Philosophical Fridays: Keeping low doesn't make no sense

dead being computer without sense unable to Be
sense vs. reason as if this were a real opposition and duality as if humans are made up of these two parts, separate and antagonistic. where is the truth of the broken pencil in a glass of water?
does sense just merely color my being-in-the-world? does sense just give a flavor to existence? does sense add a soothing purr to the world around me, a soft touch, a mere quality? does reason alone determine the truth of existence, the truth by deduction of being-in-the-world? how can i use reason alone to be-with-others? how can I use reason alone to be-towards-death?

being-towards-death, how can reason help me here? what is reasonable about death, about the experience of death, about the oneness singularity only my own moment of which no other moment can inform? what do I deduce from to determine death? what prior reasoning of nothingness can I reasonably experience the fact of my own death from?

thus the truths in the myriad afterlifes, all obtained by reason, and argued over with logic, and proved on paper.

your reason is contingent on your senses, but does this elevate the senses to the place that reason once held? isn't this just a flip flop? yes. senses are not higher than reason, as if living a purely sensible life is something to strive for, there is a judgement here, for sure. but the drug addict, who chases after sensory pleasure 24 hours a day is not being-in-the-world. the senses can take us out of the shared world, the being-with-others, lock us away in an unintelligible solipsim.

connected reason and sense inside and out in contradiction. unable to be ripped apart.
try to rip apart the faces of a quarter. it's easy with your mind, too easy.