There is a persistent looping regress, where we look to outward sources for reality (stable facts, empiricism) but find reality shaped by our own experience (phenomenology).
More confounding, we cannot find “the reality of the self” inside us when we look. It simply appears and acts, obeying neither reason nor ideology nor religion.
No wonder we abstracted ourselves by dividing the soul from reason. We need something besides the “invisible self” to lean upon; a synthetic process (an imminent transcendental abstraction) is preferred to an unreliable ghost.
Like the soul, we see very little reason and rationality, yet we feel that we use it and are stabilized by it. It can chain narratives together into comprehensible shapes, but it fails to fully tell us who we are: even using reason, we cannot pinpoint or control the elusive self.
