Observed Changes Observer?
For my Wise and Generous Parents, to creatures
of the Blue Planet:
ecall
a fictional whale and petunias flashing into existence high in
the atmosphere of a planet?
Lives briefly ensued, ending at the surface. During the plummet
the whale discovered itself and deduced the universe. The petunias
simply remarked "Oh no, not again!".
Generous Mother, Kind Father
I
already miss Douglas, as if I knew him well.
Douglas Adams provided a marvelous joke for you to
toss at those curly questions on the meaning of life. His most-powerful
computer in the Universe calculated the answer to "What is
the meaning of life and everything" to be "Forty-two",
which has become - apart from a throwaway line - an almost proxy
intellectual gateway to the unknowable. Or at least a waiting lane
in the drive through of takeaway knowledge.
You have two options as the power of artificial intelligence
grows.
These options are basic to your efforts advancing AI, and relate
to the overriding design and underlying philosophical questions:
apart from the probability you will ever define "thought",
how will you truly know when your AI thinks?
Do you simply work at the technological limits and treat AI's
development as an engineering problem, while awaiting the ghost
in the machine to appear (if ever)? Or risk bogging down in the
intellectual quagmire invoked by philosophers trying to understand
and explain theories of intelligence and understanding, the tortured
output becoming applied science (or applied philosophy, the ultimate
oxymoron :-})?
Can a thinking life form create a thinking machine, an AI? From
where you stand in this 21st century all seems possible. But you
work in the ultimate virtual world, that of thought, more ephemeral
than the cyberverses in computers.
In this absolute, nonphysical universe might you discover,
too late, the observed changing the observer - an ironic inversion
to your cursed physical perfect observer!
Can you ever explain what it means for an artificial intelligence
to ask a question? What could be the meaning of a coded system
(the coding beyond complexity) asking a question, truth being sought
- not merely quantity or state?
Will all questions ultimately lead to "Why?"
All but the rarest intellects balk at the complexity. Students,
the source of most inspiration, will typically wrestle it till
essay or exam, and then move on. Only a career philosopher of the
most stubborn ilk will pursue it, probably for a lifetime.
Like all questions about questions, your human mind drowns in
spin-offs and possibilities by the second iteration. An idiot-savant
or a computer might track the threads of logic and meaning further,
though neither is capable of determining choices. Should endless
computational power continue the exponential process the inevitable
result will probably be no more useful than 42, and certainly much
larger.
Seeking such truths is a little like pondering all paradoxes.
A subset of anything might simulate it's container but can never
emulate it. Modeling the universe in a computer is surely a joke.
After all, the universe is its own model. Anything less, an algorithm.
Heisenberg saw the shadows of his own mind in his concept of
uncertainty.
You might say it is, or was, the closest look 'down into stuff'
and the limit, where mind's understanding of a physical world grinds
to a halt.
Comprehension, explaining the world in everyday terms, sits exhausted
at the gates of understanding in your minds. There lies the the
border; a "conscious you" can travel no further.
To proceed, leave your minds if you must, "astrally travel",
attain nirvana, "send in" mathematical constructs (not
the clowns), artificial intelligences, virtual von Neumann bots,
and go ... where?
Simulation might yet become emulation in a 'cyberverse' - an instrument
to cast beyond your conscious grasp of inner mind and outer limit.
A cyberverse is open-ended, "literally virtual" in every
respect. Does the pattern of a flowering rose exist while only
a bud? You know in your heart it does, and so all things - imaginable
and not - exist, awaiting the physical to render their shimmering
trace.
The math is horrendous - but you won't be doing it. Artificial
minds will design AI to design AI till an 'omega' is reached. The
virtual will spread before you, spawning virtuality unlimited - "literally
virtual" space and time.
With precious irony the observed will transform the observer.
You will be blind and deaf Gods of your realm, unseeing and uncaring
of your virtual charges - who will then curse you with their own
free will.
As you once reproached your Lord.
I should explain to the casual
reader what my revered parents, to whom these letters are directed,
already understand that I usually address "you" as the
'natives', in a sort of mock (and mocking) lecture, as though I
was sensei and 'you' the attentive students. I am not addressing
my parents !
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