I was going to post some philosophical thoughts on the relationship between psychology and religion, mostly about how they’re compatible. My main point was going to be: that the emergence of religion among living beings can be explained scientifically says nothing about the truth of religion. But such a post would be very long-winded, and it would certainly get confusing in some parts. Then again, maybe to some it’s already pretty self explanatory. However, I’m really just too tired and a bit too uninterested right now to go into it all.
There are a couple reasons I felt compelled to write such a post. Firstly, I’m reading quite an interesting psychology book called Human: The Science Behind What Makes Us Unique by Michael S. Gazzaniga. It’s filled with many interesting psychology … uh … things. For example, it seems the emotion of disgust is a purely human trait, and it is possible for humans with certain brain injuries to be incapable of knowing it. Can you imagine not being able to see anything as disgusting? Also, it made me question what I said in my last post, that emotional suffering comes from wanting. I think that, like physical pain, some emotional pain can just be automatic, such as fear or sadness; they can be born from things we don’t consciously control. I guess you could say they still come from wanting; they still come from the brain wanting the environment to be different. But it’s not really always so much a conscious wanting. One could also say that suffering serves the purpose of physical survival, so why do we always try to find spiritual meaning in it all? I guess that’s a whole different topic…
Anyway, the second reason was that I was browsing Neil Gaiman’s blog, and he wrote this:
Picked up my copy of New Scientist over breakfast this morning (which, along with Fortean Times, is my favourite publication) and found myself puzzling over an article that began
That a complex mind is required for religion may explain why faith is unique to humans.
Which left me amazed and potentially delighted that journalists at New Scientist had succeeded in interspecies communication to the point of being certain that dolphins and whales have no belief in things deeper than themselves, that ants do not imagine a supreme colony at the centre of everything, and that my cats only believe in what they can see, smell, hunt and rub up against (except for Pod, of course, who when much younger would react in horror, with full fur-up, to invisible things), and that there are no Buddhist Pigs, Monkeys or whatever-the-hell Sandy was.
I wasn’t sure what to make of Gaiman’s post… I hadn’t really considered the idea that non-humans might have religious feelings. It just seems rather… absurd. But then again, I guess it depends on how you define religion. We humans tend to believe in a difference between right and wrong. Why wouldn’t animals? It’s needed for the survival of the individual and of the species. I would think it would be part of their psychology. I guess my puzzle is… where is and what is the nature of the link between believing in a difference between right and wrong and religion? I’ve met many an atheist who think religion is not just stupid, it’s evil. But that seems like a religious statement in and of itself; the word “evil” presupposes the existence of an objective right and wrong. How can anyone truly be atheist while believing in an objective difference between right and wrong? Wouldn’t true atheism just lead to moral relativism? Or should psychology by itself lead to moral relativism? But if atheists who believe in an objective difference between right and wrong are really religious, then wouldn’t animals also be religious, in a very fundemental way?
So I think both Gaiman and New Scientist have some truth; I guess they are differing a bit in what they mean by “faith”. Very interesting… I had not thought of such things before.
So… that’s that. The book I’m reading and Gaiman’s blog post there made me want to write a much longer blathering about psychology and religion, but what I just wrote is enough… for now at least. It’ll give my subconscious something to think about while I’m not.
In other news, my short story No One Was Abendsen goes out to critiquers in the Critters Workshop this week, so I look forward to getting some more feedback. (Mr. Sawczak was kind enough to provide some very helpful feedback earlier. Thank you again!) So by the end of next week I should be ready to write a final draft and start sending it out to magazines. (I can sometimes be a perfectionist, so I like to say I never really finish a work, I just stop working on it so I can move on. So, after my final draft, I don’t get any more critiques no matter what so as not to waste time trying to make it perfect for anyone in particular including myself. Some people send their stories through Critters multiple times, but I must move on! It’ll never be perfect.)
I started writing another short story, which I mention on Twitter every now and then, but I’m not far enough into it to say much about it because… who know?… I might abandon it later.
And that’s that. 🙂
These thoughts are somewhat random… I’m not sure I’m trying to make any overall point, I’m just making observations and suggestions to myself for the most part. Hopefully it won’t sound too corny. But let’s face it: deep down in our hearts we’re all corny and sentimental. (Get it? Cuz that’s, like, sentimental right there?) Anwyay, here I go:
I know there are plenty of artists who use art as a way to “release their emotions” … I guess it’s kind of a self-therapy. I guess whether or not such an act is useful depends on how it’s done. I think sometimes it can help the artist find answers to his problems. I like to think that writing literature is, in a way, searching for answers within oneself. That might sound corny, but I think it’s really true. Where else are you going to find any moral answers you can believe in? (That’s not an argument for moral relativism, by the way!) But I think “letting it out” can also help an artist to continue to hurt himself if the artist becomes dependent on such feelings to produce art, if that makes any sense, or if it just encourages the artist to dwell on terrible feelings.
I don’t know how it emerged, but at some point having a “dream” became a very romantic thing. Children are raised being encouraged to “follow their dreams” and even adults are encouraged to continue to pursue them. Woah!! Doesn’t it matter at all what the dreams are? I think it does. I’ve talked to artists who long dreamed of becoming rich and famous, of having their work influence thousands or millions. And then their dream doesn’t come true and they become bitter and think about giving up. I guess the real problem is that it became more of an expectation than a dream. It became something they expected to achieve, and something they were depending on to find happiness. That’s just stupid!! I can understand the natural desire to want fame and fortune, but if you’re secretly expecting such things and depending on them for happiness, you’re an idiot. Just stop wanting them! Stop! Now!
I can’t say I agree with all of Ayn Rand’s philosophies, but I’ve found her writing to be quite immersive. In my opinion, she’s fantastic at describing characters’ motivations and attitudes. Her stories also have very strong themes, which I think is lacking in some of the fiction I read. So much fiction these days is purely about the action and has nothing to say beyond that. It’s like the author saw an action movie and just wanted to regurgitate it with different characters. Anyway, Ayn Rand talks all about themes and how they relate to plotting.
As I stated above, I find that characters can be quite tricky. Fortunately, Orson Scott Card wrote an entire book on the subject: Characters and Viewpoint. However, don’t let the title trick you into thinking this book is about a small subject in fiction. Characters without stories and stories without characters are extremely hard to find; they’re very strongly linked. Thus, in my opinion, learning about creating characters is learning how to create a compelling story. So it’s not like you’d get this book and then say “Oh, now I need a book on plot!” . . . though Card doesn’t talk about it by itself, you’ll still find that it relates strongly to characters (character development, duh!). That said, this book is part of a series called Elements of Fiction Writing, the other books by other authors. I found this addition to the series to be the only one worth buying.
I also finished reading a fantasy book by Kage Baker called
First, I mention that my short story Oberon’s Paradise has once again been rejected because it’s such a terrible story.
– I orchestrated a tune called The Cornish Wassail for the free album
In my 23rd year of life, I didn’t get much music written. Last year I somehow managed to write over ten pieces, but this year I think I only finished four more, Opuses 42 through 45. I haven’t uploaded all of them to my MP3s page yet, but I think they’re all on YouTube. Only four, that’s pretty dismal. Oh, I also did a Christmas tune orchestration, I orchestrated the Cornish Wassail tune. I’ll be releasing that soon; it’ll be part of a free Christmas album released by Garritan this holiday season.
Also earlier this week, I found a very interesting video on YouTube with game designer Will Wright and some musician that I’ve never heard of. They were talking about generative systems, which Wikipedia calls “systems that use a few basic rules to yield extremely varied and unpredictable patterns.” So, they are basically systems which are good at producing emergent properties. The video from YouTube is just a clip from a much longer talk they gave (available to see