When you don the cloak of a self-inflicted philosopher, no belief, no matter how true it may seem, is off the hook for being questioned with ruthless skepticism. In the battle against bewitchment, the destruction of a belief, no matter how powerful, is mere collateral damage.
The opposite of belief is neither disbelief nor doubt, but curiosity and clarity of thought.
As a self-inflicted philosopher, you realize that the concept of belief is anathema to curiosity and clear thinking. You replace all usage of “believe” with “think”. You don’t BELIEVE that you CERTAINTLY exist; you THINK that you PROBABLY exist. But you could be wrong. You remain circumspect, for even your interpretation could be an illusion, no matter how “true” it may seem.
Free of the mindset of a settled mind, you move into the mindfulness of a curious mind.
You become a powerful question-generator that counterbalances the delusion-generator of the human condition. You’re ahead of the curve, surfing Aslam’s Infinite Circle on the surfboard of Occam’s Razor. In absolute awe over the beautiful unfolding of an ultimately unknowable universe. On the edge of your own curiosity, questioning all “answers,” countering all beliefs, eluding all delusions. You’re a self-inflicted philosopher, and not even God is safe from your ruthless inquiry.
Written by Gary Z McGee
Image: Our Lady of Blind Faith by Emil Melmoth
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