In my last post, I made mention that I have a hard time grasping and sitting within the umbrella of established ontologies, or Religious faiths being that most faiths have an ontology as a foundation.
What I have noticed in the years since my “Fall” is that the pain and discomfort from the despair and nihilism has lifted, and has percolated into a different sort of rationale. One that makes me hesitant to buy into any worldview that isn’t created by myself. I’m even reluctant to use English, and other forms of convenience for they aren’t “Mine”.
In a philosophical way, the reasons are based upon a feeling that all I’m doing is making noise in a medium that barely transfers the desired communication. Imagine parroting back words, and symbols that are essentially rendered meaningless because they have no depth or a certain qualia.
Example, the worlds memes, or the vast repository of images online. The feeling is best conveyed with this sentiment; look at enough pictures of naked women, and then realize they they all start to blur together into one naked form. That their bodies are all essentially the same. Breasts, vagina, legs…etc. Maybe tattoos, but they are in essence without character. It all becomes somewhat homogeneous. The only thing that makes them unique is their face, and that you don’t necessarily need to see in adjunct to a naked body.
Extrapolating out from this is the notion that the written word has the same effect that may happen to it. Read enough, or see enough prose and it all starts to blur together. Words become conflated, passages jumbled, and you just stop reading the article all together. Information overload I’m sure, but there’s more to it.
What it is, is that the world has become too big, and our lives too small. Although even that is a gross way of putting it. The world’s always been big, and our demesne is pathetic. It doesn’t help that the novel is quickly propagated to the point where there is no more uniqueness to it. What has grown is our ability to interact with this great big world, but what seems to have been lost is the niche. A person has a hard time finding the out of the way stuff for example; Google indexes the more popular sites, and presents them first in this great big clutter.
The search results one gets is often the same results thousands of others have visited. Simply put, anything on the internet is mass produced to the point that there’s no individuality. I didn’t start this post with the intents of bitching about the internet, but it ties in nicely. As a result of the internet, a person has to work harder at standing out. Instead of standing out in a local community, and growing from there. A person is now competing with nearly 3.3 billion other people. For attention, for relevance, for meaning.
Why believe my words over somebody else? Why date this woman or man over another? Why invest in this idea, or product instead of something better? We are simply put being hit by the same thing that happens when one goes to the grocery store and sees 20+ types of product to buy. In the end, what happens? The product is crossed off the list. If it comes to fulfillment, and the deeper sense of meaning. Why buy into a set product (religion, ideology…etc)?
Meaning becomes meaningless simply because there is too much of it. And all of it is tangential to the meaning that drives oneself. And you know why, it isn’t our personal meaning. Then again, maybe not everyone needs a personal meaning that they hold to be self-evident that was self fostered.
That is the point that saddens me, that every time I see a “stereotypical” example of a person. I wonder, “What is lost?”, how much could that single individual change the world if they believed fully in themselves, and said, “My beliefs are just as valid.”. I don’t know if the world would be a better place, but it’d likely be more chaotic. Less mutual, or common ground to base a worldview off of.
Imagine, for a second, a world in which your beliefs weren’t derided because they’re unusual, or different. That a person wouldn’t risk being tossed in the loony bin because they had a difference of opinion that was too severe. That every worldview would be mutually valid because the cosmos are “infinite”, and in the long run there likely would be no difference than becoming “god”.
For a moment, let me paint a picture of a society we’re on track to becoming; Technology is starting to grasp what makes a person conscious, and are able to instill it into artificial life. Work has become effectively nonexistent. Virtual realities are more real than reality, and everyone has their own personal recreational sim. Science has a pretty detailed picture of the universe, and can effectively explain everything. Sounds nice doesn’t it?
The pitfalls though that go with it. Science is indoctrinated as the sole arbiter of Truth. In order for something to be real, it has to be reproducible, and falsifiable. No one off events for Truth, or worldviews. You’ll likely live in your recreational sim…because there’s nothing else to do. Work has little demands upon your time. Speaking on the first note, your consciousness is not unique, and maybe even subpar. Why have a child, or a life partner if you can get all your needs met by an AI?
A conflict free relationship with some sort of Ideal (in multiple aspects) partner? Who wouldn’t want that? That is a future that seems both parts idealistic, and depressing. Yes! I get to play all the time, and no! I get to play all the time. A world that is explained has no mystery, and no areas for curiosity. A place with no room for growth, or adventure.
That’s why I think this rabbit hole is deeper. That the spark of life is there for everyone, and reality is likely a more “Idealistic” world in the philosophical sense. That one creates their own reality through shear belief. That a world exists for each and every single one of us. Otherwise just hook us up to the pleasure machines, and let the hedonism drip. Because otherwise each one of us is of negligible worth to this world in a sort of grand scheme. An extreme form of alienation.