Co-dependency

[degringolade]

 

Impressionism / Robert Julian Onderdonk/ Snow near the Cave, Central Park, New York

Rain has been keeping me in more than I care to stay in.  You would think that after 30+ years here in the upper left I would be used to it by now.  I am not.

Plowing through the pain of being an “executor de facto” and not being an “executor de jure”.  I suppose that it is fine and that it makes sense owing to complex familial interactions, but it is a bit of a pain.  But it will end and then I can go back to my usual lecherous sloth.

Screed

“...we were back at home, and I had returned to that reassuring but profoundly unsatisfactory state known as 'being in one's right mind.”

― Aldous Huxley, The Doors of Perception

Mike tricked me into thinking about the nature of consciousness. Bastard.

Tough problem, I am thinking that:

1. The nature of consciousness is situational, and

2. The nature of consciousness cannot be separated from language.

Now, anyone reading this must realize that these little lemmas are not so much lemmas as hypotheses.  But I can’t think of a place in this little bit of searching where I can lay down a point and nail it there as being permanent.  

This makes things hard for such as your humble correspondent.  I have spent my life working with a set of reasonably established set starting points and then proceeded from there to get to where I wanted to go.  

The search for an understanding of consciousness has not allowed me a concrete point of departure as yet.  I have been plowing through different beginnings and as it stands now, they usually blow up before I hit two or three steps into the proof.

I am going to keep trying for a bit.  I’ll keep you posted about any perceptible progress, but don’t get your hopes up.