Basis

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Neo-Pop Art / Wang Guangyi/ Materialist’s Art

I have been holing up lately.  This “atmospheric river” nonsense has taken the weather here in PDX back to the way that it was thirty some-odd years ago when I moved here.  Spring is coming, but the rivers are getting close to normal and the rain doesn’t seem to be stopping.

It is amazing just how quickly you start getting used to things and start thinking that they are “normal”.  The last couple of years taught us that dry, nice weather leads to fires that blot the sky a different way.  I am kinda thinking that this year is telling us not to worry about fires, but that might be a vain hope.

Screed

I am gonna do some very preliminary pondering about the nature of “consciousness”.  I think that the pondering will be pretty short lived, because right now, unless the epiphany fairy comes down and bludgeons me over the head, I got nothing.

I am mulling over the idea that maybe that shit we call consciousness isn’t located in the individual organism.  Now, this isn’t all Manziotti, where we are causally connected to what we see/interact with, but maybe, just maybe, what we call consciousness/perception isn’t just about “me”.  I am always suspicious of Decarte’s extended foray into hand waving, so that cogito ergo sum bit has to go.

I think that I will start with the idea that consciousness and communication are one in the same.  I have no idea where this will go, Just gonna ponder it for a bit.