UnhealthyTruthseeker wrote:Ryadn wrote:I believe weakly in QFT actions--I simply don't know enough to take a strong position. With more reading, though, I believe that belief (heh) would strengthen.
I'm still unclear about epiphenomena... although I've been typing, deleting and re-typing for the past five minutes as I work through it, so I guess I'm less confused now but still uncertain. I keep returning to the reality of "thoughts", which I believe are the product of the physical brain, but can also change the physical brain... it doesn't seem like anything one could declare belief or disbelief in, does it? See, this is why I couldn't sleep all night after reading about neuroscience for four hours.
I suppose I'd tentatively say I'm a strong agnostic naturalist.
Basically, if you take apart the brain, it's all neurons, glial cells, and chemistry. The difference between the naturalist and the materialist would be over whether the fact of hierarchical reductionism makes higher levels of abstraction real or not. The naturalist would say that even though you can ultimately pull things apart to a more basic level, the higher level of abstraction still exists. The materialist would say that the higher level of abstraction is simply a convenient model, and doesn't technically exist.
Yeah. I guess, more than anything, I find the existence of such things (or lack thereof) as meaningless as the existence or non-existence of god. I mean, it's an interesting mental exercise---I feel like I'm constantly chasing the tale of some animal that is snapping at my heels---but eventually it just leaves me apathetic. It's unknowable, and if I "knew" that mental phenomena did not technically exist, it would have no bearing whatsoever on my perception of myself, my mind, and the world around me. I have equally strong impulses pulling me in each direction---no, 'thought' is simply a name given to trillions of electrical impulses; yes, 'free will' is a technical reality, and consciousness is more than the sum of the brain's parts---apparently intellectual laziness is a stronger impulse than either of them.

What's funny is that I can remember very clearly a time when I was about seven, when I used to stay up all night WORRYING about these exact questions, to the point where I was afraid to sleep and... I don't know, stop imagining the universe into existence? It went on for weeks... I just remember being so deeply troubled that I couldn't prove or rely on my own experiences or thoughts, my own existence... I don't know what the hell my parents were letting me read before bed!




Maybe.