There are ramifications to
this dissolution of boundaries.
If who 'I am' is an arbitrary midpoint between a cell and an ecosystem,
between a moment's stray thought and a universe alive with cognition,
then 'my' existence or nonexistence is basically unimportant. "I" am a
bucket full of water in an ocean, minus the physical bucket.
More to the point, if all thought and feeling are one then I am a
component of a larger soul; a component predisposed to thinking of
itself as separate. What am I praying to then? Is the left pinky
kneeling before the rest of the body, hoping to receive a glimpse of
its wisdom or power?
Death? Unimportant: an evolutionarily programmed fear of the
termination of a self that really doesn't really exist. The point where
homeostasis stops is akin to the point where you whang your head on
alow door and it stings and you lose a brain cell or two. My memories
and personality cease but those are not fundamentally different from
what I have done in the world. "My" actions leave traces in this brain
called mine and in the world around it. There is no oblivion nor an
afterlife, just a self-obsessed leaf drying up and falling off.
Selfishness? Foolishness: a calculation based on mislayed boundaries. A
mistake. Not evil, just stupid. Kind of like selling your left hand for
money or trying to cheat your toes..
God? You, me, everyone, everything. What's left when you remove
imaginary barriers. Admittedly, this leaves us without an infinitely
wise or more powerful being, but it also puts it within touching
distance. Hell, it puts it within circulation distance.
So then: what's been distracing me is a stab at a solution to that "God, Ethics and The Afterlife" question.
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