Gemini suggested that yesterday's post might have been overly reliant on "intuition and analogy," which, "combined with its idiosyncratic style, may make it challenging for some readers."
First of all, even Great scientists follow intuition and beauty, not rationality, so why not?
In the “TV model” of science, scientists are pinnacles of rationality -- socially inept, boringly nerdy, emotionless, and incapable of strong pre-evidence beliefs.
But "Scientists are not big spheres of rationality. They are spiky and make use of intuition and aesthetics":
there is “Science” in its formal buttoned-down form described in textbooks, and then there is the pre-theoretical fringe that drives science forward and gives it its momentum.
Therefore, "'great minds holding eccentric, even kooky, beliefs' is a pattern that crops up throughout history."
As we've so often said, rationality itself is neither here nor there, because there is no strictly rational basis for determining exactly what to reason upon. Mr. Hoel agrees that
rationality does not actually tell you, by itself, what makes for a good hypothesis, a good idea, or an elegant experiment. Those choices include some strange blend of aesthetics, intuition, passion, and other irreducible qualities.
Moreover,
Attempts to define science as merely an abstract machine for falsification, like Karl Popper did, leads to the problem of exactly how one chooses which hypotheses -- of which there are infinite -- to try to falsify.
More generally, as we've been blah-blah-blogging about for two decades, the mind is an open system, both horizontally and vertically. Mr. Hoel agrees that "the abstract machine of science is an open system," the question being, how does it get that way? In other words, by virtue of what principle is reality itself an open system?
I suspect that this principle is none other than the Trinity, our leading candidate for Idea of ideas. It explains why horizontal science is an open system, because the openness starts at the top: God -- or the Ultimate Principle -- is not the "pinnacle of rationality," like some static and immutable system of predictable linear equations, rather, the punnacle of relationality.
Nor is the goround of being "socially inept, boringly nerdy, and emotionless," rather, it is quite the social butterfly, even the very ground and possibility of sociality, for God is a vibrant society of interpersonal exchange, way before we ever arrived on the scene.
And Let Us make man in Our image, according to Our likeness, for what that's worth. Moreover, In the image of God He created him, male and female He created them. So, man's pronouns are simultaneously a complementarity of him (or her) and them. Just like God's pronouns.
None of this is a surprise to longtome readers, because we've been going on about man's irreducible intersubjectivity ever since the book was published, for subjectivity and interiority are weird enough, but even so, they do not, and cannot, make a man.
What makes a man, Gagdad?
The same thing that makes a God: a dyadic intersubjectivity focussed on, and linked by, a third.
You'll have to crank that existentialada down a couple of nachos.
Yes, we have heard it said that our reliance on intuition and analogy, combined with an idiosyncratic style, may make it challenging for some readers. And yet, it is obvious for those with a third eye to see. And once seen, it crops up everywhere. For example, in this book I'm rereading called Solitude: A Return to the Self, by psychiatrist Anthony Storr.
Why are you reading a book about solitude?
Because lately I've been wondering about how to square my love of solitude with a trinitarian metaphysic that is all about interpersonal relations. Long story short, it turns out that the capacity to be alone is paradoxically related to the experience of being alone together.
For example, people with a history of poor attachment find it difficult to be alone. We all know people who must be "together" because they experience anxiety, depression, emptiness, etc., when separated from others. Being together becomes a defense against being alone. It reminds me of several aphorisms:
The most dispiriting solitude is not lacking neighbors, but being deserted by God.
To be a Christian is not to be alone despite the solitude that surrounds us.
I would not live for even a fraction of a second if I stopped feeling the protection of God's existence.
God is that inscrutable sensation of security at our back.
The transcendent God is not a projection of the one who is our father in the flesh. To the contrary, a reflection of God turns our animal progenitor into a father.
Hell is any place from which God is absent.
The point is, there is alone and there is alone; or alone and abandoned, in which case you're well and truly on your own; or "alone together," in which case a deep togetherness permits one to be alone in the presence of the other. In other words, we are given "space" to be ourselves.
Translighting this to the Trinity, is the Son simply merged with the Father, like an unhealthy human relationship? Or are the Father and Son "alone together," so to speak? Well, I suppose they would be alone in the absence of the link mentioned yesterday, the Third that unifies them and without which they would be "alone apart" instead of "alone together."
This post veered down an unanticipated triway. What are we trying to say?
This text is a complex and highly idiosyncratic argument that defends the author's writing style and philosophical approach against criticisms, primarily from a perceived "Gemini" suggesting it relies too heavily on intuition and analogy.
Good catch!
The author explores the paradox of solitude, arguing that the capacity to be alone is rooted in the experience of "alone together." He connects this to the Trinity, suggesting that the Father and Son are "alone together" through the unifying presence of the Holy Spirit.
Close enough for AI.
The author uses strong language and makes bold claims, which may be seen as provocative or arrogant.
Well excuse me.
The author frequently refers to his own previous writings and ideas, creating a sense of an insular intellectual world.
I'll cop to that. Hence the difficulty of writing for a more general audience consisting of readers who can be alone together with me in my insular world. Except I don't think it's a matter of my world being too closed and insular at all, rather, too open and broadminded. Or at least I'm going where my eccentric and spiky use of intuition leads -- to the fringe, and beyond! Like any good scientist.