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I apologize for the delayed response. My beloved wife and I just returned from visiting with the three of our four sons and their families who live in or near San Diego, a six-hour drive from our home. So we've been most pleasantly preoccupied this weekend.
Unq: it's safe to say that the universe of which we are a part hosts consciousness.
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GH: No it’s not. This is nonsense, unless by “hosts” you mean in an entirely passive sense, the same way I could say “this room I’m sitting in hosts consciousness” because I am sitting in it. The universe doesn’t know, or care about any of this. To think otherwise is to presume “consciousness” into inanimate things.
Thanks for sharing your perspective, as it augments my apprehension of boundlessly eventuating infinite potential.
I acknowledge that many, if not most, may not initially resonate with my perspective. That's entirely understandable, as my view is admittedly unorthodox.
To be clear, I'm suggesting that organically evolving experience is of boundlessly elaborating complexity rather than of some finite construct of local perception. Certainly not some imaginary guy in the sky with a beard wielding a magic wand, or even a long-since inflated universe, much less an inanimate room.
I don't 'pretend to know' anything ... much less nothing. So, along with all else, I'm challenged by my own present experience.
To reiterate: I see all of experience as evolving within what many scientists regard as an original singularity boundlessly emergent within erstwhile nothingness.
GH: ... a pile of words doesn’t necessarily make sense, no matter how hard you try to pull meaning out of it. Sometimes it’s just better to say “I don’t know” than to throw a word salad in the air and pretend it means something.
Gotcha. To paraphrase: "Just shut up, as whatever you're saying means nothing to me." I do wonder how hard you actually "[tried] to pull meaning out of" my writings.
I puzzle over how best to communicate my apprehension of reality to others. From my perspective, it's not that others need to know; it's that I enjoy connecting. In that context both successes and failures are informative.
While contemptuous responses may not be enjoyable, they're yet quite informative.
Tom
