It is not necessarly the atheist who maintains that we do not survive death. Saducees, Paul knew, believed that we do not survive death, while the Pharisees believed in the survival of the soul after death. That was the position that eventually “won”.
In our day many long-held ideas, like the dogma that this world was at the center of the universe or at least our solar system, with the sun circling it, have fallen into disrepute due in part by the efforts of natural scientists. What about the soul and it’s immortality?
So many questions are tied already to this question, such as “what is the self?”, what is it that we call “I”? When is it and when is it not and how do we tell the difference? But today we have questions that are no longer answered as easily as in the days when religion held the first and last word. For example, once epilepsy could very well be interpreted as demonic possession and blindness tied to sin. Although we do have suspected psycho-somatic events, for the most part very few religious leaders use the language of old and most scientists stick to material causal chains, limiting their inquiry as to how a person becomes ill rather than to why or by whom.
The question of whether we have a soul that survives death is also the question if “we” survive death, because the atoms that compose our bodies may be transformed but not destroyed, but we are not our electrons and protons. Yet that leads me to wonder: “Will I survive old age?”…never mind death; will this quality of matter I call “I” survive the deterioration of the matter which my body is made of? There is no consolation in the explanation that there is no soul-body divide and that “we” are our bodies, but perhaps there is some truth in all of that. What happens to the soul of an Alzenheimer patient, or a person who suffers from dementia?
My “I” has been in constant change. There is an “I” at 10 years of age that though completely different from this “I” of mine now. I can imagine that there will be an “I” that supplants the one I wear today which shall be different. Difference is not total. A “fact” remains which is “identical” through the process of aging…might not be anything more than the fact that these “I” occur at the same locality…but which it? How do I identify it? And is it not the same to identify “it” as “identifiying myself”? But do I really identify it or simply make the interpretation that I have arrived at “myself”? To put it in another way: There are, I believe, different “I’s” through different ages in my life. Which “I” encompases myself or which serves as the rule by which the other instances are measured? Suppose that I did survive death, not just in soul but in body. In which body will I like to spend eternity in? Same, as which “I” would I like to remain forever? Perhaps there is no choice involved. Perhaps the “I”, the Soul is a conglomerate of all these different “I’s”. Perhaps, like a ship, a Soul is made of different pieces of wood but none of which sufficient in and of themselves to be called properly a “Ship” or, in this case, “Soul”. But the analogy has it’s limits. The Ship requires it’s wood to exists as ship, while the idea and content of any “I” is often fantasy where memory is declared. We may have Souls like ships, formed by the accumulation of different “I’s”, but unlike wood, each “I” is ill defined, as much fantasy as it is memory. It is such propensity for fantasy that allows language to speak of any “I” at all.
We are like MMA champion George St Pierre who talks about being the champion so he is no longer fighting for the belt. The belt, in my analogy means the “I”. “I am” says as much as I am the champion. But GSP is the champion of today. Tomorrow he will have to train, again and again to fight.When he walks in the next time into the Octagon, he is as much the champion as he is a pretender. He fights, on that day, also for the belt. He imagines himself as being the champion, but he is not. One is the champion for a day because we change from day to day. Today he had the stamina, the training, the luck, to outlast BJ Penn, but we age, like Randy Couture and may find ourselves walking with a belt that belonged to a younger, better trained and luckier version of ourselves and not to our latest self. We are “champions” as idea and not necessarly in fact.
I invite you all to join the discussion but please take the time to provide a complex response to a complex subject. UFC references are not a requisite.