solistus
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Conscious life as we know it is largely defined by brain processes such as memory and linear thought. This form of existence clearly stops when the brain dies.
If one's sense of self is just one's conscious train of thought/action/experience, then no, there is no life after death. I view myself as not simply the particularity of 'my own' existence, but rather the relationship between the particularity of my conscious egoic existence and the universal, the Thing[-in-itself], the void or whatever you choose to call it. While many see this as a self/other relationship (e.g., my self and god), I don't feel that any definition excluding the universal fully captures my sense of self.
I don't know what happens after death. The closest I've received to an answer from inward meditation and my psychedelic experiences is that, after death, particularity ceases to be and there is only the Thing.
My Lacanian/Zizekian jargon-laden explanation of this is as follows. My self-existence in life is defined by the gap between the particularity of consciousness and the universality of the Thing. These two concepts are essentially reverse sides of the same coin; while they are both fundamentally "the same thing," it is impossible to describe one in the logic of the other. One cannot fully comprehend the Thing consciously, and the Thing cannot coexist with any of the meaning created by conscious particularity.
However, the two concepts are fundamentally linked; attempts to find a sense of self seem to drive humyns to the inevitable conclusion of some idea of the universal Thing, and the concept of the Thing demands the existence of a particular subject to imagine it and thus relate to it. Paradoxically, that relation is impossible, as the two concepts are antagonistic, incapable of synthesis or mediation. The gap between them is that antagonistic relationship. In death, this gap is filled by the impossible intersection of particularity and universality; death ends the particular as such, and, with no particular, the Thing as we imagine it ceases to be. What remains is the impossible truth that the fundamental binary of life between the particular and universal leads us to strive constantly for, but never to reach.
The parallels to various Eastern philosophies are apparent, but my view is more based on ontology. In life, self is defined by this relationship between the ego and the Thing. In death, self is freed from this binary relationship and self is defined as Truth/Good/Nirvana/whatever you want to call it.
Also, a note on conventional Buddhist transcendentalism: I disagree with the transcendental notion of Nirvana as oneness with the universe. The idea that the ultimate enlightened state is a connectedness to existence or being is somewhat misled, in my opinion. The after-death state of Nirvana I am talking about is not so much a oneness with being as it is a transcendence of the very binary of being.
I do find value in the Buddhist approach for actually living one's life, however. Transcendence in the form of freedom from one's particularity is inevitable in the form of death; in life, one must seek an inner balance, a sense of self that does not exclude one side of the antagonistic universal/particular binary by adopting the logic of the other. I manifest this antagonism by remaining a somewhat ironic distance from both my egoic particular self and my conception of the Thing.
Sorry, that was long and full of verbiage. As I wrote I clarified my own thoughts immensely, so I kept writing.
If one's sense of self is just one's conscious train of thought/action/experience, then no, there is no life after death. I view myself as not simply the particularity of 'my own' existence, but rather the relationship between the particularity of my conscious egoic existence and the universal, the Thing[-in-itself], the void or whatever you choose to call it. While many see this as a self/other relationship (e.g., my self and god), I don't feel that any definition excluding the universal fully captures my sense of self.
I don't know what happens after death. The closest I've received to an answer from inward meditation and my psychedelic experiences is that, after death, particularity ceases to be and there is only the Thing.
My Lacanian/Zizekian jargon-laden explanation of this is as follows. My self-existence in life is defined by the gap between the particularity of consciousness and the universality of the Thing. These two concepts are essentially reverse sides of the same coin; while they are both fundamentally "the same thing," it is impossible to describe one in the logic of the other. One cannot fully comprehend the Thing consciously, and the Thing cannot coexist with any of the meaning created by conscious particularity.
However, the two concepts are fundamentally linked; attempts to find a sense of self seem to drive humyns to the inevitable conclusion of some idea of the universal Thing, and the concept of the Thing demands the existence of a particular subject to imagine it and thus relate to it. Paradoxically, that relation is impossible, as the two concepts are antagonistic, incapable of synthesis or mediation. The gap between them is that antagonistic relationship. In death, this gap is filled by the impossible intersection of particularity and universality; death ends the particular as such, and, with no particular, the Thing as we imagine it ceases to be. What remains is the impossible truth that the fundamental binary of life between the particular and universal leads us to strive constantly for, but never to reach.
The parallels to various Eastern philosophies are apparent, but my view is more based on ontology. In life, self is defined by this relationship between the ego and the Thing. In death, self is freed from this binary relationship and self is defined as Truth/Good/Nirvana/whatever you want to call it.
Also, a note on conventional Buddhist transcendentalism: I disagree with the transcendental notion of Nirvana as oneness with the universe. The idea that the ultimate enlightened state is a connectedness to existence or being is somewhat misled, in my opinion. The after-death state of Nirvana I am talking about is not so much a oneness with being as it is a transcendence of the very binary of being.
I do find value in the Buddhist approach for actually living one's life, however. Transcendence in the form of freedom from one's particularity is inevitable in the form of death; in life, one must seek an inner balance, a sense of self that does not exclude one side of the antagonistic universal/particular binary by adopting the logic of the other. I manifest this antagonism by remaining a somewhat ironic distance from both my egoic particular self and my conception of the Thing.
Sorry, that was long and full of verbiage. As I wrote I clarified my own thoughts immensely, so I kept writing.