|Picture is of a 56-foot-high statue in Trafford Park, in the metropolis of Greater Manchester, England.|
Still, our very existence, and matters surrounding it, remain a peculiar and near-absolute mystery. Why are we here and how is life even possible? Why shouldn't there be an absolute nothingness?
|The reductionists think that life, including humans, is just some sort of mechanism. Our mind is only our brain.|
But I abstain from accepting that ready conclusion. There is something else; I don’t know what.
Perhaps it is somewhere in altruism at fullest bloom – when some of us act discordantly with the rush of self interest that supposedly propels our species – where something other, better, higher can be found. An RSA viddie from a couple years ago has Oren Harman talking about Radical Altruism in other species and in us.
There is also the mystery of consciousness. The physicalists think that the brain is the mind; that that hunk of cheese in our skull is of such amazing capability that it creates our world for us – or the connection with the world outside.
But for me, and for the Dalai Lama, there is the puzzle of color to contend with and other matters of what we experience that must be "something else." We know – we think we know, anyway – that color is just wavelength that we interpret as a field of hues. But if color isn't color outside of us, where does it come from? How does the hunk of cheese, our brain, stir red – or any other color – into being?
Philosopher Frank Jackson made an argument that is famous in the 'philosophy of mind.' He supposed there was this woman, Mary, who had never experienced the color red. She's fully brilliant; experiences everything else, but is "locked out" of knowing "red." Indeed, she becomes a pre-eminent neurologist and comes to know everything knowable about the physical side of what there is in the world. Suddenly, the doors of perception are flung open and red is made available to Mary. Doesn't this show that red is outside of the physical world and is pure perception, or qualia as it's called – something of a different order of existence/experience/being.
Indeed, I would say that Jackson is right. I "buy" this demonstration/proof of dualism. Hooray, Frank Jackson – only, Jackson, the creator of "What Mary Knew" has come to disagree with his proof and has, now, fallen in with the damn materialists/physicalists/reductionist bastards!!
You can hear Jackson, interviewed by the boys of Philosophy Bites, in a fifteen-minute audio podcast, explaining "What Mary Knew" and why he has abandoned dear dualism: "Philosophy Bites: Frank Jackson on What Mary Knew."
Despite the frustrations, I know – I just KNOW – there is something UP there. Something vaster and meaningful. We are greatness, that added extra to our hunk of cheese.
A version of this post first appeared in the Progressive Buddhism blog.