What does it feel like for you to hold your mind in that posture? How would you describe the main sensation by which you navigate when you encounter a maze?
Constrained, there’s no other way for things to be. But I don’t feel that nearly as strongly when I think of picking up my cup. Yet if I imagine moving my arm away from the cup instead of towards, I might feel just a touch of that constraint. When I consider getting up, and not imagining crazy ways to move, I feel constrained. The objects next to my legs, the screen in front (the mouse and keyboard at my side less so, oddly enough), I feel constraint.
This kind of reminds me of the primitive reachability, and Eliezer’s explanation of what is behind the illusion of “free will”.
You’re terrifying me with this essay. Reading your work is like teetering on the brink of an abyss.
Constrained, there’s no other way for things to be. But I don’t feel that nearly as strongly when I think of picking up my cup. Yet if I imagine moving my arm away from the cup instead of towards, I might feel just a touch of that constraint. When I consider getting up, and not imagining crazy ways to move, I feel constrained. The objects next to my legs, the screen in front (the mouse and keyboard at my side less so, oddly enough), I feel constraint.
This kind of reminds me of the primitive reachability, and Eliezer’s explanation of what is behind the illusion of “free will”.
You’re terrifying me with this essay. Reading your work is like teetering on the brink of an abyss.