SANITY AND MADNESS, meeting 2 (out of 2)

the world and the self

a basis for self: "feeling at two with the universe"

Is this the real life?
Is this just fantasy?
Caught in a landslide
No escape from reality
Open your eyes, look up to the skies and see.

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"koinos kosmos"

the self is determined by the boundary it shares with the universe ("kosmos")

what would this boundary look like for a hecatoncheire? for a hive mind?


"But this world can't be para," Gretchen Borbman said, "because we all share it, and that's still our sole criterion, the one point we can hang onto."

The Unteleported Man (a.k.a. Lies, Inc.), by Philip K. Dick, p.126

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the self: a glossary (Gallagher)

emergence of the "minimal self"

note the central role of efference copy processes

(efference copy underlies your inability to tickle yourself; details *here)






* designates a password-protected link; obtain the password from the instructors

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delusion of thought insertion

hypothesis (C. Frith):

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a robot with a sense of self?

"During unsteady or conflicting phases of the system dynamics, an arbitration process takes place in that shared space, and the robot is required to take its own current state into account.

Specifically, it needs to take into account (`become aware of') the conflict in its own system, and its own degree of familiarity with the surrounding environment.

This, in Tani's view, is the robotic equivalent of self-consciousness."


cf. Parry (the paranoid schizophrenic chatbot, created in 1971 by Ken Colby)

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momentary self

"On [Strawson's] view, a human being consists of a series of such transient selves, each one lasting only as long as a unique period of experience lasts, coming into existence and going out of existence, without continuity."


"A Buddhist treatise of the fifth century, the Visuddhimagga (Road to Purity), illustrates the same doctrine with the same figure:

`Strictly speaking, the life of a living being is exceedingly brief, lasting only while a thought lasts. Just as a chariot wheel in rolling rolls only at one point of the tyre, and in resting rests only at one point...'
Other Buddhist texts say that the world annihilates itself and reappears six thousand five hundred million times a day..." from A New Refutation of Time by Jorge Luis Borges

slide 8

two models of the narrative self

"we are not totally in control of the product"

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"is this book full of everything about me?"

"You too," the 'pape vendor announced, "can play a vital role in the development of this fine virgin colonial world... In fact, it is a distinct possibility that you are already mentioned..."

On impulse he chose the first entry, that with the lowest page number.

Early in the morning Theodoric Ferry, chief of the vast economic and political entity Trails of Hoffman Limited, got out of bed, put on his clothes and walked into the living room.
Damned dull stuff, he decided in bewilderment. Is this book full of everything about me?

The Unteleported Man (a.k.a. Lies, Inc.), by Philip K. Dick, p.184

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"Slander!"

"Listen," he said severely to the alert 'pape vendor, "my private life is my own business; there is no valid reason in the galaxy why my doings should be listed here."

I'm damn near the main character in this tract, he realized. Myself, Matson, that Rachmael ben Applebaum, this girl named Freya something and of course Lupov — naturally Lupov. On impulse he looked up a citation regarding Dr. Lupov...

Peering tautly into the small vid screen, Dr. Lupov said to the sharp-featured young man beside him, "Now is the time, Jaime. Either Theo Ferry examines the Bloode text or else he never does. If he turns to page 149, then we have a real chance of —"
Hands shaking, Theo Ferry leafed through the book to page 149. And, compulsively, unblinkingly, studied the text before him.

He had gone unresistingly to that page — and he would not be coming back out.

The Unteleported Man (a.k.a. Lies, Inc.), by Philip K. Dick, p.186

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"Throw away that thing!"

With unbelievable effort Theo Ferry managed to close the book. The page of print vanished... and as soon as it did so he felt strength return to his arms; volition flooded back and he at once jumped up, dropping the book. It tumbled wildly to the ground, pages fluttering; Theo Ferry at once jumped on it, ground his heel into the thing — hideously, it emitted a shrill living cry, and then became silent.

Alive, he thought. An alien life form; no wonder it could deal with my recent activities; the page actually contained nothing — it was no book at all, only one of those awful Ganymede life-mirrors that Lupov was supposed to use. That entity that reflects back to you your own thoughts. Ugh. He winced with aversion. And it almost got me, he said to himself. Close.

The Unteleported Man (a.k.a. Lies, Inc.), by Philip K. Dick, p.188

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"I officially declare this late Wednesday afternoon and Computer Day."

"You may be interested to know, Mr. ben Applebaum, that you are not the first person among us to live with that hallucination — I refer to the prior one, that of the garrison state.

If your delusional gestalt, when you present it to the computer, comes out on those lines, I can assure you that a tru bi-personal view of a paraworld will have been established... and this, of course, is what we fear, as you well know. Do you want to see the garrison state world established as the authentic reality?"

slide 13

open issues

here are two of the "outstanding questions" listed by Gallagher that we find the most relevant to the core of this course:

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Aforismos de ojosAphorisms for the eye
Al ojo en la pared,
tapalo con la mano.
The eye on the wall,
cover with your hand.
Al ojo en la palma de mano,
cubrelo con la otra mano.
The eye in the palm of your hand,
cover with the other hand.
Al ojo que piensa entre ojo y ojo,
miralo en otra cara.
The eye that thinks between eye and eye,
see it in another face.
Al ojo humeante de la mente,
no lo veas de frente.
The eye steaming in the mind,
don't look at it, head on.
Al ojo loco del espejo,
limpialo con to pañuelo.
The crazed eye in the mirror,
rub it out with a hankie.
Ojos que no parpadean,
no creas en ellos.
Eyes that don't blink,
put no trust in.
El paisaje es la medida del ojo.
El ojo es la medida del sol.
A landscape is the measure of an eye.
The eye is a measure of the sun.
Pasa la vida
con los ojos prendidos.
Spend your life with your eyes
turned on.
from Ojos, de otro mirar (Eyes to see otherwise) by Homero Aridjis

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