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The phantasmagoria of the universe is not due to its ephemeral nature

 The ego or individual person is a narrative phantom. The individuation of life only occurs at the level of that identity narrative, and it is not even the work of a single individual because the language in which it is elaborated has not been created by him (her). The narrative of the individual person rather expresses some communicative clichés characteristic of a specific space-time community and some learned mental structures (apart from the neurophysiological conditioning of the species). Life-intelligence is never the action of an individual, precisely, the fact that the individual is expendable or exchangeable allows the adaptation and continuity of that life-intelligence.

It is not the time-space impermanence of the individual, the passing character of his existence that makes the world a phantasmagorical representation, but the unidimensionality and the inevitable fragmentation of the representation. One-dimensionality is given by the mental construction of the representation: the mind is a selective function that leaves out everything that is outside the general purpose of life, its self-perpetuation. On the other hand, it is a fragmented representation: science can only project onto the Apeiron the random fragments of knowledge that in the course of time have been feeding its theories.

The ephemeral nature of objects, their deterioration, and change show their mental constitution. We have not yet found objects in the universe that can be considered permanent (final or exomorphic representations) for the simple reason that any mental construct is a ghostly superposition on an Apeiron.

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