Breakthrough in Philosophy
By Nicholas Poller - Published 2018-08-01
Hello, readers, I’m a philosopher. Or am I? What does it mean to be a philosopher?
I was born on September 10, 1752 in Hawaii, United States. Or was I? How can I be sure? How can I be sure that I am the same person than I was then? Are we really different people in each instance of time? Why do we say where we are in regions? Instead of points? How do we define these regions? Arbitrary borders? We fight and spill blood over these arbitrary borders, and we have to ask why. I live in Kansas now, Well maybe not. We can never be sure of our exact position so can we really even be anywhere? If we can’t be anywhere can we even exist? And do I live? What is life? Can something exist without purpose, or meaning? And what about time? What is “now”. If time is a dimension then shouldn’t there be an infinite number of me’s from past to future who think now is their time? Can we even be certain of anything? I work as a philosopher and go around taking interviews. However can we even trust our memory? Because our memories change so much and if we pop into existence with our memories we would believe that the past happened. Does time even flow? Or do we just perceive it as such because we remember the past. It's possible that after your infinitely brief spark of life your consciousness will end. I also do community work. However does it really matter in the end? We are a tiny speck on a tiny speck on a tiny speck on a tiny speck on a tiny speck on a tiny speck on a tiny speck on a tiny speck called the galaxy. Our entire lives, hopes and dreams will eventually be lost. Any miniscule event or difference you make will be overridden by time. No One will remember you and if they do no one will remember them etc. Until time wiped the entire universe out.
Of course the reason I came here was to tell you something very important. Of course I didn’t go anywhere. We can communicate across the world without even trying. This is a god complex of the universe where we feel we can conquer the world, and can’t we. This increased use of technology weakens the border between human and not human. Animal and man; man and machine. This increased the prevalence of the issue of what does it truly mean to be human? Are these advanced technologies who can make decisions alive? Do animals have consciousness? Are we even alive? And what makes us human? The very important thing I need to tell you will change the fabric of history. Of course history is written in the eyes of the observer. Any and all history can be rewritten. Books burned and winners altering records to fit their world view. Even if we change how we think of history does that even matter? If it will all be lost? Is anything eternal? Or will everything perish? Who even knows? Can we even know anything? Our senses could be altered, and so can our memories. Even our very thoughts could be altered. And we wouldn’t be able to tell the difference. We could even be dreaming. Are our dreams real and our time spent awake is really a dream? A world that makes more sense being created to help us cope with a nonsense reality. Or all we are insane. In our delusions we create the world as we know it. How do I even know you are real? You could be a delusions. Maybe I am the last person on earth. And created other people in order to cope. How can I know I am real? How can I prove to you I am real? How can anyone prove they are real? In truth, How can anyone prove they are real. It is possible I am not even a real person! Who knows. Who knows anything. If all science is unprovable, just disprovable. It is possible that everything we know is wrong. How can we know anything? Existential crisis aside. Why do we have existential crisis? Why do we search for the unknown? What is the source of creativity? And will we ever be satisfied? We can never know everything, so will we even know enough? Can we ever solve all problems? Or does solving one lead to more? Why do we try to solve problems? It scientifically won’t matter in the end. Why do we fight a hopeless battle against death? Do we believe the longer we live the better? Regardless of cost? Is that is true then we should in a box forever to prolong life. This would be considered a hell by some. So what is the goal? What is truly, scientifically, undeniably, objectively good? Is anything? Will we ever know? Can we ever know? Why do we want to know? How will we know when we find it? Who will figure it out? And who will care? Is it happyness? If it is happiness than we should live in tubes being pumped of dopamine. This is also considered hell by some. Is it freedom? Then what is freedom? Is there anything truly free? And do we even really care? And why do we search? Is it love? People can be happy without love. And love can be pain? What is love? Is it just a set of chemical hormones? Is is an intrinsic thing? Why do we care so much about love? Why do we love love? Some People say a god can answer these things? But can we believe in a god? Why would we believe something without evidence? Do we just have to have faith? And believe what we are told? Is such a metaphysical being used to make us feel better about the uncaring universe? A god makes objective good/bad. Without that is there morality? Is is objective? And who cares? And if someone does, Why? And why do I ask so many questions? In truth, why does anyone ask questions? Do we seek answers? Then why do we ask unanswerable questions? And will we ever run out of questions? And why do I ask more questions than you? Am I different in some way? Is it because I am a philosopher? And will we ever know? All tests can fall in error, so how would we know for certain? Does gravity exist? No test can truly prove it, and one test could disprove it. And what we think of as gravity is merely a coincidence. We do know so little about gravity still. It was relatively recent that einstein discovered how mass bends space and have recently disregarded our ather theories(That gravitational waves propagate through a substance called ather). If even gravity is still mostly unknown how do we even get close to thinking we are conscious. We could just have the illusions of consciousness. We take in our sensory inputs and produce an output? So are we not machines? With automated predictable outputs. If that is true is there really free will? Or are we just on a timeline, with all of our actions dictated by the past. So if we exist like this do we just think we have free will because our minds view our actions are our own, even if they are predetermined. Does that even matter? If it is true than any action we chose we have chose and will choose. But we can still choose. We still can think about actions and chose which path to take. So does that count as free will? Even if someone who had a computer which knew every particle's position and momentum could predict our actions? And because of the conservation of information could it also determine the past? And if we could know the past would we dare? Could we open the pandora’s box of information? If we can predict the future can we invent things we see in the future based on future blueprints? Would that cause the future to be more advanced? And if we do then would that form an infinite loop that leads to infinite information? And would we even want that? Or is the infinite predictive and overvational power even possible? Because we can’t possibly know every particles exact momentum and position. Heinsinberds uncertainty principle proves that. So why do we think about it? Do we find joy in a pointless question? Or is a waste of time- a distraction from the horrors of reality. Then again can reality really be horrible, if we have no frame of reference. If there is a reference what is it? Can there even be an objective frame of reference for good or bad? Maybe we think about this kind of thing in hope that one day it will be possible. If so are these thoughts in vain?
Onto the really important thing I had to tell you, My pet fish died. Is that relevant? Is anything relevant? How do we judge relevance? Is it even dead? What is death? What is life? Have I asked this before? How will we know? And why would we care? And why are you still reading?
