de-weeding the garden

 our brains are constantly making up stories about the world

i want to call these expedient hypothesis

there's no way to verify these hypotheses

damn you plato and your cave and your shadows

we step into these like neo (before he was neo) plugs into the matrix

the flickering shadow outside the window IS an evil spirit out to get us

the car heading towards us IS driven by an apathetic care-two-hoots wild animal 

nifty is just  right for turning into a two-bagger 

that bloke looks super honest and will do a good job

maybe i'll stick to my diet/workout plan  this time and come out as mr muscles

all stories

[if nothing is different from last time, doing the same thing just doubles your preference for soddy results

something needs to change each time, for the results to be any different ]

each story stops you from seeing the whole range of possibilities, by nature

what religion, philosophy, and conspiracy theories do, is provide an almost unverifiable hypothesis that refuses to be found unsuitable

eventually, they warp what one sees, and then all that one sees 

alcohol probably washes away the patina of accumulated hypotheses/'facts'

but you need to wash away alcohol too, like hiring another hitman to take care of the earlier hitman you hired ....

but zen .... ? 

"stopping and starting on a dime ..." as per S-Y, eventually brings home the lesson of anicca and anatman