My own words:
The modern and post-modern world has crippled itself because it has become overtaken by a mechanistic, science-driven, “seeing is believing” mindset. The author refers to this as the fallacy of simple location. The cost of our culture being driven and owned and sculpted by this mindset has been enormous.
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The fallacy of simple location:
If something can’t be simply located in physical space, then it isn’t really real. You can locate Gaia, so it exists. You can locate cells, so they exist. You can locate the brain, so it exists. You can locate the biosphere, so it exists.
But you can’t simply locate values and consciousness and beliefs and morals in the same way. You can’t point to them with your finger. You can’t see them or find them anywhere in the great web of sensory nature. They become rambling and ridiculed ghosts in the machine, pathetic illusions in the organic system. They are merely personal tastes and subjective fantasies. The interiors don’t count in a disqualified universe, the universe you can put your finger on.
The irony, of course, is that the universe you can put your finger on is the meaningless universe. So although consciousness and value and meaning are intrinsic to the depth of the Kosmos, they cannot be found in the cosmos. That is, they inhere in the Left-Hand dimensions of the Kosmos, not in the Right-Hand surfaces. And thus, if you are intent on only allowing the sensory surfaces, then you scrub the Kosmos clean of consciousness and meaning and depth, guaranteed.
And so it came about that the Great Holarchy was abandoned, essentially for the first time in history, because you couldn’t put your finger on it. The ghost in the machine was indeed a ghost, because it had just committed suicide.
Men and women have become subject to monological madness: They are objects of information, never subjects in communication. That is, human beings, like all holons, were studied only in their empirical and objective dimensions, and thus were reduced to mere its in the great interwoven web, with no depth and no intentionality and no personhood to speak of. The brutal world of the lab technician, slabs of meat and all.
This is the science of reduced humanism where humans are simply objects of information. Also called “dehumanized humanism.”
There is no translogical Spirit, no dialogical mind; there is just monological nature. Surface nature, mononature, the world of sensory and material forms––this is the “God,” this is the “Goddess,” of the modern and postmodern world.
If something can’t be simply located in physical space, then it isn’t really real. You can locate Gaia, so it exists. You can locate cells, so they exist. You can locate the brain, so it exists. You can locate the biosphere, so it exists.
But you can’t simply locate values and consciousness and beliefs and morals in the same way. You can’t point to them with your finger. You can’t see them or find them anywhere in the great web of sensory nature. They become rambling and ridiculed ghosts in the machine, pathetic illusions in the organic system. They are merely personal tastes and subjective fantasies. The interiors don’t count in a disqualified universe, the universe you can put your finger on.
The irony, of course, is that the universe you can put your finger on is the meaningless universe. So although consciousness and value and meaning are intrinsic to the depth of the Kosmos, they cannot be found in the cosmos. That is, they inhere in the Left-Hand dimensions of the Kosmos, not in the Right-Hand surfaces. And thus, if you are intent on only allowing the sensory surfaces, then you scrub the Kosmos clean of consciousness and meaning and depth, guaranteed.
And so it came about that the Great Holarchy was abandoned, essentially for the first time in history, because you couldn’t put your finger on it. The ghost in the machine was indeed a ghost, because it had just committed suicide.
Men and women have become subject to monological madness: They are objects of information, never subjects in communication. That is, human beings, like all holons, were studied only in their empirical and objective dimensions, and thus were reduced to mere its in the great interwoven web, with no depth and no intentionality and no personhood to speak of. The brutal world of the lab technician, slabs of meat and all.
This is the science of reduced humanism where humans are simply objects of information. Also called “dehumanized humanism.”
There is no translogical Spirit, no dialogical mind; there is just monological nature. Surface nature, mononature, the world of sensory and material forms––this is the “God,” this is the “Goddess,” of the modern and postmodern world.
