Where is my mind?
We’ve been waiting for a second fridge now for weeks.
When we we’re negotiating the terms of our lease with the agency, we demanded a second fridge. For some reason, refrigerators in Europe are annoyingly small. With 4 people in the house, we really don’t have enough room to stack up with food for more than 2 days or so. So we have to constantly run to the shop for everything. Asking for a second fridge didn’t seem like too much. The agency agreed.
We moved in a month ago. I went last week to complain about the delay, and after hearing some excuses that didn’t even bother to register, I was told to be home Monday early afternoon to receive the delivery. It’s Tuesday night and still no fridge.
The landlord still hasn’t gotten back to us about the leak in the bathroom sink.
Our internet connection is still slow. I called tech support today and they claimed the issue has been resolved, but I fail to see any improvement. To make things more ludicrous, I received a second DSL modem today. I ordered a regrade of my net subscription a few weeks ago to an unlimited package. They told me at customer support when I called that whoever had handle my order must have forgotten to tick the “already has equipment” box while processing me. I’ll get a pouch to return it within a few days.
While writing up and email today (and not studying) I started thing about the concept of mental identity, sanity, consciousness and the essence of sentiency. There’s heaps of research and data out there that suggest that we are not in fact sentient, at least not in the manner we believe. Consciousness is nothing more than an after thought; a way for out brain to organize all the mental process it has to constantly deal with.
I’ve also been trying to think of a way to understand the psyche taking into account my own personal views. The idea I’m working on went into an email I sent to someone a little bit earlier:
A ball of tangled string. Make that strings. Chaotic, wild, unorganized… but if you take it as a whole, it looks like a simple, round, uniform ball. All the strands,, like all our thoughts, experiences, desires, dreams, urges and so on, build on each other to make a whole. No single strand is key, no single piece acts as a foundation or basis for any other…
I don’t know if that’s the best way to put it, but it works for me. It also works with the concept of self deconstruction. If you try to follow one single strand of string, you’ll end up lost in the chaos, and that strand will be worthless without the context of the rest of the ball. Worse yet, if you pull at it… you might just cause your ball of madness to unravel into lunacy.
I need to get out and drink more, soon.
When we we’re negotiating the terms of our lease with the agency, we demanded a second fridge. For some reason, refrigerators in Europe are annoyingly small. With 4 people in the house, we really don’t have enough room to stack up with food for more than 2 days or so. So we have to constantly run to the shop for everything. Asking for a second fridge didn’t seem like too much. The agency agreed.
We moved in a month ago. I went last week to complain about the delay, and after hearing some excuses that didn’t even bother to register, I was told to be home Monday early afternoon to receive the delivery. It’s Tuesday night and still no fridge.
The landlord still hasn’t gotten back to us about the leak in the bathroom sink.
Our internet connection is still slow. I called tech support today and they claimed the issue has been resolved, but I fail to see any improvement. To make things more ludicrous, I received a second DSL modem today. I ordered a regrade of my net subscription a few weeks ago to an unlimited package. They told me at customer support when I called that whoever had handle my order must have forgotten to tick the “already has equipment” box while processing me. I’ll get a pouch to return it within a few days.
While writing up and email today (and not studying) I started thing about the concept of mental identity, sanity, consciousness and the essence of sentiency. There’s heaps of research and data out there that suggest that we are not in fact sentient, at least not in the manner we believe. Consciousness is nothing more than an after thought; a way for out brain to organize all the mental process it has to constantly deal with.
I’ve also been trying to think of a way to understand the psyche taking into account my own personal views. The idea I’m working on went into an email I sent to someone a little bit earlier:
A ball of tangled string. Make that strings. Chaotic, wild, unorganized… but if you take it as a whole, it looks like a simple, round, uniform ball. All the strands,, like all our thoughts, experiences, desires, dreams, urges and so on, build on each other to make a whole. No single strand is key, no single piece acts as a foundation or basis for any other…
I don’t know if that’s the best way to put it, but it works for me. It also works with the concept of self deconstruction. If you try to follow one single strand of string, you’ll end up lost in the chaos, and that strand will be worthless without the context of the rest of the ball. Worse yet, if you pull at it… you might just cause your ball of madness to unravel into lunacy.
I need to get out and drink more, soon.