[Redbook1:52-53][19680527:2200]{Individuality}[27th
May 1968][Age 17]
Monday 27th May 1968
10.00p.m.
The French
strike talks are at stalemate, and demonstrations continue; talks on Vietnam in
Paris (?) continue; Transport Bill is undemocratically treated through lack of
time; Welsh Nationalists disown weekend explosions; Nigerian peace talks are saved.
I worked most of today also. We had an essay in the morning which I did
badly. I have asked the housemaster if I
can go to the Royal Tournament to watch the [school CCF] band; he is hopeful,
but will ask the [head]Master.
One thing I notice about myself
is the way I say "What?" when
someone asks me an awkward question; by the time he has said it a second time,
I have usually got an answer, and I can make it look as though I am slightly
deaf but very quick-thinking! It is
quite instinctive.
A question that used to trouble
me until a short time ago was: what would have happened if I had been born as
someone else? Could I have been? I recently realised the simple answer. I could not have been born as someone
else. Let us analyse it.
Let us suppose, for the sake of
argument, that I have been born as someone else -- in other words, I
have been born of different parents. The
question is, what is "I" here?
My body would be different, through inherited characteristics; it can be
discounted, since I could think my own thoughts in another's body. My mind, the characteristics that make me
think in a particular way, could also be different; they are not
important. I could only be
someone else, consciously, if I remembered my previous existence. It is memory, therefore, that is
important. This is shown by the fact
that if a newborn child is adopted by foster parents, he will grow up,
essentially, as their child, and he will grieve if his real parents
claim him back in later childhood. I can
picture myself in those circumstances: supposing I had been adopted immediately
after birth, I would have grown up, effectively, as someone else, because my memory
would be different from what it is. My
memory is the sum of my existence; if it is changed, my past life is changed,
and my past environmental influences are changed, therefore I am changed. But since it is memory that tells one whether
one has been or would have been someone else, then, if memory of
another or parallel life is wiped out or never created, that other life ceases
to, or never, exist(s), from the point of view of one's individual memory; and
since I am the sum of my existence -- my memory -- I cannot have been, or
cannot be, born as someone else.
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