What is it that I want to experience as real?
Is it the actual universe itself that I want to touch, to breath, to gaze upon and experience myself within?
So I always believed as a younger man.
Yet the biologic sciences inform us otherwise.
That the 'world' of our experience is but a mere 4-D (time included) holographic facsimile of something that is fundamentally unknowable through direct experience.
The organs of sensory perception (auditory,gustatory, visual, tactile, and olfactory) process outside stimuli, transform them into electrical signals, which the brain then translates into a perception of the world that is but one of an infinite number of ways in which the universe can be experienced.
A mere map that 99.99% of the time is mistaken for the territory itself.
So we are, each and everyone of us, living within a matrix-like simulation of a world that exists beyond our brains and skulls.
I am an inhabitant of a sort of radar room that informs me (via five different types of media displays) what is happening out there around me.
But that's all that they are.
So why does it matter so much to me how they feel?
Should it make a difference?
Logic tells me no.
The desire to feel 'real' seems but an emotional one.
And yet there is a survival imperative connected to this desire.
Because if my experience of the world were sharper, clearer, more real, so to speak. If I were more greatly connected to my senses, I could function on so much higher a level then I am presently capable.
And yet the irrational longing to sense and know directly something that has never been known directly by any person or species of animal is still the primary emotional drive that propels me forward on the quest for a cure.
But alas, I claw at the ground struggling to reach a vain of pyrite.
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Is it the actual universe itself that I want to touch, to breath, to gaze upon and experience myself within?
So I always believed as a younger man.
Yet the biologic sciences inform us otherwise.
That the 'world' of our experience is but a mere 4-D (time included) holographic facsimile of something that is fundamentally unknowable through direct experience.
The organs of sensory perception (auditory,gustatory, visual, tactile, and olfactory) process outside stimuli, transform them into electrical signals, which the brain then translates into a perception of the world that is but one of an infinite number of ways in which the universe can be experienced.
A mere map that 99.99% of the time is mistaken for the territory itself.
So we are, each and everyone of us, living within a matrix-like simulation of a world that exists beyond our brains and skulls.
I am an inhabitant of a sort of radar room that informs me (via five different types of media displays) what is happening out there around me.
But that's all that they are.
So why does it matter so much to me how they feel?
Should it make a difference?
Logic tells me no.
The desire to feel 'real' seems but an emotional one.
And yet there is a survival imperative connected to this desire.
Because if my experience of the world were sharper, clearer, more real, so to speak. If I were more greatly connected to my senses, I could function on so much higher a level then I am presently capable.
And yet the irrational longing to sense and know directly something that has never been known directly by any person or species of animal is still the primary emotional drive that propels me forward on the quest for a cure.
But alas, I claw at the ground struggling to reach a vain of pyrite.
e