Thoughts are only informed by sensory input. Nothing there otherwise.
But if Descartes is correct, thoughts exist before sensory input. What is he thinking about? He’s a mind without a brain.
My own mental illness reminds me my mind is unreliable. Not some indivisible font of understanding. I mean I’m mostly there. The dreams are fantastic. It’s helpful to write things down, perhaps I should go full Memento and start tattoing facts on myself.
Thoughts are only informed by sensory input. Nothing there otherwise.
But if Descartes is correct, thoughts exist before sensory input. What is he thinking about? He’s a mind without a brain.
My own mental illness reminds me my mind is unreliable. Not some indivisible font of understanding. I mean I’m mostly there. The dreams are fantastic. It’s helpful to write things down, perhaps I should go full Memento and start tattoing facts on myself.
Sorry to hear you’re suffering from illness. Wishing you best of health!