"In its entirety, probably, it follows us at every instant; all that we have felt, thought and willed from our earliest infancy is there, leaning over the present which is about to join it, pressing against the portals of consciousness that would fain leave it outside"
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Memory, for Bergson, isnt a scrapbook you consult; its an atmosphere you breathe. The sentence crowds the present with the past, turning consciousness into a guarded doorway and time into a pressure system. That image of lived experience "leaning over" the now is doing the real philosophical work: it rejects the tidy, mechanistic idea that the mind files moments away and retrieves them on command. Instead, Bergson stages the present as a contested border crossing. Consciousness "would fain leave it outside" not because the past is gone, but because its too much - too thick, too insistently relevant - to let in all at once.
The intent is polemical, aimed at the late-19th-century faith in measurement and lab-friendly psychology. Bergson is pushing his central distinction between clock time (quantifiable, divisible) and duration (qualitative, continuous). In duration, past and present arent separate rooms; they interpenetrate. The past persists as potential, shaping attention, desire, and decision before you can narrate it. That makes the will less a sovereign choice than a negotiation with accumulated habit, affect, and half-conscious recollection.
The subtext is almost political in its suspicion of the "portals of consciousness": modern life wants efficiency, clarity, controllable inputs. Bergson insists the human is messier - a moving stack of residues, not a clean slate refreshed each moment. Written in an era fascinated by neurology and industrial speed, the line argues that inner life refuses to be streamlined. Your "now" is already crowded, and thats precisely why it feels like a self.
The intent is polemical, aimed at the late-19th-century faith in measurement and lab-friendly psychology. Bergson is pushing his central distinction between clock time (quantifiable, divisible) and duration (qualitative, continuous). In duration, past and present arent separate rooms; they interpenetrate. The past persists as potential, shaping attention, desire, and decision before you can narrate it. That makes the will less a sovereign choice than a negotiation with accumulated habit, affect, and half-conscious recollection.
The subtext is almost political in its suspicion of the "portals of consciousness": modern life wants efficiency, clarity, controllable inputs. Bergson insists the human is messier - a moving stack of residues, not a clean slate refreshed each moment. Written in an era fascinated by neurology and industrial speed, the line argues that inner life refuses to be streamlined. Your "now" is already crowded, and thats precisely why it feels like a self.
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