The Meme Machine
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244 THE MEME MACHINE<br />
practice. One of the problems is motivation – it is hard to practise consistently<br />
just because someone else tells you this is a better way to live. This is where<br />
science can help. If our scientific understanding of human nature leads us to<br />
doubt the inner self, the soul, the divine creator, or life after death, that doubt<br />
can provide the motivation to look directly into experience; to try living without<br />
a false sense of self or false hope. Science and spirituality- are often opposed<br />
but they should not be.<br />
I have described these practices as being done for a few minutes while sitting<br />
quietly, but can all of life be lived that way? I think so, but the results are<br />
somewhat unnerving. If I genuinely believe that there is no ‘I’ inside, with free<br />
will and conscious deliberate choice, then how do I decide what to do? <strong>The</strong><br />
answer is to have faith in the memetic viewer; to accept that the selection of<br />
genes and memes will determine the action and there is no need for an extra<br />
‘me’ to get involved. To live honestly, I must just get out of the stay and allow<br />
decisions to make themselves.<br />
I say the result is unnerving because at first it is odd to observe that actions<br />
happen whether or not ‘I’ will them. I used to have two possible routes home,<br />
the main road and the prettier but slower lanes. As I drove up to the junction I<br />
was often torn by indecisiveness. How could I decide? Which would I enjoy<br />
most? Which would be best? One day I suddenly realised that ‘I’ didn’t have to<br />
decide. I sat there, paying attention. <strong>The</strong> lights changed, a foot pressed the<br />
pedal, a hand changed gear, and the choice was made. I certainly never went<br />
straight on into the stone wall or bang into another car. And whichever way I<br />
went was fine. As time went on I found that more and more decisions were like<br />
this. It brought a great sense of freedom to let so many decisions alone.<br />
You do not have to try to do anything or agonise about any decision. Let us<br />
suppose you are in the bath and the water is beginning to get cold. Do you get<br />
out now, or snuggle under the water a bit longer? Er . . . um. This is a trivial<br />
decision but, like getting out of bed in the morning, can colour your life.<br />
Knowing there is no real self to choose and no free will, you can only reflect that<br />
this body either will or will not get up, and indeed it does. Getting up decisively<br />
turns out not to be a matter of self-control and will-power, but of letting the false<br />
self get out of the way, and the decisions slake themselves. <strong>The</strong> same is true of<br />
more complicated decisions; the brain may turn over the possibilities, argue the<br />
case one way or the other, come down on one side or other, but all of this can be<br />
done without, in addition, the false idea that someone inside is doing it. Rather<br />
the whole process seems to do itself.<br />
Desires and hopes and preferences are probably the most difficult to deal<br />
with – I hope he’ll get here in time, I must pass that exam, I hope I’ll live to a