Dontaskme wrote: ↑Sat Jan 23, 2021 11:57 pm
Immanuel Can wrote: ↑Sat Jan 23, 2021 11:47 pm
Dontaskme wrote: ↑Sat Jan 23, 2021 11:29 pm
If I had no memory present to witness the birth of my own conception ...then who’s the one that is here now remembering there was no memory present to witness my own conception?
That would be
you.
And you're still talking
to me.
And you're talking as if "birth" were real, so you're talking about the nature of
reality.
You,
me and
reality: you believe in them.
But this YOU cannot know this you exists until there is a memory present to inform this you is present now, so that means the memory must also be here now as the you is being known now.
Well, you don't know what cognitions I'm having...or even if I'm having any.
What you know is that you believe in a you, a me and a reality. You don't actually believe "all is one."
So if the memory is here now, why wasn’t the memory present at the birth of my conception ?
Nobody's is.
At your "conception," you were a zygote. When you were a newborn, you had no frame of reference or existing cateogories into which memories could be fit...so you could retain very little. Everything was totally new. Everything was loud, wonderful, inarticulable, and utterly confusing for the first few months.
What do you expect to remember, when you had no frame of reference built yet?
Memory occurs within existing categories. If I say to you, "Remember when we went to the beach?" you might have a memory. But it's only because you already understood each of the words in a category. "Remember...action word, bring to recollection." "Beach" a sandy place. "Went," past tense of "go," also a verb, and so on. You have the categories to make sense of the situation, and to consult your memory bank to find the reference to the appropriate event.
But you didn't have any of that as a baby. Not even language.
How can I know I am the knower of reality of my being now ..even though I know now that I had no knowledge of my conception?
Why would you need to know that night when your mom and dad parked the Cadillac convertible at Makeout Point and drank a little too much, and well...because THAT was your "conception."

You weren't there. You were a zygote in your mom's ovaries and a twinkle in your dad's eye that hadn't even gotten together yet.

How would you ever expect to remember your "conception"?
Or did you mean "birth"?
But you didn't stay that way, did you? You grew, developed categories, and began to use them to store memories. And sometime when you were a toddler, perhaps, you began to keep long-term ones. But your brain was going to continue to develop...and eventually to deteriorate as well. Yet you were still "you." You existed. And the memories were your memories, and nobody else's. For nobody else ever saw through your eyes.
And nobody ever will. Do you doubt, then, that you exist? And what about all the stuff your memories are formed of? I mean, the beach, the group that was there, the sun, the sand...all delusions, you suppose?
