#mind body problem

[funeral]

Jack R. Strange, "A Search for the Sources of the Stream of Consciousness", The Stream of Consciousness: Scientific Investigations into the Flow of Human Experience

[sourweather-fics]

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

He squirms a bit, perched cross-legged on his bedspread. He’s already far out of his depth, tonight. It had seemed like a good enough idea at the time, though his thoughts were admittedly impaired by all the blood being redirected to his nightly erection. How long had it been, after all, since he’d had a sexual interaction with another person? Any kind of sexual interaction? It’s been over a year since things ended with Beth, and even then, they’d only been physically intimate a handful of times. Adam’s never been interested in loose sex, really. The casualty that by all logic should make him less stressed only sets him further on edge. And trying to date again sounds like torture. None of that changes the fact that Adam’s been aching for someone in his bed, lately. He’s lonely, and horny, and it’s always been Adam’s understanding that when someone is lonely and horny, there’s really only one place to go. The Internet.

[c-schroed]

"You've read those science fiction stories where humans manage to digitize the consciousness and upload themselves to some computer network. We do that, and our bodies will be nothing but antiquated dead media as far as our souls are concerned. It's not hard to imagine a few soulless bodies lying around between the piles of magnetic tape and flash memory cards in my office once we evolve our consciousness beyond the need for the flesh." "Really?" I asked. "I always thought it was the other way around. That the soul was just a function of the body—a means to keep it alive. Once our bodies find something more suitable to propagate themselves and are able to trade in these old souls, then it's we who become the dead media." That caught him off his guard. The professor sat with a blank expression on his face for a few moments. Then he laughed out loud. "True enough! A very radical idea at first blush, but from the perspective of evolution, I'd say yours is more correct. Perhaps it is I who was caught up in an antiquated notion of the human soul as something sacred and unique."

"Harmony" by Project Itoh, 2008

This. "Harmony" by Japanese Author Project Itoh is, in my eyes, the best book ever written since Mary Shelley wrote "Frankenstein". Because of discussions like this.

Because of thoughts that take a turn into a direction I have never heard of before. Because of conclusions that are at the same time absolutely novel, weirdly fascinating and devastatingly uncanny. Because of masterful foreshadowing.

Gosh. I really love this book.

[mindbodyproblem]

^ photos taken just before successfully getting a massive crowd of normies at your school to open up a pit

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(this is what got them raging)

[itsnotquitepoetry]

I'm not fucking stupid. I know it's not real. But my brain doesn't know. My body doesn't know. They really feel those things no matter how hard I try to convince them otherwise. That's the only thing that makes me believe that there is a distinct mind that isn't my body but tethered to it. I am not the synapses firing in that brain, I'm just subject to them.

[raglanphd]

[dusksmote]

guess who's already on their third art piece for their next fic???

[ehj3]

MY HEROES HAVE ALWAYS BEEN CARTOONISTS

MY HEROES HAVE ALWAYS BEEN CARTOONISTS

“… And they still are, it seems / Sadly, in search of, and one step in back of / Themselves and their slow-movin’ dreams” —Sharon Vaughn, “My Heroes Have Always Been Cowboys”  Originally this was gonna have four similar drawings done in four styles, each one inspired by one of four great artists whose careers overlapped my own. They are Edward Gorey (1925-2000), Tomi Ungerer (1931-2019), B.…

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