Infinite Strange Loop

loop“A mirror mirroring a mirror”
Douglas R. Hofstadter, I Am a Strange Loop

For as long as I can remember I have been obsessed with my attempts to  understand human consciousness. My obsession has led me on many long treks only to find that they terminated in cul-de-sacs. For a time I read philosophy at Oxford. My studies seemed promising at first, but I gradually came realize that my professors were as clueless about the nature and explanation of consciousness as  I was. In fact, at Oxford the whole pursuit was most often seen as trivial metaphysics. In stead,Oxford most often focused on  analytic philosophy.

So after my post-graduate studies, I continued to read as a frustrated autodidact.  I read Daniel Dennett, David Chalmers, Roger Penrose (one of my all time favorites who by coincidence happens to be a professor emeritus at Oxford but unfortunately in mathematics, not philosophy),  Max Velmans….The list is very long indeed. BUT I have to admit that I am as lost now as I was at the beginning of my exploration.

I intend to keep looking…I’ll let you know if I find anything worth reporting.

 

Artist of the Floating Word

DAILY PROMPT This is my first post here on WordPress. I have given my blog the name of a novel by Kazuo Ishiguro. The protagonist of that novel, Ono, is an unreliable narrator, and since I too can have an unreliable  worldview, I adopted this novel’s title as my moniker. Because of his his inflated sense of his own grandiosity and importance, the picture Ono paints of himself is often at odds with the view the reader hold  of him . I hope if you read this you won’t find that to be the case with me. No, my problem is not that I want to make myself look more accomplished or proficient than I am. I don’t care about that. Instead,  I want is to use this blog to try to refocus my view of reality.

My problem, and I’m guessing that it’s a problem shared by many equally befuddled individuals right now, is how to find what is true, important and meaningful in this seventeenth year of the twenty-first century. Our collective narrative has become so divided, fragmented, and hostile that the world has, in a lot of ways, stopped making sense.

So I will be exploring the reasons we have entered a post-truth  world,  why it matters, and how to begin to devise an escape from our broken perspectives. I don’t have high hopes that I’ll be successful, but the effort of writing and thinking about our predicament might  help me sort through the chaos a bit. Thank for reading this first attempt, and please let me know if you have the similar misgivings about the what passes as reality today.  And if you do not hold such misgivings, I’d love to know why you are so certain you’re right. Again, thanks!