“Dear Steven, is there a theoretical maximum amount of fun one can experience?“
Answer:
Wow, thank you for that amazing question, Steven. Really appreciate you writing in! Here’s my take. I’ll have some fun with it.
Assuming an infinite capacity to experience all that fun safely (invincibility for dirt bike stuff, no mental or emotional trauma, no melting neurons, no lasting consequences of any kind) and ethically, I would say this might be the most exciting and simple answer possible. It’s also the most fun. Is there a theorical maximum limit on fun?
Probably not! … :)
Sit with that one for a second. Really let it seep in. Hahaha! Yeah — there’s NO LIMIT! Think about it. Have you ever received news that good before?
“Hey Steven, is God real? How do you know? If so, what do they want? Do you think they have any weird hobbies, fetishes, or kinks?”
Answer:
- Is God real?
Yes, but it’s up to you to decide this for yourself. Like, you are who decides that. Possibly literally. Like God presents itself to you how you want to see them, to a degree. I think it might even be The Real Deal God in every practical way. So like, your God is probably not a lie. It is true for you. I think god (I only capitalize your God, mine is lowercase for reasons I might discuss in another reader’s great question) speaks to me, but like… I think they speak to everyone who reaches out to them and wants to believe them. Then they look kinda like what you hopes, but I think the general values to real “divine spiritial experiences” (another phrase I will not capitalize, and currently have difficulty typing) depict a character with self-consistent and generally benevolent intentions toward all life, in particular it always seems to know you personally. I think that’s amazing
- If so, what does God want?
I think they want to get know you. See /what-am-i-what-are-you
- How do you know?
My personal belief is recommend engaging with the good kind of weird stuff