All theoretical concerns about whether you'd be the same 'you' after going through a teleporter can be applied to our consciousness in general. (thread)
If u died for few seconds & were brought back to life, that 'you' has been disconnected temporally from previous 'you'. Your body has even changed a bit.
Is that still same 'you'? Seems same as being destroyed & reconstituted in teleporter scenario, w/ same potential concerns.
Is that still same 'you'? Seems same as being destroyed & reconstituted in teleporter scenario, w/ same potential concerns.
Some would say 'but it's same physical body, so same consciousness.' But that assumes there's something magic tying a physical body to a single conscious experience; not logical to me.
(Another angle to view this from: our bodies are always replacing cells w/ new material.)
(Another angle to view this from: our bodies are always replacing cells w/ new material.)
With that in mind, time passing for a conscious being can be seen as a series of moments with different 'you's moving incrementally into the future. A series of 'now's and 'me's.
This points to what is so amazing about consciousness. The feeling of ourselves as continuous, complete-over-time beings is so complete, so real. But are we just a series of feelings/moments experienced by different selves?
If we're somehow more than that, how would that be?
If we're somehow more than that, how would that be?
Consciousness isn't that amazing when viewed from outside (creatures exist & must have POV, duh); it's amazing when viewed from inside, when we think "Why do I seem so continuous? Why am I still around & not some other me?"
But obv we must exist to ask that. Back to square one.
But obv we must exist to ask that. Back to square one.
I sometimes find these ideas scary, more scary than more common 'fear of death/meaningless/no-free-will' type fears. "What's stopping me from no longer existing & a different me from existing?"
But it's also entwined w/ what's so inherently wondrous about reality/consciousness.
But it's also entwined w/ what's so inherently wondrous about reality/consciousness.
Kind of related (in sense that thinking about existence can be anxiety-producing), I have this thread about the stress of realizing how weird/strange the world is. https://twitter.com/apokerplayer/status/1245538799460831233?s=20