My Secret Garden

I live in South Miami, just outside Coral Gables. I have an extensive garden, with much tropical vegetation. My study has a door onto this garden; I go out there a fair amount. It has a jungle feel. In this garden I have a full-size competition-level trampoline shaded by trees. I also have an archery range, including a knife-throwing set-up. I have three slices of a large tree trunk that used to be in my garden but had to be cut down; they are my targets. As reported earlier, I throw knives (really spikes) lefthanded, though I am righthanded, specializing in the no-spin throw from varying distances. This activity interacts with my tennis (as well as drumming and guitar). But I just added another activity: shot-put. I now have a designated shot-put area where I throw (toss?) the steel ball lefthanded. My garden isn’t big enough to accommodate my discus throwing (lefthanded), so I need to take that activity to a local park, where I also throw lefthanded frisbee. I am now a “lefthanded man”, a new type of human: a righthanded lefthander. I am hoping and expecting that the shot-put discipline will help with my tennis; indeed, I think it already has. Is it for everybody? I won’t go that far (same for discus), but for me it is a valuable addition. Now my garden feels like a place I like to hang out in as my own personal sports arena. I don’t garden much but I do enjoy playing in my garden.[1]

[1] Let me add that I like to play guitar while I watch television. They are showing old episodes of the original Star Trek six nights a week, which hold up amazingly well, so I play guitar while watching Kirk and Spock. But I am now watching a lot of Olympic coverage and playing guitar then too; this means that I am playing guitar for many hours at a time. I was struck by how much this lengthy playing has improved my guitar technique. So, I suggest that guitar teachers recommend long hours of guitar playing in front of the television. It takes the boredom out of practice and it justifies watching too much television. It’s also quite pleasant.

Phenomenology of Language

Suppose we undertake a phenomenological investigation of human speech (we leave Vulcan speech to the Vulcans). What distinctions will we need to make? What categories must we adopt? What methods should we use? What precedents should we cite? Obviously, we will need a speaker-hearer distinction, as well as distinctions between inner speech and outer speech, written speech and vocal speech, sign language and sound language. But we will also need to distinguish levels of phenomenology corresponding to articulatory facts, syntactic facts, semantic facts, and pragmatic facts. An Italian speaker will differ in his articulatory phenomenology from an English speaker, because of the different sounds produced and received; but his syntactic, semantic, and pragmatic phenomenology may coincide with those of the English speaker. The same goes for the deaf speaker: signs are not identical to sounds, so there is a difference in articulatory phenomenology, but there need not be any difference at the other levels. In other words, there may be phenomenological universals at the deeper levels, rather like the grammatical universals postulated by Chomsky and others (these universals will likely have phenomenological counterparts). With respect to categories, we may expect that the usual categories of word, phrase, and sentence will map onto phenomenological categories—for example, there may be a sense of completeness corresponding to whole sentences but not to individual words. As to methods, the obvious method will be first-person and introspective, but we cannot rule out more “objective” methods such as brain scans and behavioral studies, and also evolutionary theory. Precedents may include other human traits and activities that bear on linguistic activity such as perception, memory, and motor skills. All in all, the subject of language phenomenology will have all the complexity and variety of other studies of language, scientific and philosophical. In particular, I expect that we will need to recognize deep and surface linguistic phenomenology, as well as syntactic and semantic phenomenology. Do not expect to limit consideration to data traditionally associated with language studies; we may need to take in other aspects of human biology and psychology, including evolutionary history and human cognition generally.

At the articulatory level, we should acknowledge that sound is only part of what goes into speech production and hence into consciousness of what we call speech acts. In addition, and importantly, there are various kinds of motor activity—elaborate sign language centered on the hands, paralinguistic gestures of many kinds (notably pointing), and small movements of the vocal apparatus (larynx, tongue, and lips). There is a whole lot of shaking (moving) going on. This has a phenomenological impact–proprioceptive, kinesthetic, and visual. Call all this sensorimotor phenomenology. It interacts with other types of movement and awareness thereof, such as approach and avoidance behavior. Commands illustrate the point perfectly (“Bring me a biscuit!”). Language is clearly one component of our total behavioral output and is experienced as such. At the syntactic level, we have the much-celebrated creativity of language, combined with its rule-governed nature and abhorrence of grammatical nonsense. We have the feeling of creativity whenever we put a new sentence together, which we take for granted, so familiar is it. We are consciously, knowingly, creative creatures, syntactically speaking. We are also creative in other ways that parallel and interact with our linguistic creativity—as in dreaming, imagining, producing art and science. We are phenomenologically original and ground-breaking, unlike the majority of animals. Thus, we experience ourselves as undetermined, free, unfettered, almost godlike (outside of nature anyway). We have a naturally bigheaded phenomenology, encouraging us to look down on the rest of nature. Because we speak, and seem to ourselves to speak, we think we are a cut above, natural biological aristocrats, a superior species. Our morality is shaped by this (you see what I mean about linguistic phenomenology reaching into other areas of human life). Is our species supremacism a result of our felt syntactic virtuosity? Our ability to generate novel sentences taps into our identity as constructivecreatures: not only do we construct dwellings, cities, and technology, we also construct sentences—wholes made up of functional parts. We are natural builders—of linguistic edifices: and not just sentences but also speeches, essays, books, encyclopedias. We are verbal architects and artisans, forever constructing new linguistic structures: we are self-conscious language producers and consumers, the bigger the better. We accordingly pride ourselves on our verbal felicity and productivity, some speakers achieving immortality this way. It is part of our species identity, our lived human experience. We construct pyramids of words. Verbosity is our pride and joy.

What about semantics? I have written elsewhere on the role of the hand in providing the groundwork for the emergence of reference, particularly prehension and ostension (gripping and pointing).[1] It is obvious on reflection that the hands are integral to human speech—it is probable that the original human language was a sign language. Granted this point, we can observe that the phenomenology of speaking will allude to our hands and their place in our life, which is pervasive and indispensable. We are a manual species as well as a verbal species. Our hands have their own complex phenomenology, which lies adjacent to our verbal phenomenology—as when we gesture while speaking, or resort to the hands when language won’t do the communicative trick (as in a foreign land). We use our hands to communicate just as we use our mouths. In the beginning was the hand, which begot the word. The human brain has large areas dedicated to the hand and mouth; and these are linked organs in many ways. The distinction between noun and verb may owe its origins to our hand activities, gripping and acting. In addition to this, language taps into our conceptual capacities—our thinking faculty. Accordingly, speaking and thinking are never far apart (though one sometimes doubts the necessity of the connection): the phenomenology of thinking shapes the phenomenology of talking. Propositions enter the sphere of the linguistic—hence logic, scientific thought, books. Speaking is phenomenologically propositional (at least much of the time). Theories of propositions thus bear on linguistic phenomenology: for example, Frege’s function-argument theory of the proposition can be adapted into a phenomenological description of the act of speaking. Functions take consciousness from an object as argument to another object (possibly a truth-value) as value, thus bringing the concept of truth into our thought and speech. According to Wittgenstein’s Tractatus, using a sentence involves us in thoughts of the whole world and the totality of facts that composes it. Metaphysics and logic come to shape what it is like consciously to speak a language. In Wittgenstein’s later work, the phenomenology will include language games, family resemblance, rule following, other people, forms of life, and so on. Choose your phenomenological poison: metaphysics has phenomenological implications. The point I would make is that the phenomenology is likely to be complex and multilayered, not admitting of summary formulation: semantic phenomenology is as complex as the human mind. It is also fleeting, hard to pin down, and resistant to literal expression. There could be a whole academic journal devoted to it.

Here is a thought experiment designed to highlight the distinctive character of linguistic phenomenology. We are extremely familiar with the experience of speaking and hearing; we take it completely for granted. We have forgotten what it was like to be introduced to language as young children—what that felt like. Also, it was fairly gradual, protracted enough to habituate to it. But suppose you were born without a language faculty and had no knowledge of language until well into your teenage years; then an operation is performed on your brain that installs linguistic mastery in its mature form. Suddenly you can speak and understand! That would be like acquiring sight one day after being blind your whole life. I venture to suggest that that would be a remarkable experience, a phenomenological revelation. Your entire consciousness would be put into a new configuration—a Wow moment. You had been missing so much! The combinatorial power alone would astound you. Your self-esteem would shoot up. Your life would become a lot more interesting. Your consciousness would buzz with new and exciting experiences. You might dread going back to your old pre-linguistic state. You had no idea that meaning could be so…meaningful. So, wouldn’t it be great to have a perspicuous description of this newfound condition of consciousness? A good book on the phenomenology of language would be well worth reading. Language is a remarkable phenomenon, as has often been remarked; but so is our consciousness of that phenomenon.[2]

[1] See my Prehension (2015) and also “Consciousness and Language”.

[2] Why then has it been so persistently ignored in linguistic studies? Is it because consciousness is deemed “subjective” and therefore not scientific? It is true that consciousness is a subjective phenomenon, but it doesn’t follow that studying it is “merely subjective”, i.e., not an objective form of study. That is a non sequitur based on a bad pun. But the hold of behaviorism has been strong in studies of the mind, objectivity being the mark of the serious. In fact, of course, studying the subjective (ontological) can be perfectly objective (epistemological). I recommend beginning with an inquiry into the phenomenology of “not”: surely this word brims with phenomenological content and some work has already been done on it in the phenomenological tradition (see Sartre’s Being and Nothingness). Let it be noted that such a study is no form of psychologism, i.e., reduction of the logical to the psychological; rather, it is ancillary to logic, a separate area of study. Of course, we may expect contributions from one discipline to the other (it is the same with mathematics). Does the truth function corresponding to “not” have phenomenological reality?

Act and Object Dismantled

Things are getting scary around here, philosophically. Paradigms are shifting, shattering, vaporizing before our very eyes (literally). The act-object analysis of conscious experience is in deep trouble. The senses have no objects! There is no object such that a visual experience is a seeing of it. Not physical, not mental, and nothing else either.[1] We have visual experience, but there is no object that is seen. The external physical object causes the experience, but it doesn’t feature as a constituent of it—as what is immediately given. The internal mental sense-datum exists in the mind, but it also isn’t seen, since the mind is not a visible thing. But then, there is no object to be the object of a mental act of seeing: when we see, there is no mental act of object perception—no object for the mind to act towards. Otherwise put, no object is presented to the mind, because there is no object being perceived. The seeing is empty of objects, material or mental. In the case of hearing, we don’t hear sound waves traveling through the air–we don’t hear sounds as wave-like movements of molecules in the air. What would that even be like? Nor do we hear sense-data of sound: sense-data are silent, for one thing, being occurrences in the mind. In the case of touch, we don’t experience hot objects as high in molecular motion; if we did, heat would feel like millions of tiny collisions. Neither do we taste or smell molecular formations. These objects, though real enough, are not perceptual realities—not phenomenological facts. Also, the experience is phenomenologically real, but it isn’t itself an object of sense experience. The act-object structure is therefore lacking essential ingredients. This means there is no intentional relation between the subject and an object—if there is any intentionality, it doesn’t take that form. Then what form does it take, if any?

This failure is mirrored in the subject side of the alleged act-object relation. What is the subject that features as a constituent of the subject-act-object triad? The question is pressing and prominent: it has troubled many a theorist of conscious experience from Hume onwards. Some say the subject is a mental object, but there is no perception of such an object (the “transcendental ego”); others maintain that the subject is physical, the body or brain perhaps. I need not rehearse this debate. I wish only to point out that the act-object analysis seems to cry out for a subject to perform the object-directed act, or to be what the object in question is presented to. It seems like a theoretical postulate designed to prop up a dubious piece of metaphysics—that which performs the putative act in question. The subject, the ego, the conscious self—a homuncular something I know-not-what. No doubt animals exist, even persons, but this subject entity is wheeled in to do a conceptual job—to be the other end of a postulated relation. But if we reject the underlying model, this entity loses its raison d’etre; it vanishes to the same place as its correlate the intentional object, leaving…leaving what exactly?

Where does the subject-act-object picture come from? Why do we think in these terms about conscious experience? Surely, it comes from our thinking about the physical world, not from any immediate apprehension of the structure of experience. The body is a physical object existing in space, surrounded by other physical objects; it acts on these objects and is acted on by them. In perception objects act on the senses to stimulate them, eventually reaching the brain, another object. We have act-object relations. It is very natural, even unavoidable, to suppose that this same structure repeats itself in the perceiving mind, only now we are dealing with conscious subjects, mental acts, and intentional objects. The entities and relations are different, but the structure is the same. How could it not be so? Granted, the ontology is spookier, more contrived, but the overall architecture repeats itself. But do we experience this architecture, feel it in our mental bones? Might it rest on a false analogy? Consider the atom: it was modeled on the solar system, with a nucleus and surrounding particles. The nucleus is like the Sun and the revolving particles are like the planets. But this model was cast into doubt by quantum physics; the atom turned out to be stranger than the model suggested. Similarly, we might model the mind on the solar system, with the self as like the Sun and intentional objects as like the planets. But that may be a misleading model, a baseless extrapolation. It might, indeed, be a complete myth, entrenched by repetition and a lack of any alternative model. That is what the problem of identifying suitable objects of perception would appear to suggest: the inner architecture of conscious experience simply fails to contain objects of the required type—the potential candidates just don’t have the requisite qualifications. The problem of non-existence already posed a difficulty for the model, leading to the sense-datum theory; but that theory had its own difficulties, notably the imperceptibility of sense-data. Then there was the problem of the conscious subject, and of the exact nature of the intentional relation (is it causal?). Perhaps it is time to face the possibility that the whole scheme is an error: the act-object conception of experience rests on a mistake.

But what can replace it? Isn’t it compulsory? How else are we supposed to conceptualize consciousness? One possibility is that we can’t, erroneous as that model may be: the form of conscious experience is a mystery. It has a form, but we cannot conceptualize it, given our object-centered conceptual scheme. But let’s not resort to mysterianism yet; perhaps we can find a better analogy than the solar system and objects that cluster around a center. And there is a model that crops up in the history of thought about consciousness—the model of a river. More broadly, we have the idea of a wave in water (or some other medium): a wave isn’t an object like a planet or a particle; it is a pattern or perturbation. What about the idea that waves pass through consciousness giving it the phenomenology it has? Not objects but undulations—currents, eddies, crests and troughs. Here we can borrow the apparatus of process philosophy: gone is the picture of solid atoms in the void, circling and colliding; instead, we embrace the more fluid idea of alterations in a medium (compare the idea of the ether). Consciousness is not a repository of hard little objects (or even soft ones) but something that bends and vibrates (think of Einstein on space). No doubt these physical analogies are imperfect—consciousness is a being unto itself—but at least they serve to free us from rigid adherence to the solar system kind of metaphor. On this model, there are no objects of perception—nothing object-like—but rather colorations or configurations of a medium: processes, events of becoming, transformations. To be specific, when you see what you call a red cup what is happening is that your consciousness is undergoing a certain process—it is “red-cupping”. Adverbially, it is behaving “red-cuppingly”. This is a strange locution, to be sure, but then our language is not set up to describe experience as it intrinsically is; in fact, experience is pretty ineffable (the same is true of the atom under quantum physics). Just as pain is an object-less alteration of consciousness—a process—so visual experience is not object-involving but a process. There is no real object that we see (or non-existent object), physical or mental, but rather a process-like alteration—a bending or coloring or suffusing. Perhaps there is a kind of appearance of object-hood attached to the experience, but upon closer analysis the experience is not really committed to such an object. Perceptual events are caused by objects in the world, and there might even be mental objects aptly called sense-data, but there are no phenomenal objects—as it were, phenomenal cups. In Kantian language, the noumenal world consists of objects (physical or mental) but the phenomenal world consists of processes in a medium, rather like waves in water. We may call these waves “objects of consciousness”, i.e., things we are conscious of, but they are not themselves objects (as opposed to properties, processes, waves, etc.). This is a non-objectual theory of the phenomenological form of conscious experience—we might call it “the Ripple Theory”. It has the advantage that it avoids the problems attending objectual theories of consciousness, but it must be admitted that it has the drawback of being virtually un-stateable. How serious a drawback this is depends on your view of the expressive limits of human language and human concepts—that is, on your view of the inexpressibility of reality. We were surely built to understand the ways of observable physical reality, but when it comes to the structure of consciousness, we might not be so well prepared. We might have a tendency to fill the gap in our conceptual scheme by borrowing from the part of it we are most comfortable with. Our experience escapes easy comprehension. Phenomenology is difficult.[2]

[1] See my “Are We Blind?”

[2] The whole history of philosophy (and psychology) reveals a struggle to describe what goes on in the conscious mind when it goes about its business, with many a technical term and controversial concept. Impressions and ideas, the phenomenal and the noumenal, the given and the posited, sense and reference, noesis and noema, the real and the intentional, the for-itself and the in-itself, the qualitative and the propositional, the syntactic and the semantic—all attempts to do justice to the inner being of the conscious mind. Clearly, there is something elusive here, which frustrates our best efforts. We vaguely feel that the inner is a domain unto itself, but the pull of the external and physical is strong. The result is a mishmash of the familiar and the novel, never quite hitting the target. We need a conceptual breakthrough, but find nowhere satisfactory to turn to. Hence the metaphors and analogies and strange locutions.

Consciousness and Solipsism

This is to be an essay in existential psychotherapy, proceeding from a sound basis in the metaphysics of consciousness. It is going to be pretty abstract and theoretical, though with a practical payoff (sort of). We can begin with the old thought that consciousness (the conscious self) is an isolated thing as well as a thinking thing—cut off, self-enclosed, remote, sequestered, lonely. The conscious self suffers from existential solitary confinement. It is not united with other selves or the world outside it: it never merges with them, joins with them, overlaps with them. It is never touched by them—really embraced or penetrated. It remains aloof, alone, self-involved. This is our existential predicament as centers of consciousness: consciousness is in its essence a separate bounded being, not one with other beings. Thus, we are essentially alone in the universe. We may be aware of other beings, animate and inanimate, but we are not part of them, nor they of us. In particular, we are not joined with other people, merely cognizant of them from a distance (at best). We are all separate egos revolving around each other but never really meeting. And this produces a kind of existential loneliness—the loneliness of the long-distance runner (through life). We are in it alone, at birth, during life, and in death. Perhaps the most powerful expression of this truth and its accompanying emotion is the concept of merging—we are incapable of merging with other people and things. We are not like drops of water dissolving into each other. We may dream of it, long for it, be intrigued by it—as in various ideals of romantic love and the Vulcan mind-meld—but we cannot achieve it. We are condemned to solitude, metaphysically speaking. We are born solipsists, forever isolated from each other, certain of our own existence but uncertain about others. We never experience another consciousness; nor do they experience us.

Imagine if our consciousness were different from what it is–more blurry, indeterminate, vague–so that nothing comes into clear focus. Imagine, indeed, that it lacks any intentional objects at all (not an easy task): it is just a blank slate, a pure emptiness, Sartre’s nothingness devoid of an accompanying in-itself. It lacks all intentionality, or has a much-reduced intentionality. Wouldn’t our sense of isolation be greatly magnified? For we would be phenomenologically completely self-directed—aware of nothing beyond ourselves (perhaps not even that). We would exist as entirely cut off beings. If that proves imaginatively impossible, then consider a highly truncated intentional world with no people or animals as intentional objects. We can’t merge with them and we can’t even think of them. It sounds bleak, solitary confinement on stilts. All we have to contemplate is ourselves and a few rocks and trees. Wouldn’t that be an order of magnitude lonelier than the status quo? So, things could be worse! We could be outright phenomenological solipsists. There wouldn’t even be the appearance of other people, let alone the ability to merge with them. We couldn’t so much as dream of such merging. If we are haunted now by the idea of personal merging, then this reduced consciousness would be deprived even of the very idea of another person, having never had an impression of one. In the limit, there might be a consciousness devoid of any intentionality at all, as we normally experience it, just a blank slate that can’t be written on (legibly anyway). I doubt very much that such a being would be emotionally healthy. It sounds like a type of hell (hell as the absence of other people, including animals). If there were a disease (like Alzheimer’s) that progressively removed all such intentionality, it would be greatly feared, because of its capacity to amplify our natural solipsism; the victim would be robbed of even the thought of human company (or animal).

Now we have a therapeutic inroad. It turns out that consciousness itself supplies a partial solution to the problem it presents. It is both inherently isolated (there is something lonely it is like to be conscious) and also outer-directed, the latter mitigating the former to some degree. No doubt the architects of consciousness (genes or genies) had no intention of providing this mitigation, but we may be thankful for it, since it soothes the existential solitude inherent in the conscious self. At least we can have the idea of self-other merging, even if the reality eludes us. I like to think of it in the following way. It has often been conjectured that birth marks the moment at which the baby’s consciousness splits from the mother; previously, there was prenatal union in the fetus’s mind. This abrupt transition occasions a lifelong trauma—the schism between self and world. Of course, it is hard to obtain evidence of such a psychological upheaval, but the suggestion has at least mythical appeal (and I have a sneaking suspicion that it may be literally true). If so, human consciousness requires some sort of healing balm, and intentionality provides it (per accidens, as it were). It isn’t as good as actual merging, or even the prenatal appearance of it, but it is something—a sort of psychic band-aid. It is thus as ifmerging is going on (sexual intercourse is often thought to approximate to the desired condition). A Vulcan mind-meld would be a whole lot better, but at least we do not exist marooned from all intentional awareness of outside things. We can communicate with other people, after all, and see and touch their bodies. We are not total shut-ins, confirmed de facto solipsists. We may yearn, hopelessly, to enter fully into the mind of others; but we can at least form thoughts and emotions regarding their minds. Life might not be as satisfying and meaningful as we would like, because of the impossibility of interpersonal merging, but it is not as meaningless as it would be if intentionality were not possible. We have a kind of ersatz merging.

What are some examples of intentionality being used to mitigate the intrinsic isolation of consciousness? I will mention four; no doubt there are others. First, God: people conjure the idea of God (truly or falsely) as a means to assuage the disconnect that is inherent in consciousness. They postulate a merging with God, inviting God into their inner sanctum, enacting rituals in which union with God is promulgated. They seek to become at one with God (he has no body to get in the way); he may flow into them. Second, we cultivate certain kinds of intimate connection with other people (sometimes animals), particularly marriage, which we picture as forms of spiritual union (hence talk of one’s “other half” and of being “completed”). Third, there are types of fiction that dabble in personal merging: fairy tales, science fiction, telepathy. We imagine ways of getting inside the mind of the other instead of being stuck inside our own mind. Fourth, there are solitary animals with a very limited social life (I am thinking of wild cats, in particular): is it possible that their prey function for them as devices of other-absorption? Just think of the way a cat plays with its prey, as if it is the most fascinating and fun thing in the world (compare our relation to food). We are constantly in search of ways to relieve the sense of aloneness proper to consciousness. Merging attracts us in all imaginable (and unimaginable) forms. If we can’t have real merging, we can at least settle for close connection, while knowing that our minds constitute an impermeable precinct. There is a sign on our minds that says “No Admittance” (or maybe “Merging Prohibited”).

So, what therapeutic advice follows from this general picture? I think it is obvious: cultivate your powers of intentionality. The main way to do this is via knowledge in all its varieties. In acquiring knowledge, we expand our interior space; we stock ourselves with information about things (people, planets, plants, etc.).[1] This can mean textbook academic knowledge (not to be despised), or it can mean practical knowledge, or knowledge of the people one knows. We must soak ourselves in the reality that exists outside our heads (I don’t exclude ballroom dancing and skittles). Also, we must make the best of our contacts with other people, not being content with superficial acquaintance and glancing interactions. True, we can never merge with them, even for a second, but we can at least exploit our capacity for intentionality to gain the deepest knowledge we can (I don’t mean everyone you meet). The same goes for nature, animals and plants, the moon and the mountains. We must not allow ourselves to become closed off, incurious, inaccessible. We are striving to escape the isolation of the conscious self, so we must do what we can with what we have. Call this “Intentionality Therapy”; it is designed to deal with the trauma of maternal separation, or simply the very nature of consciousness. Bodies flow together and mingle in myriad ways, sharing space; minds can’t do that, so they must rely on their powers of intentionality. This may seem like a pallid substitute for full-blown mind-melding, but it provides more than we might have naively supposed before the power of intentionality was recognized (by Brentano and later thinkers). And remember that we don’t have to endure the disadvantages of mind-melding—the drastic loss of privacy, the mental confusion, the uncertainties of personal identity. It is not always a good experience to merge with someone else (I can think of plenty of people I would not like to merge with). Nature seems to have provided us with an antidote to the isolation entailed by consciousness, at least to a limited degree. Consciousness without intentionality would be a seriously lonely business; with it the isolation is bearable. Maybe too much merging would make us long for some alone-time (Mr. Spock engages in it only sparingly and evidently finds it a strain—he prefers to know all about science). Our existence is suspended between a desire for union with others and a need to stand aloof from them. It would certainly be terrible to be forced to merge with every person you meet; total aloneness would be preferable to that.[2]

[1] Bertrand Russell talks this way about knowledge in chapter XV (“The Value of Philosophy”) of The Problems of Philosophy (1912). Solipsism was a lifelong preoccupation of his.

[2] Do people vary in their need to merge with others or is it a species constant? What encourages or discourages the urge? How self-conscious is it? What is the reason the conscious self is thus secluded? What kinds of intentional directedness are the most natural and easy? Do some creatures feel miserably alone (sharks, eagles)? Might mind-merging one day become technically feasible? What will be its social consequences? How much actual human loneliness stems from this source? Does it ever lead to suicide? These are all good questions.