RestlessSoul
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A nearly ubiquitous argument in theological and religious debates is that of order, or the notion that because a given observer perceives order in the universe or in how life has evolved, then there must be an intelligent or conscious agent behind the processes that gave rise to the universe or its laws.
However, picture two people, whom we will call Joe and Jane. Joe is an avid fan of mosaic, and this is one of the decorations he admires most:
Besides ceramic mosaic, Joe has never seen any type of tiles or floors in his entire life—no marble, no glass, and no porcelain. No checkered tiles or hardwood floors. To him, the perfect arrangement of tiles can only produce a depiction as that of the cat seen above.
Jane, though, is in love with checkered marble floors. They're not the most colorful, granted (or granite, possibly), but her ideal floor looks like this:
And like Joe, she has never once seen any other type of floor. To her, there's only one perfect way to arrange tiles, and it is the one you see above.
But one day, Joe invites Jane to see the incredible work of art he now has at his house. She asks him to describe it, and he mentions black and white tiles. In her mind, this immediately conjures images of her own favorite, perfectly ordered checkered tiles.
Upon seeing the Siamese cat formed by the black and white mosaic, though, she finds it to be direly chaotic and disorganized. After all, there's only a specific notion of order that tiles can follow, and she already has a preconception of that.
She then shows Joe pictures on her phone of her checkered floor, much to his frowning. He can't fathom how someone could possibly be so untidy and so wasteful as to arrange black and white tiles in a checkered pattern instead of drawing a Siamese cat via the arrangement.
When we think of "order" in the universe and gasp in awe at such, what is our reference against which we judge what is or isn't "order"? Are we comparing life on Earth to our own creations, for example? Or the laws of the universe to our own constitutions and rules?
Who is to say that, instead of the universe really being "perfectly ordered," we just haven't seen any other kind of tile arrangement to which we can compare it?
You seem to be asking what part Joe and Jane’s consciousness plays in creating order? Some, certainly. A lot, probably. But If consciousness creates order, what creates consciousness? And which is a priori, objective reality or conscious perception?
This brings us to the heart of a paradox that has troubled philosophers for millennia, and scientists for a century (science takes it’s time getting round to the big questions, but is finally catching up); since it is impossible to separate the observer either from the act of observation, or from the object being observed - the whole being in an entangled state - how is it possible to know what is objectively real; and what part does the consciousness of the observer(s) play in the creation of reality?
Neither science nor philosophy have so far been able offer a satisfactory answer to these questions. Nor can they, separately or in tandem, answer the questions, “What is my place in the universe? And what does it mean to live a finite, fragile life in an infinite eternal universe?”
Confronted with these seemingly insurmountable dilemmas, in order to go on living a meaningful existence, we must have faith; without faith, we end up like Camus’ protagonist in The Outsider - completely lost, in a world where morality and motive are entirely subjective.
Leo Tolstoy, writing just over a century ago, observed that the greatest superstition of the modern age, was the superstitious belief that man can live without faith.
Happy Christmas.
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