Human minds are distributed in the environment, shaped by their own stories. The mind then is “outside” or in other words, what we see is our consciousness. (This smells of idealism from miles. I know).
Indeed the world we experience is the superimposition of semiotic differences. The physical dimension is augmented by layers of meanings, the narrative sedimentations that constitutes our conceptual ground. Differences are invented by stories.
The world then is called by the many names human beings used in their stories. The fact is stories are not momentary episodes of recreation but the very infrastructures of cognition. To be more precise, a mind is the narrative deployment of a brain; that means the cognition itself is the entanglement of differences invented in the stories. What we see is our consciousness and it’s a narrative deployment. The world in front of your eyes is the emergence of converging stories. And the focus is a consciousness.
When the first men discovered the convergence of narrative in one’s brain deployment, they saw a mind in the surrounding world: the series of semiotic re-entry in a human world converges toward a brain in the form of a world calling for a mind.
A semiotic environment shapes the cognitive extension of a brain in narrations: the brain going up stream towards the coming stories experiences the deployment of his own narrativity. The cognitive extension becomes an exercise of narrativity. Mind is the collective term of narratives deployment from a single brain.
When a mind is in action, she will start to give different names to the world, she will make more differences. A semiotic world is made by the given names and every mind is rolling permutations in the world.
This is why the entrance of every newly born human minds is casting a new roll of permutations in the world.
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