In hmolscience, Edison on the soul refers to American inventor Thomas Edison’s statements, opinions, and or dialogues on the concept of the soul and or its residual theories.
Top section from the 1910 New York Times interview of Thomas Edison on the soul and his views about religious matters and life and death, following the recent passing of William James and supposed whereabouts of his soul. [1]
Edison: “I cannot believe in the immortality of the soul. Heaven? Shall I, if I am good and earn reward, go to heaven when I die? No – no. I am not ‘I’ – I am not an individual – I am an aggregate of cells.”
Edison: “No, all this talk of an existence for us, as individuals, beyond the grave is wrong. It is born of our tenacity of life—our desire to go on living—our dread of coming to an end as individuals. I do not dread it, though. Personally I cannot see any use of a future life.”
Marshall: “But the soul!” [I protested] “The soul—.”
Edison: “Soul? Soul? What do you mean by soul? The brain?”
Marshall: “Well, for the sake of argument, call it the brain, or what is in the brain. Is there not something immortal of or in the human brain—the human mind?”
Edison: “Absolutely no! There is no more reason to believe that any human brain will be immortal than there is to think that one of my phonographic cylinders—mere records of sounds which have been impressed upon them—will be immortal.”
Edison: “No one thinks of claiming immortality for the cylinders or the phonograph. Then why claim it for the brain mechanism or the power that drives it? Because we do not know what this power is, shall we call it immortal? As we call electricity immortal because we do not know what it is.
Edison: “The brain, like the phonographic cylinder, is a mere record, not of sounds alone, but of other things which have been impressed upon it by the mysterious power which actuates it. Perhaps it would be better to call a recording office, where records are made and stored. But no matter what you call it, it is a mere machine, and even the most enthusiastic soul theorist will concede that machines are not immortal.”
Edison: “If a man has a strong will he can force his brain to do this thing or that—make this effort, abstain from making that one. Is the will a part of the brain? I do not know. It may or it may not be. The will may be a form of electricity, or it may be a form of some other power of which we as yet know nothing. But whatever it is, it is material; on that we may depend.
Edison: “After death the force, or power, we call ‘will’ undoubtedly endures; but it endures in this world, not in the next. And so with the thing we call life, or the soul—mere speculative terms for a material thing which, under given conditions, drives this way or that. It too endures in this world, not the other.”
Edison: “Because we are as yet unable to understand it, we call it immortal. It is the ignorant, lazy man’s refute. There are plenty of savages, you know, who still call fire immortal. That is because they are underdeveloped, and are too lazy and ignorant to change their present state. This speculative idea of immortality needs but to be analyzed to fall whole to the ground.”
“Mendeleev is dead”, looking at a personal signed photograph of the chemist, “Now where is his will? He was a very great man. His will has the greatest part of him. What has become of that will? I don’t know.”
Edison then mentions the “ultra-microscope”, Brownian motion, and how someday we might or might not see an actual molecule.
Marshall: “Shall we, in the course of time, discover life’s actual source?”
Edison: “Oh, I don’t know. Those things are pretty small. Too small to find , perhaps. The world, you know, and the universe, are full of the infinitely small as well as the infinitely great. We are, as I said early in this talk, all aggregates. To get us down to the ultimate division—to trace life down to its ultimate source—well—I don’t know—.”
“You have misunderstood the whole article, because you jumped to the conclusion that it denies the existence of God. There is no such denial, what you call God I call Nature, the Supreme intelligence that rules matter. All the article states is that it is doubtful in my opinion if our intelligence or soul or whatever one may call it lives hereafter as an entity or disperses back again from whence it came … scattered among the cells of which we are made.”
“As far as my observations extend I am compelled to believe in the existence of a supreme intelligence and that while man is immortal through propagation of the species if not interfered with by a catastrophe I cannot see that his personality is immortal.”
Edison: “I have never seen the slightest scientific proof of the religious theories of heaven and hell, of future life for individuals, or of a personal god.”
“My mind is incapable of conceiving such a thing as a soul. I may be in error, and man may have a soul; but I simply do not believe it.”— Thomas Edison (1924), “Do We Live Again”? [4]
“Religion is all bunk.”— Thomas Edison (date) [4]