Posted on 04/10/2018 3:40:44 PM PDT by RoosterRedux
Came upon this stuff today.
Not sure what to make of it...but it appears worthy of consideration.
Not sure what this is, but check it out.
Some of this thought construct was covered in
“The Tao of Physics” by Fritjof Capra.
I only understood a few slivers here and there.
It seemed to clearly layout the possibilities of matter transference and time travel, albeit at molecular levels.
This is Yeshua.
Obviously we are living in a computer simulation program.
Science has failed to provide an explanation for consciousness because it has been looking for something too elusive: mind being an emergent property of matter (and the brain in particular).
There are three similar theories that could explain why:
1. Biocentrism—the theory that consciousness creates reality.
Was discussed on FR:
http://www.freerepublic.com/focus/f-chat/3549290/posts
2. Conscious realism—the theory that the objective world, i.e., the world whose existence does not depend on the perceptions of a particular observer, consists entirely of conscious agents.
Here is the abstract on an introductory paper:
“Despite substantial efforts by many researchers, we still have
no scientific theory of how brain activity can create, or be, conscious
experience. This is troubling, since we have a large body of
correlations between brain activity and consciousness, correlations
normally assumed to entail that brain activity creates conscious
experience. Here I explore a solution to the mind-body problem
that starts with the converse assumption: these correlations arise
because consciousness creates brain activity, and indeed creates all
objects and properties of the physical world. To this end, I develop
two theses. The multimodal user interface theory of perception
states that perceptual experiences do not match or approximate
properties of the objective world, but instead provide a simplified,
species-specific, user interface to that world. Conscious realism
states that the objective world consists of conscious agents and
their experiences; these can be mathematically modeled and empirically
explored in the normal scientific manner.”
http://www.cogsci.uci.edu/~ddhoff/ConsciousRealism2.pdf
3. Cognitive-Theoretic Model of the Universe
http://www.ctmu.org/
“If a tree falls in a forest and no one is around to hear it, does it make a sound?”
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GOD created us; He now performs all thru us. How we perceive, how we react. We are His instruments.
Vert interesting. Thanks for posting.
Yuki the android said, “Everything is data. Two copies of the same data are indistinguishable. They are the same.”
I replied, “Uh, no, you don’t get it. Haruki died. It’s not the same guy. He’s still dead. Your guy is a clone. We humans have this concept called a soul.”
She waited. The two wonderbrats just looked at me and said nothing. I had to tackle this one on my own.
“Uhm, let me try to explain this. Ok, here’s an analogy. Let’s pretend that you have a mind transfer machine. You know, a machine like that one in the movie Young Frankenstein. Say that you zapped my mind into Frankenstein, and you swapped his mind into mine.”
She didn’t react so I kept going.
“Ok, now you pick up a gun. You shoot me, my body I mean. I’m dead. So here’s the question: Who is left alive now?”
“You.”
“No! I died. My body died. That’s just a copy, a replica.”
“No. It is the same.”
“No it is not! I died. Someone else is taking my place. If I was in heaven I’d probably be pretty pissed off about it.”
“I do not understand.”
Kyonko finally spoke up in my defense. “You’re saying it is not the same ‘you’. It’s a different person.”
“Yeah. Thanks for finally helping me out here.”
“I’m sorry, Kyon. I want to help you, but I’m not saying that I agree with you. In fact I think I don’t.”
“Aw c’mon!” I pounded my chest. “This is me. This stuff right here. These atoms that make up my body, my brain, are me. If you shoot my brain I’m dead. If you can somehow magically recreate a new brain, and give it the same neurons, the same interconnections, it’s just a clone. It looks like me, talks like me, walks like me, quacks like me, but it is not me. It is a different duck!”
Yuki was being patient with me. “That is not logical. Your ‘clone’, as you call it, is made of exactly the same data. Therefore it is the same. Two copies of the same data are indistinguishable.”
Kurosawa leaned into Kyonko and whispered, “He’s a materialist.”
I overheard him. “Dang right I am! If you shoot me in the head, I’m dead. Forever. My soul, or whatever you want to call it, is kaput.”
I was getting worked up. “Look, I don’t believe in heaven. I only believe in what I can see. And even if I did believe in it, I am pretty sure that I would be pretty pissed off when I looked down from my fluffy white cloud. I mean, down there is some other guy, some imposter jerk, down there pretending to be me, taking my place!”
Kyonko leaned in my direction. “Kyon, I’m sorry but you’re view is simplistic. If you are trying base your identity, your ‘you’, solely on the basis of your physical body, it won’t work.”
I banged my chest again. “Yes it does! This is my body, my stuff, this is me!”
“You really think so?”
“Well, yeah!”
Kurosawa was shaking his head.
Oh that’s just great. Those two delinquent wonderbrats were ganging up on me. I didn’t care. I was determined to fight this one to the bitter end.
I crossed my arms. “I’m not changing my mind on this.”
I wasn’t bothered by Yuki’s view. To her everything is data. It was only natural for her assume that duplicate data was indistinguishable. And there was no way to reconcile her viewpoint with mine. And I was cool with that - would we just have to agree to disagree.
It was the wonderbrats that annoyed me. They weren’t helping me at all. Although Kyonko looked at me sympathetically.
Then one of them demolished my view like a house of cards. It took me by complete surprise.
It wasn’t the wonderbrats. It was Yuki.
“Kyon, every atom, every molecule in your physical brain, is replaced approximately every three years through metabolism and waste elimination.”
“What?”
“Yes. It is true.”
“Huh?”
Kurosawa giggled. “She means your brain gets flushed down the toilet every three years.”
“You’re kidding.”
Yuki continued to blast away my argument. “Yes. It’s replaced. Completely. The physical ‘stuff’ of your brain, as you call it, is gone. So where is the ‘you’ now? Where is your ‘soul’, so to speak?”
I admitted I didn’t know.
“It is data combined with an actualizer. It is your DNA coding sequence combined with the enumeration of your neural connections between your axons and synapses. Then it is actualized. All within the system. You understand?”
I didn’t.
Kyonko explained. “You see what she is saying? By ‘actualized’ she means the analogy with the phonograph and the record player. You remember that? Think of the record player as the atoms in your physical body. Your body is ‘playing’ that data, those neural interconnections that create your mind, that create the being that you call ‘you’.
Kurosawa caught on. “And that dance of chemical receptors and electrical energy is the actualizer, your physical body playing the song, right?”
Kyonko said, “You got it!”
It kind of made sense, I guess.
And someone was watching it all happen, the One that existed outside our physical universe, observing everything, observing me.
I understood. The soul and the body were separate. They weren’t the same. I remembered that French philosopher, that René Descartes guy. The guy who said ‘I think, therefore I am.’ He believed in, what was it, oh yeah, Cartesian Dualism. That was it. Dualism. The soul and the body are separate entities.
So your physical body could be replaced but your soul could remain.
We will find the same principles are true with respect to intelligence. Seemingly insurmountable complexity will be reduced when it is discovered a core set of genes are responsible for the majority of what we call consciousness. Once we know how memory is (organically) encoded and referenced for processing, the path will be clear for replication. The breakthrough will occur when it will be impossible to distinguish between organic and non-organic 'reality'.
Of course, what is driving this research is the same motivating factor that is responsible for civilization itself: war. Or, the battle among species and populations over the struggle & competition for scarce resources. To put it more simply, the first organization/nation to field a virtual army (not programs, but actual thinking agents) capable of incapacitating/destroying enemy infrastructure will seize the day.
Won't matter how many nuclear missiles or blue water naval groups can deployed if command & control simply cease to operate/communicate. Think of it as history repeating yet again with the ultimate Trojan horse.
If I was in heaven I’d probably be pretty pissed off about it.
This is a subjunctive mood statement...should be:
If I;-)wasWERE in heaven I’d probably be pretty pissed off about it.
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