There are a great many things to say about human nature, but one feature stands out at all times: we enjoy nothing more than a mystery and are wide open to a paradox, a contradiction in terms.
It's plainest to see on social media these days. People who know the Moon landings were faked believe aliens land on Earth in flying saucers.
It's impossible the Universe created itself, but a Supreme Being did. Alternatively, this Supreme Being is eternal, but the Universe can't be. That's impossible too.
No wonder the greatest mystery of all is how we manage to think all this. Are we really here, leading a life among trees and mountains and cities, or only think we are? We say we're conscious of everything and, even more strangely, of our self. How? What does that mean? What is being 'conscious'? What is this thing, consciousness?
First, it's not a thing. It's a physical process by which not only we, but anything alive, interacts with its environment, modelling and adapting to it and therefore persisting.
We must assume many forms of life do this without being self-aware. We cannot know for sure. But we know homo sapiens is always trying to figure out what being self-aware is and advancing many different theories and speculations about it. Often this leads to complicating rather than clarifying matters.
One current idea, for instance, is that consciousness dissolves any distinction between observer and observed, and that shows that our consciousness is not a 'thing' on its own but shares in something universal.
Yet that's precisely what a 'physical' process would produce individually. A well-adapted, persisting living form will be a natural, acting part of everything around it, not something 'outside'.













