FallenToReason Wrote:Takes as much faith as that one might have in a God.. says the Deist? Why don't you have faith in logic? Ironically, it makes perfect sense for you not to have the same faith in logic because this is in fact illogical and inconsistent with your values.
I can only conclude your world view is solipsism.
The deist who has no faith in any particular deities... yes.
And I do have faith in logic. A lot of it, infact. Doesn't mean I'm unwilling to reconsider should logic ever prove to be useless... say, on a metaphysical level.
Poor conclusion, Dexter. What you are looking at here is an existentially nihilistic determinist. Which I can be, because I have faith which solipsists lack.
FTR Wrote:The neurons making up the concept are different to the particles making up the object.
Alright... your evidence is where?
Quote:It's not mine. I can't seem to control what I apparently created. Odd, isn't it?
Because a creator can always perfectly control his creations... right?
Quote:So the object is "inside" my brain/mind, but yet outside since it doesn't occupy the same physical space as my brain/mind?
Maybe it does, haven't you been listening?
Quote:Dammit Descartes... this thing is inescapable.
Sure, I mean if you wanted me to concede that I need faith in order to believe reality isn't in my mind, then I happily concede that. Being a Free Thinker, I do actually want to find the evidence/reasons for why the world does indeed exist outside our minds...
Consideration: the table is brown, therefore it is. Everything exists (necessarily)... but the only thing that can be demonstrated to exist *objectively* (assuming logic is true)... is me. Or, in your case... you.
Anyways, you're not likely to find a reason in the world as to why the world exists outside your mind, as it would fall to the same flaw
Quote:Hah! I'm honestly starting to think philosophy is becoming an unhealthy obsession in my life though...
Don't worry... it is
... Listen, don't take my irreverence personally. I'm just a horrible cruel person who eats goat cheese and stabs children while screaming "WHY WON'T YOU JUST DIE??!!??!!!"
Please give me a home where cloud buffalo roam
Where the dear and the strangers can play
Where sometimes is heard a discouraging word
But the skies are not stormy all day