But the close proximity to the circuitry gives an extremely high success rate in correlating “old NOR recent old” and *this* makes up the “me”.

Well, I don’t know what a materialist might think I think subjectivity means, but I’ll explain what I think it means:

I believe the subjective is an amalgam of sorts, a mixture of innumerable influences from uncountable inputs.

The properties of the nervous system is the main structure of the subjective with the very nice property of hysteresis [the ‘lag’ of input, – see properties of Spin Glass for tangible example].

Innumerable hysteresis [hysteresii?] become embedded within the structures of the nervous system, primarily the fatty blob within our skulls.

The neural … *sigh* circuitry [I didn’t want to use yet another ‘computational brain’ model.. but it works here] – works similar to a NOR circuit [or Parallel] , comparing recent inputs from the nervous system with internal feed-forward inputs within the nervous system itself. Loops.

When a partial match to enough of the inputs takes place, that which is stored in the hysteresis storage spots “pulls forward into” the processing center ALL partial matches at once. In short: NAND or serial.

The processing continues.

Experience of consciousness is only possible because of the ability of the system to observe itself “as if” it is the same as an external set of inputs.

But the close proximity to the circuitry gives an extremely high success rate in correlating “old NOR recent old” and *this* makes up the “me”.

The subjective.

Note: I do not believe the subjective CAN be developed without some sort of bootstrapping… what they call imprinting I think? I have images of baby ducks following a mop around or something.

Life is social and its identity AND continuation can only be formed through socialization, either with others of its own kind, or with what is different, but in any case would die without a proper environment that is beneficial for its development. That environment includes whatever patterning is necessary for its continuation as “life”.

So many words. All over the place. Train of thought.

I believe I’m real. I believe I’m unique. I also believe I’m common in most ways. I consider my typing right now to be a social activity.

How or whether this relates to a materialist view of the subjective, I don’t know. I’m not well versed there.

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