av JEREMIE AUSTIN CHILES 4 dager siden
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If it judge that it exists from the fact I imagine it the same logic follows
This result can be applied to everything around me
Now everyhthing I think proves my own thought and existence
I now Know that bodies are not strictly perceived by the senses but are percieved by the intelect alone.
this perception derives not from the senses but from their being understood
I know that I can achieve the greatest perception of my own mind than of anything else
There is no certainty in the initial pereption of a "body"
When you strip it down and consider the "body" from its outward forms, though you may still contain error it is the product of a human mind ( not the evil demon)
If I put it by the fire the wax changes and develops completely different attributes , different smell texture etc
We believe that the wax is still the same wax even when all its attributes have changed
Evidently what makes the wax itself is not the attributes I had observed
The wax is a body that presented itself one way and now exibits itself in a different way
If I concentrate on the wax I see it merely as something extended flexible and changeable
I don't mean what I picture in my imagination that this wax is able to change geometric shapes
Yes the wax is capable of numerous shapes but there are too many for my imagination
Therefore it is not my imagination that allows me to graps the concept of the wax as flexable and changeable
The wax is perceived by my mind alone, the only thing I know it is is the perception I have of it
The "body" perceived by my mind alone, the only thing I know it is is the perception I have of it
I think that I am something
It is possible what I consider to be nothing is actually what I am
Knowledge of the I does not depend on things I don't know so it can't depend on things I invent in my imagination
I cannot be imagining that I am something or over because to imagine I must be imagining a real corporeal shape
So I know that I am something and that everything else could be dreams
I think I have a face, hands arms and the moving corpse I call my body
I move this body and engage in actions I atrributed to my soul
I don't understand the nature of the soul
I though I understood the nature of the body
I understood the body as having a determinable shape, definable location and occupies a space that excludes other bodies.
I understood the body as being perceived by the senses and can be moved but not by it's self
Not all bodies can move, there needs to be a seperate power that moves it
I don't know wether I posses any of the attributes I assigned to the body
many of the abilities I assigned to the soul also require a body
The one thing a soul can do without a body is think
For as long as I am thinking I exist
All I know is that I am a thing that thinks
So I know I am a thing that thinks
I believed that means a thing that doubts, understands, denies imagines has sensory percerptions etc.
I don't know that everything in that list is true
I have done all those things even if I were "asleep"
I cannot distinguish these activities from my thinking
Even if my senses are wrong the experience of sensory perception cannot be denied
Even if everyhthing is false the power of imagining them is real