Listens. A guide to the greatness of Pythagoras and his curious Age' I have been waiting for this book for quite a while. It promises much, but I have taken a quick look in the index for 'transmigration'. Pythagoras is said to have said about the unfortunate beaten puppy, 'It is the soul of a man, a friend of mine. I recognised the voice when I heard him cry.' Which puts a different complexion on matters. Nigel McG goes on to examine the fine meaning in the translated words, and history. So we go on.

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