Arent we kinda new every micromoment? I mean, the electrons powering our feelings and deeds are new every moment in time. The atoms we are made of are exchanged over time so we arent even the same matter after x many years… So we are never who we were before. Dying seems to be a part of living, not just the end…
Edit: even the Information saved in our bain change over time, they get more. And remembering things isnt correct every time so even the quality of information changes…
Not necessarily, I see it as “stream of consciousness”. And no, sleep isn’t the same as your stream of consciousness completely ending and then a clone of it starting up somewhere else.
I don’t believe in souls, but I sure as shit wouldn’t go through a Star Trek style teleporter. Many people seem to think that since the clone that pops out the other end is identical to them, down to the brainwaves, that it doesn’t matter. They don’t seem to comprehend or care that from THEIR point of view, they would die.
The fact a perfect copy has replaced me would not be of any solace, if anything it makes it scarier.
Arent we kinda new every micromoment? I mean, the electrons powering our feelings and deeds are new every moment in time. The atoms we are made of are exchanged over time so we arent even the same matter after x many years… So we are never who we were before. Dying seems to be a part of living, not just the end…
Edit: even the Information saved in our bain change over time, they get more. And remembering things isnt correct every time so even the quality of information changes…
Whew. So that wasn’t me on video last night. 😉
The crimes of Theseus
Yes. I think this thought experiment ultimately boils down to “do you believe in a soul”.
Not necessarily, I see it as “stream of consciousness”. And no, sleep isn’t the same as your stream of consciousness completely ending and then a clone of it starting up somewhere else.
I don’t believe in souls, but I sure as shit wouldn’t go through a Star Trek style teleporter. Many people seem to think that since the clone that pops out the other end is identical to them, down to the brainwaves, that it doesn’t matter. They don’t seem to comprehend or care that from THEIR point of view, they would die.
The fact a perfect copy has replaced me would not be of any solace, if anything it makes it scarier.
It’s the “or care” for me. Death and sleep strike me aa much the same and as long as I wake up somewhere after I don’t care which it was.