I was thinking today that it can’t be much of a life being a
car. You have to go when the human tells you to go, stop when the human tells
you to stop, turn right, turn left, stop again, go again, back up, stand there
and wait while he goes into the shop, stand there again while he eats the egg
and cress sandwich and jam doughnut which he bought in the shop while you were
waiting for him… You’re a complete slave to the mobile meaty thing with hands
and feet. You can’t even wink at the pretty little British racing green Mini in
the next bay. And how many of the mobile meaty things ever talk to their
slaves?
I do. That’s why I read up on
Panpsychism. It seems a
belief in the idea that all material has mind isn’t as uncommon as you’d think.
It isn’t only spiritual and primitive traditions that hold to the view; many
respected philosophers support the idea, too. And I once heard a quantum physicist say 'Consciousness is contained in every cell.'
Good. It’s nice to feel vindicated.
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