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Resting in the Peace of Immortality

Wednesday, March 5th, 2008

Originally posted on 08-30-07:

 

The title above is a quote from the Buddha, and I read it this morning in Marvin Minsky’s latest book, The Emotion Machine. If you’re at all interested in how your brain works, what makes your experience of everything possible, and what it means to be human, you should read this book.

 

I thought about that phrase for a bit, wondering how it related to my experience, and didn’t come up with much. I imagined eternity stretching out in all directions, and imagined the universe coming and going, and whatever else there was before or after coming and going, and eternity seemed to have a certain reality, but how that might relate to the idea of immortality was not immediately apparent.

 

So while I was making breakfast, I was listening to Bare Brains Episode Four again. I don’t remember most of what I’ve thought, or written, or said, and it’s often surprising to encounter things this brain came up with in earlier times. I was impressed with how well it was working in this podcast, and decided it would be worth the drudgery of transcribing it at some point, that it might be more widely accessible as text.

 

Then, while I was eating breakfast, the Buddha’s phrase, and Minsky’s book, and the podcast coalesced somewhat. The first realization was how limited consciousness is. It’s wonderful being conscious, don’t get me wrong, but our conscious experience is so limited compared to all the processing that is actually going on in the brain to make it possible, that it makes it seem that my conscious self is an idiot. The more I learn about the brain and how it works, the more idiotic my conscious ideas of myself seem, and as I realized what a simplified version of reality I have conscious access to, it hit me–immortality…

 

The brain, amazing and wonderful as it is, is only a tiny cog in the total process of the universe, and in whatever came before the universe as we know it. Billions of years of evolutionary processes have brought us to where we are, and the brain–yours and mine–is both a product of all those processes, and totally enmeshed in them. I become so caught up in my separateness as one human being among many, as one organism among many, as a creature upon the earth, that I lose sight of my total enmeshment in the universe. I see my little purposes and projects as belonging to me, when they are, in fact, as much a part of the flow of the universe as is today’s weather, or the movement of this planet around its star, or the whirling of the galaxy. 

 

I am an eternal process, immortal in my enmeshment in all that came before and will come afterwards, but I’m easily seduced by the tiny perspectives of a limited conscious experience into thinking I am only that. I am that, true enough, but I am also everything else.

 

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 Somewhat Limited Perspective 


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Who is the Magician? Tricks of the Brain

Wednesday, March 5th, 2008

Originally posted on 08-21-07:

An excellent article in the New York Times today, “Sleights of Mind,” by George Johnson. It covered several topics of great interest in understanding human experience: “…the cognitive principles underlying the magic… the narrowness of perception: how very little of the sensory clamor makes its way into awarenessinattentional blindnessthe role words play inside the brain” etc. The take-away line for me was, “With a grab bag of devices accumulated over the eons, the brain pulls off the ultimate conjuring act: the subjective sense of I.”

Free will wasn’t mentioned in the article, but the implications to me seemed obvious. I always entertain hope when I read such a piece in so prominent a venue, that people who read it, at least some of them, will see those same implications and start questioning previously held assumptions about themselves. Having just read a book by Tavris and Aronson, Mistakes Were Made, that hope seems incredibly slim, especially for people who have enjoyed some acclaim for their “self-initiated” accomplishments.

A great example of this kind of reality avoidance is Michael Gazzaniga, president of the consciousness association, about whom there were several paragraphs in the article. I was always struck by examples of this avoidance in his book, The Mind’s Past. Early in the book he talked about “the interpreter. This one device creates the illusion that we are in charge of our actions.” (1998, p. xiii) Then at the end of his book he glorifies the very illusion he has exposed, giving it credit for “…the wonderful sensation that our self is in charge of our destiny.” (p. 175) Cherish those illusions, Michael, even though they’re mistaken. (This may sound familiar if you’re read the Free Will essay.)

There is hope, however, as the last chapter of Mistakes Were Made points out: “Dweck’s research is heartening because it suggests that at all ages, people can learn to see mistakes not as terrible personal failings to be denied or justified, but as inevitable aspects of life that help us grow, and grow up.”(p. 235) (This book is a great read, invaluable in understanding self-deception. A real revelation for me was how—and how often–mistakes are made in the justice system. Read it before you talk to the police.)

The book confirms my belief that the truth does set you free, and as it points out, that there are many benefits in accepting reality as awareness of it becomes available. Illusions can be fun, but there can be even greater satisfaction, and awe, in seeing how the trick was done.

Which is not to say that accepting reality is always easy. I cried inconsolably when I found out there was no Santa Claus. I went through a much longer, more difficult process of adjustment when I realized the ridiculousness of my Christian beliefs, trying to find comfort and security in a secular world.

I always seem better for it after these difficult transitions, but that sense of improvement may be the result of altered memory in an attempt to remove the disappointment of remembering a happier but no longer accessible state. Who knows…

The latest transition, which has been going on for some time now, began with the realization that I am not a free agent—I am an ongoing process, like the weather, whose course is determined by the interplay of an incredibly complex array of natural forces. My difficulty is in trying to figure out how to relate to my experience of myself in light of this ongoing discovery of its underpinnings in the natural world.

There are more and more indications that my struggle to adapt to this particular reality is not a solitary one. At least, the reality of the human situation is coming more and more into the spotlight, and I anticipate that broader exposure will result in a few more people saying, “Wait a minute! If this is true, then it means… most of the ideas I have had about myself, who and what I am, were wrong!”

What I am trying to do, in writing and in the podcasts, is to show that what might seem at first to be a dark cloud has a silver lining; that the more illusions we uncover, the more mistakes we accept, the better life becomes.

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Will a Golden Glo Do?

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