If I were to ask a human, say myself for instance, “Are you
self aware?” I would act slightly puzzled, but answer with a more or less
confident “yes”. Then as time went on, I
would begin repeating that question in my head asking myself, “Are you
self-aware”, and from this questioning I would begin to ask who indeed was
asking me this question. Is it I? Is it a part of me? Is it just my brain? Then
I would surmise that I really wasn’t all that aware of myself. So I would begin
to question what is myself? When comparing humans to apes and dolphins, we tend
to believe that one distinct difference between them and us is the “fact” that
we are self-aware. But what part of our anatomy (physical or spiritual) grants
us self-awareness? Both dolphins and apes have memories and senses like us, and
humans have even performed a mirror test (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mirror_test)
on them that supposedly tests for self-awareness on a perceptual level, and
they have passed. So what makes humans so unique?
Humans are
obviously unique to some degree, since we are the only known species to have
developed advanced civilizations that have experienced both peace and war. The
way I think we currently view self-awareness is simple and would be more
suitably called self-recognition. As far
as I know, what makes humans especially unique is our ability to recognize and
question the fact that we will die. This is what I believe to be our current
understanding of human self-awareness, but is recognizing the simple fact that
we die enough to say that we are self-aware? I think not. For me,
self-awareness would be the ability to truly understand and comprehend not only
death, but also our entire existence.
In the film
“Dark City”, the lead character, John Murdock, becomes aware that he is part of
an artificially constructed world, in which aliens implant memories into their
human subjects. The film shows that people mostly embody their memories and thoughts,
with these thoughts and memories affecting their future actions. However, it
also brings up the idea of the human soul as playing a part in who a person is,
as some innate and irremovable part of them. This suggests that there may be an
unidentifiable part of us that makes us human. The key word in the former
sentence is unidentifiable. If the soul does exist than is it possible to
embody the soul into a thought or memory, or in other words, could we in fact
be aware of such a thing as the soul?
As we currently
exist we have thoughts, memory, and senses that are attached to a brain and a
body, and when we die I believe we lose those. By this, I mean that if we
possess this body and rely on it to interpret life and its surroundings, then
when our body dies so does our brain’s ability to process our thoughts and
memories. To be truly self-aware is to be beyond ourselves, so in this
paradoxical way I view true uninhibited self-awareness as impossible. What I
mean by self-awareness being beyond ourselves, is that true understanding of
existence is not restricted to one individual’s existence, but is rather
founded by the existence of everything. To truly understand a part it is
necessary to understand the whole.
Coming back
to Dark City, in the end the woman John Murdock falls in love with during the
story has her memories changed yet again and she does not have any memory of
him. Oddly though, he still desires her and she seems to desire him as well.
The idea that love transcends memories and thoughts is a strong one (anybody
remember the Notebook?), and it begs the question even if we are not aware of
our soul, does that mean we cannot still express it?
Hard problem to get around, but your comments about Dark City tap into the interesting issue of memory. so many films (Matrix, Inception to name 2) play with the idea of planting false memories as a way to explore what it means to be a human being. Are we simply the product of our memories as John Locke's Tabula Rosa suggests? What if those memories are false?
ReplyDeleteThe Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind also brings in an interesting perspective as two former lovers have the memory of each other erased.
The idea of something unidentifiable, something in our blind spot, something ineffable that defines us as human is a great theme in Phil. I like this scene in Breaking Bad to illustrate:
Warning--a bit gruesome.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DVI416qyl2k