Some Notes on Consciousness


It would seem that I’m dedicating this blog entirely to the niche of consciousness/death/rebirth as it seems to be all I want to talk about. I do have intentions to write on other topics, I assure you. I’m essentially just writing what’s on my mind and it’s all been very consciousness-oriented of late.

This post will most likely be a disorganised rambling. These are literally just notes for personal reflection and aren’t supposed to flow as literature ought to.

Currently, we associate consciousness as a very intrinsic property. It’s something that I possess as the beholder. It’s something each individual entity calls upon in conjunction with an “ego” to distinguish themselves. We say each person has their own consciousness, just as each person has their own mobile phone.

Consciousness is something so exquisitely puzzeling. The average Joe hasn’t the slightest clue as to how consciousness operates. It’s a very uncommon thing to ponder. It’s something so ambiguous and unknown and yet so fundamentally innate.

So how about a change of perspective? Instead of each of us possessing a consciousness, how about a collective alternative? What happens if we change how we envisage the whole concept of consciousness?

What if there was only a single consciousness and each of us were subsidiaries? What if we weren’t all individual trees but just leaves on the same branch?

How can this be possible? We all seem to have different subjective experiences and exist often in separate periods of time.

We’re taught to think of ourselves as separate entities, infinitely more important than the people around us because they’re simply participants in our reality. It is absolutely true that we are each, indeed, the center of the universe, in a way.

Have you ever put yourself in the mind of the person in front of you? They’re having their own separate experience. To them, they’re the only consciousness. They’re the center of the universe. You’re just the person in front of them. You’re nothing more than visual stimuli to their eyes. You’re just part of the picture.

How bizarre is that!? To you, I’m just something you can see or touch. But to me, I’m a whole lot more. I’m a complex system of thoughts. I have a man inside my head calling the shots. I feel sensations through my skin. I am all that is going on. But to you, I’m just another kid in the playground or person you’ve had a conversation with.

Try to think of consciousness from someone else’s perspective. Realise that to you, they’re just someone. But also realise outside of your own reality, this is impossible. From their perspective, they’re not just someone. They’re the protagonist now.

And so realise that everyone, absolutely everyone is the protagonist. It’s impossible to experience reality as a “passerby” or as the “extra” in the movie of reality. You always occupy the lead role and so therefore everyone else must also.

Suppose I die. The lead singer is dead. But this is impossible because YOU are the lead singer. You have to be. So then the backup vocalist must have died. This is true. That’s okay though because we can never experience reality as the backup singer anyway. So I didn’t just die after all. Therefore death is a huge, gaping paradox. It can never ever happen.

This is confirmation of the fact that you cannot die. If you die, suddenly and without any transition at all, you become a completely different person. With the flick of a switch, you’re now someone completely different. Only this new person was living all along and was the lead singer of their own reality before you died. Focus was shifted. ¬†You could be anyone. But you will be the lead singer. Always. You will be the center of the universe. Always.

I’ll reiterate. It is impossible experience life/reality/consciousness, whatever you want to call it, as the passerby. You can never ever be the guy standing in front of you, in other words.

We already know this but we just don’t reflect on it. This is probably the first time you did. So what does it all mean?

We now know there isn’t a “me and them” relationship. We’re all the “me”. It should be a “me” and “me” relationship. We don’t ever exchange roles as star actor and extra. We’re all the stars of the show. All at the same time. And yet somehow we are all the extras?

Should we then look at others as though they’re the center of the universe? For, after all, you can bet your bottom dollar that’s how they see themselves. Should we stop looking at others as participants or mere details of our own reality, just¬†because we can’t feel their intrinsic/internal sensations or conscience at work?

One of the strangest thoughts I’ve ever had pertains to what I call the “shifting focus of consciousness”.

I can only experience my own consciousness during my lifetime but how does the first hand “experience” shift from my lifetime to yours or someone else’s? Death has to be the answer. The singular experience is relinquished at death and resumes focus in someone else’s mind. That “someone else” is now you, by the way. Or maybe I should say “me”.

How can we possibly have two or more consciousnesses running simultaneously and why can we only experience one at a time? If I’m alive and you’re alive, how can you possibly be conscious if you’re the paaserby? You can’t be the passerby AND be conscious. Does this mean those around us are simply, as they say, figments of our imagination? Maybe the solipsists are right after all.

We should therefore explore solipsism now.

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