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Thread #133745   Message #3040711
Posted By: Steve Shaw
26-Nov-10 - 06:08 AM
Thread Name: BS: The Delusion delusion.
Subject: RE: BS: The Delusion delusion.
All living things have 'life' in them, fair enough? Collectively, all life on the planet, is 'life on the planet' as a whole...OK, (not too much a stretch). In this life, there is a consciousness, shared mutually by the forms of life, inhabiting the planet(Steve excluded, 'wink')...therefore, just as there is a collective life, on this ball, spinning in space, trying to survive, there is a collective 'intelligence'.

If this 'intelligence' existed before any given generation, then it has been self generating, just as 'life' itself has, before we personally jumped on the train....

If you 'tapped' into this 'collective, ongoing, intelligence', that is connected to the life process, as a whole, then very possibly, and probably, one could 'remember' another manifestation, from another time, when that intelligence, manifested itself, and in doing so, could have retained collected sensory data....

..not that YOU were another 'person' before....but you tapped into that data, via the ONE ongoing intelligence....of which is a part of you....as well as the prior. ITS ALL ONE!

...Even 'Time' itself, is subject to the dimensional manifestation of the observer.

Now, that wasn't too much of a stretch, was it?


It was almost perfectly ridiculous, actually. You plough on hopefully through your improbable whimsy as though your consciousness and collective intelligence for all life is a given. Tell me what consciousness or intelligence was possessed by those very first coacervate droplets that made the transition from non-life to life. Where's the consciousness and intelligence in cyanobacteria living on a rock-face? Your proposition is charmingly higher-animal-centric (there's probably a word for that). You unwittingly produce an insoluble paradox by suggesting on the one hand that life/intelligence in one big collective, then you propose that it's some kind of train that we jump on. In that, you cheerfully skate over everything we know about evolution. You may well have something, but the baby has gone down the drain. To cap it all, you conclude with an indecipherable final sentence about time.

Incidentally, I'd be more inclined to avoid contention if you were more inclined to avoid snide little asides.