slipping through the in-between

“Belief is the death of intelligence,” as Robert Anton Wilson would tell you. The moment you believe a doctrine of any sort or assume certitude, you stop thinking about that aspect of existence. And the more certain you are of something, the less there is to think about. The person who is sure of everything has no need to think about anything and is in danger of being clinically dead from a lack of brain activity.

from the newsletter, Nothing Is As It Seems

I’ve decided to rebrand the newsletter from The Barefoot Philosopher’s Notes to Nothing Is As It Seems. Follow the white rabbit to find out why and where we’re going.

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