Monday, April 14, 2008

A Very Mossy Rock

This is an issue that has been sitting in my head for a very long time. Hence, the rock has gathered a lot of moss, assuming that the rock is a metaphor for the issue I spoke of. The issue is simple, the issue is old, the issue is a terrible thing to ponder. But it is basically summed up by solipsism, for those of you who know what that is. And here it is.
How could I possibly know if I am, or if I am not the only mind in the universe? I am conscious of myself and only myself. I know I exist, although I doubt that sometimes, but I don't know if anybody else exists. I cannot be anybody else besides myself, so I'm trapped. There isn't a way to tell, to prove if I am the sole existence. It's terrible, I know. They, whoever "they" are, say that it is ridiculous. Of course other people exist! 
Of course! How could I have been so stupid? While the sarcasm drips from your eyes, I'll get started again. Solipsism states that I am the only mind in the universe, the only consciousness. Everything else is a construct of my mind. The proof for solipsism exists, but if I exist as the sole mind, then it isn't proof at all, just a justification that I created. The proof is this. Experiments on the human brain have caused the subject to experience sights, smells, memories, sensations, etc. Many epileptics, before going into a seizure, claim to smell something, be it oranges or burnt toast. The mind is wholly capable of fabricating sensation and experience, so it is not so improbable that one mind can create a world. But if there is but one mind, then this "proof" exists only as a figment of the one mind.
But assuming that I am the one mind in the universe, why can't I mold the world as I see fit? Why can't I play God? There are several answers. One is that I do control the world, just through my subconscious. Another is that I don't allow myself to control the world, I let my mind expand to it's fullest, free from desire. Yet another is that all the creations are facets of my mind, and that I cannot change those facets anymore than I can change my mortality.
Yes. I know. In the end there is no answer and everywhere you turn, there is yet another refutation to whatever answer you found. So what was the point? Stop talking. There needs not be a point. Although you will never know, the point may have been to waste your time. Or it may have been to wipe some of the moss off of the rock. It's wonderful, because you will never know! So here goes! Start thinking! Find your own answers. Although, if I am the sole mind in the universe, then you already have an answer, it's my answer, whatever that may be.

Peace out Dear Readers.