IT'S THOUGHT BUBBLES ALL THE WAY DOWN
Overview
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A small thought on thinking and a comic to accompany.
Am I thinking?
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Some readers may recognize this article's title's allusion to a , "turtles all the way down." I have been thinking about this expression and its underlying concept because of a meditation course I've been following, in which mister Headspace man Andy Puddicombe advises me to inquire with my mind whether I am dreaming. And while I can't say one way or another whether I am, in fact, dreaming, I do find the exercise of detachment moderately rewarding, but only when it serves to move me away from recursive thinking and get back to linear living[1]. My best experiences of life happen when I'm beyond the rigid confines of my mind's inexhaustive, infinite potential to introspect. For me, life is best lived "off-panel".
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Footnotes
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Footnotes
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[1] As a philosphical practice, I'm not much moved to think about epistemology, or how I know what I know, and how I know what I know is real. I don't find much pleasure in reflecting on the possibility of my reality being a dream or a simulation. What's the point? I'd rather collapse that reasource of thought into action, movement, and engagement. In other words: rather than thinking about the nature of thinking, I'd like to experience the experiences of being.