Wesley Collected Works Vol 10
| Author | John Wesley |
|---|---|
| Type | treatise |
| Year | None |
| Passage ID | jw-wesley-collected-works-vol-10-534 |
| Words | 379 |
We must allow likewise, that while the
very power of thinking depends so much upon the brain, our
judgments must needs depend thereon, and in the same pro
portion. It must be farther allowed, that, as our sensations,
our reflections, and our judgments, so our will and passions
also, which naturally follow from our judgments, ultimately
depend on the fibres of the brain. But does all this infer the
total necessity of all human actions? “I am sorry for it,”
says the Doctor; “but I cannot help it.” I verily think I can. I think I can not only cut the knot, by showing (as above)
the intolerable absurdities which this scheme implies; but
fairly untie it, by pointing out just where the fallacy lies. 3. But first permit me to say a word to the author of the
Essay. His grand reason for supposing all mankind in a
dream, is drawn from analogy: “We are in a continual
delusion as to the natural world; why not as to the moral?”
Well; how does he prove, that we are in a continual delusion
as to the natural world? Thus: “All the qualities which
are termed secondary qualities, we by a natural instinct
ascribe to matter. But it is a mere deceit. They do not
belong to matter, neither exist without us.”
As commonly as this is asserted, it is absolutely false, as
will appear quickly. You instance in colours, and confidently say, “All this
beauty of colours, with which heaven and earth appear to be
clothed, is a sort of romance or illusion. In external objects
there is no other distinction but that of the size and arrange
ment of their constituent parts, whereby the rays of light are
variously reflected or refracted.”
But are those rays of light real? And do they exist without
us? Certainly, as much as the sun does. And are the consti
tuent parts of those objects real? Nobody questions it. But
are they really of such a size, and arranged in such a manner? They are; and what will you infer from that? I infer, that
colour is just as real as size or figure; and that all colours do
as really exist without us, as trees, or corn, or heaven, or earth.