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For example, our social world changes continually, so that a former ally might have just a moment ago become competitor. When we search our subconscious mind for how to accommodate these changed circumstances it might get the wrong item off the memory shelf. We have to send it back, updating it with the new information. Listen to St. Augustine musing in his “Confessions” in the fourth century AD about what he called the “places of my memory”:
“ I come to the fields and spacious palaces of my memory, where are the treasures of innumerable images, brought into it from things of all sorts perceived by the senses. There is stored up, whatsoever besides we think, either by enlarging or diminishing, or any other way varying those things which the sense hath come to; and whatever else hath been committed and laid up, which forgetfulness hath not yet swallowed up and buried. When I enter there, I require what I will to be brought forth, and something instantly comes; others must be longer sought after, which are fetched, as it were, out of some inner receptacle; other rush out in troops, and while one thing is desired and required, they start forth, as who should say, “Is it perchance I?” These I drive away with the hand of my heart, from the face of my remembrance; until what I wish for be unveiled, and appear in sight, out of its secret place. Other things come up readily, in unbroken order, as they are called for; those in front making way for the following; and as they make way, they are hidden from sight, ready to come when I will. All which takes place when I repeat a thing by heart. “
Students of the Great Apes might complain this explanation for our consciousness could equally apply to the apes’ complex social circumstances, and we should also grant them consciousness. Perhaps we should, but even so, there might be two differences between us and the Great Apes that challenge this objection. One is that our social world is even more complex than that of the Great Ape, including social exchange and the extended forms of cooperation we have seen in earlier chapters. A computational state that keeps the “I” centerstage might be particularly valuable for reminding our subconscious minds to put our social system to best use. But the other is even more fundamental: our minds have discovered language. We alone have a symbolic code for translating our subconscious thoughts from whatever form they might take into the same audible (or tactile) language that we use to communicate with others. It might not be an accident that for most of consciousness is expressed in our native language. Perhaps it is this aspect of our virtual sixth sense that tips our awareness over into something we can label as “I” or “me” ~ Pages 332 to 334
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