The Black Chair Protocol
Thursday, November 15, 2018 at 10:09AM
An Unnamed Baldnobber

     The Midterm Election is over, we have had a heavy frost,  the RoseHouse Christmas Lights are up, and  I am settling into a new winter-season lifestyle.  Minimal hygiene, housekeeping, and provisioning withstanding, my days are mostly about a computer, a monitor, and the presumed reality it displays.  It is my emerging eighth decade sense that the phenomena manifest outside my door are only nominally more real than "Fortnite".  As such, my enthusiasm to play "First Life" has subsided. I do however continue to be curious about why there is such human interest in both "First Life" (phenomanal world) and the diversionary art worlds that it spawns. 

     Most days, I watch, listen,  and read  the musing of those who think about  these philosophical questions.  I feel fortunate that I have such remarkable access to this stream of human thought and I am always fascination that there exists consciousness that has the capacity to explore consciousness. 

PS: My, at present, best guess is that brains make minds, there is no freewill, and individual consciousness is a network node on an evolutionary feedback loop...... I will keep searching from my much worn black recliner.

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