One of the most useful things that I gleaned from ‘The Meditations’ – and have subsequently seen re-iterated elsewhere – is that, whether we like it or not, we always live in the moment. The past is nothing but a memory, and the future nothing but uncertain possibility – the only thing real is the NOW. In spite of this, we’re always either thinking about something that’s already happened or wondering about something that will happen. We spend our time using the past to try to get to the future, while the present – the place we actually live – slips by us.
The obvious lesson here is something along the lines of “stop and smell the roses.” To not get so caught up in our concern about the future that we forget about the now. But I took an additional lesson – that when I think of myself, I should be thinking of every ‘me’ that’s living in the moment, from now until my death. Meaning, take the time I have left in my life, and divide it into moments. Each moment is really a separate ‘me’. So I should think of myself as billions of separate ‘me’s’ occurring one after the other, in a long chain that breaks when I die.
One of the purposes of this – other than the trippy feeling gotten from thinking about it – is that whenever I do something, I shouldn’t just consider what I want now. I should consider what the billions of future selves might want. Any choice I make will follow me for the rest of my life. It will be looked at and evaluated and criticized by billions of other ‘me’s’. That’s some serious peer-review. And they all have an equal claim to be ‘me’ – they should get a vote in what I do.
This is my (admittedly esoteric) way of fighting future discounting. The human brain has a tendency to overvalue our current preferences and undervalue our future preferences. It’s why we take that 11th shot of whiskey, or get that tattoo, or marry that harpy with the great ass – we’re not thinking about what our future selves will want. We’re opting for immediate pleasure at the expense of our future selves’ pain. It’s easy to forget about them of course – they’re like unborn, invisible children. But just like you don’t drink alchohol or smoke for the benefit of your unborn baby, you shouldn’t take actions that your future selves won’t like – there are alot more of them than there are you.
Extra credit: At 25 years old, I have about 50 years left (using average American male life expectancy). For the length of a ‘moment’, I’ll use the average neuron firing rate, which I believe is around 10Hz. Some quick math gives me an estimated 1.577 x 10^10 moments left in my life. Almost 16 billion.
