a soup of aphorisms

Our knowledge is a soup. We dip our ladle into a soup of aphorism and sup from our bowl.

My mind has a configuration of motor neurons and conductance amplitudes, which comprise the 'stuff' of thinking.

The rub lies in the incidental nature of this configuration. The content of the thinking that this configuration makes possible is borrowed from our world interface, our sensorium. This means I cannot copy a discreet configuration and expect to also copy the experience or the content of thinking that this configuration makes possible.

More importantly the brain is nervous activity. We should also consider the tongue-in-cheek interpretation of that statement as well. On the whole, we as humans return to familiar habits. We must. Building a home and raising a family take time. Recording the seasons takes time. Reconciling self-identity with the world is an ongoing process. It takes time. In a purely world sense of these activities they are examples of how nervous activity, mentation, interface with the world. The rhythm of this activity shows a purpose. It is a vague purpose because perhaps not all behavior appears to be contributory. A purely world sense is my attempt to treat human activity with disregard for human perspective. The arts, letters, and sciences of the 20th century demonstrated the impossibility of removing perspective completely. It also demonstrated the potential impact that perspective has upon outcomes.

The hole and the black box are a selective membrane cheat. They are how a body captures light for either nervous activity--seeing--or producing energy--photosynthesis. The plant captures light via the pigmentation of the cells associated with photosynthesis. The hole and the black box are how a specialized extension of a nervous system uses the light energy saturating our environment. The perspective, which effects the outcome of an experiment is a result of this black box interaction between a seeing organ and how an experiment registers. Some perceptions intercept light by the edges of the hole in the black box. The edge is essential to the nature of light as a wave. Light is only light because we can perceive it. The energy that gets used in having this light intercept our seeing membrane is what creates the sensation of light. Darkness, after all, is the absence of light and of nervous activity in our seeing membrane. Sometimes excitation of these nerves causes the sensation of light which does not exist. Like the ringing of our ears, our nerves continue to work in the absence of a stimulus. These nerves have become primed by how they interface with the world.

There's an incredible flatness to this kind of thinking. If the realization of both knowing and being are essentially membrane related then that interface is the key to understanding reality as perceived and reality as received.

Is this line of thinking warranted? I'm unsure about the nature of flattening as a way to reduce everything to that metaphor. From the subatomic level to bodily existence this membrane notion holds truck.

At the subatomic level one recognizes that electrons continually pop in and out of existence in our world. What causes such a thing to occur? We could consider that electrons possess some kind of extra-dimensional velocity, which allows them to traverse a membrane separating this reality from another into which an electron from our world passed. What grants this electron the ability to pass through the membrane? I suggest that it is an imbalance between the two universes connected at the membrane. The membranes have a very different reality from our notion of physical ones. They don't exist in space. This membrane is of a very different dimension, one that strains our concept for space. Nevertheless, electrons which can occupy our space enter into that place and ours. What makes that place with perhaps a different set of physical principles a compatible place for this electron? Will we ever be able to track one single electron from our world into another? Are all electrons created equal? There's only one electron perhaps. The vast number of existent electrons in our known universe comprise the superpositions of this single electron.