I don’t mean depersonalisation (which to me is a valuable coping mechanism) or some eccentric dismissal of the laws of optics. I’ve simply ceased to understand why I see myself in the mirror instead of seeing a chair or a two headed lizard. I don’t understand it even if I grasp the conventional meaning of it.
Why do I see ‘my’ face in the mirror? Perhaps the universe is collapsing on itself.
From what i gather youre having some processing issue. You seem to ‘know’ its your face you see. You seem to ‘understand’ how mirrors work. Maybe you dont ‘appreciate’ your own image. If so its a self esteem issue.
Well even though I think there is a shared world, I’m all for arguing that any single interpretation of it is a collective delusion. But Im not entirely sure how your confusion at looking into mirrors is an insight into that.
I don’t like my own reflection either, but the reasons for that dislike seem to vary. I once briefly saw my face protruding from the back someone’s head, my face finally revealed as a bunch of digits in the simulation
It’s the sheer randomness of how we establish causal links between observable phenomena. David Hume in particular challenged common sense perceptions of causality. I have a similar problem with rain, which to me, despite all the reasonable scientific explanations, remains at a “human” level utterly meaningless and menacing
I look in the mirror and get a little creeped out. I am a person. I am a person? Who is that? Who am I? Existence is so weird. I’ve been around for 51 years and lost my sense of time, it seems like an eternity, but when I am on my deathbed I’m sure to say “life is short”, if I am cognizant. You sound like a smart guy. My intelligence is probably pretty selective, I have just a few ideas I work with, I am not that well read in philosophy but I love those philosophy videos on YouTube!