When I was a youth I wondered where my consciousness came from. How it came that I perceived, that my consciousness was mine. Where it came from. What good luck that the consciousness that was I had such good parents and home. I could have been someone else, someone suffering. I conceived many consciousness instances like processors waiting for a being (e.g. a baby) to become conscious and start ‘executing’ in it. But where were these? Were these the souls? And were did they go when we die?
It was quite obvious that even if these instances ‘persisted’ that they carried no state from one physical being to the next. Otherwise there’d be effects from that. Like memory. I obviously had no memory of having been in other being previously. Some people seemed to claim it but not concvincingly so. And also memory was encoded in the brain and that decayed. So the only persistent thing about my imaginary consciousness processors were … the concept of a processor being necessary. And that seems to have solved the mystery for me then.
Curiously these ideas mostly came in the evening when sleep was near but I never thought that the consciousness would break by sleep.
When I was 6 years old I was surprised that I see the world from my eyes but not my grandmothers eyes. I asked her “Why me is me”, but she didn’t understood what I am speaking about. Still curious.
When I was a youth I wondered where my consciousness came from. How it came that I perceived, that my consciousness was mine. Where it came from. What good luck that the consciousness that was I had such good parents and home. I could have been someone else, someone suffering. I conceived many consciousness instances like processors waiting for a being (e.g. a baby) to become conscious and start ‘executing’ in it. But where were these? Were these the souls? And were did they go when we die?
It was quite obvious that even if these instances ‘persisted’ that they carried no state from one physical being to the next. Otherwise there’d be effects from that. Like memory. I obviously had no memory of having been in other being previously. Some people seemed to claim it but not concvincingly so. And also memory was encoded in the brain and that decayed. So the only persistent thing about my imaginary consciousness processors were … the concept of a processor being necessary. And that seems to have solved the mystery for me then.
Curiously these ideas mostly came in the evening when sleep was near but I never thought that the consciousness would break by sleep.
I had the same question as a kid. Only about a couple of years ago I discovered it was of academic interest.
Yeah, that closely matches it.
When I was 6 years old I was surprised that I see the world from my eyes but not my grandmothers eyes. I asked her “Why me is me”, but she didn’t understood what I am speaking about. Still curious.