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09-27-2006 9:29 PM
I think this would be good in the coffee house forum.
I am currently struggling with the objective concept of reality. I wish to believe that I am IN this world, and that other people like me exist, but when I come face to face with my own consciousness, all the evidence seems to point toward the notion that I am all that there is, and that reality is based entirley upon some component of my consciousness. It began when I realized that I could not imagine anyone else's consciousness but my own. Now, I do not mean that I can't imagine what they are feeling. I can do that, but in order to do that, I would have to use my own feeler to feel it. I cannot grasp the fact that they are conscious beings such as myself. It seems that there can only be one consciousness, and the notion of, "Why is my consciousness the one is the only consciousness" makes little sense, because consciousness is in itself, in my mind, essentially me. So no matter what, if a thing is conscious, that thing is me.
I really want this topic promoted you guys, because I need help with this situation. If someone could provide arguments to the contrary, reasonable arguments, that I could not refute with my "illusion" concept, then I would be able to have comfort and rest. I want to love people, but how can I love what is not conscious? If my mom is not conscious, then I cannot love her, and she cannot love me, because she is a robot, or simply an illusionary construct created by my imagination.
Perhaps this topic should not be in coffee house. As a matter of fact, this is very relevant to the debate, because it talks about objective reality versus subjective reality. It also talks about the possibility of a theoretical conscious one.
I know I sound crazy you guys, and I am probably psycotic, but this feels so real to me, or rather, unreal. You know what I mean. I don't even know if this universe exists. All I know is that I exist, and the contents of my consciousness describe some kind of universe. I enjoy being conscious, but the very concept thereof depresses me.
I've tried to use arguments such as, "Well, I can see myself in the mirror. Light is bouncing off of me, hitting the mirror, bouncing back, and going into my eyes. Thus I see myself." but this could all be part of the grand illusion.
I have also tried to think of the following.
1. If I am the only conscious one I am the universe, thus I am God.
2. Therefore if I am God, there must have been some point at which I was all powerful and all knowing and chose this life style.
3. But if I was all knowing, I would have known that by doing this, I would grieve myself.
But, unfortunatley, comes the counter argument.
1. However, I would have had more insight and would have possibly known that this would happen, but found a greater reason for this.
But this counter argument doesn't make sense.
So, that means that there must be something beyond my will which is making me experience these things. And if there is something beyond my will, thus something beyond me, I am not the only existance. But that doesn't prove I am not the only conscious one.
Please help me you guys. I really want some help. I want this topic promoted ASAP. I don't mean to be pushy, but I just can't live like this anymore. I want to have empathy, and compassion, and faith. And I want to know that reality is real.