We don't know what we don't know, and, what we do know, or think we know, is partial, arbitrary, and up for revision. We float in a sea of possibilities, and an ocean of responsibilities, armed with our frailties, and our deep uncertainties.
It's a precarious position to be in, but it is where we live. Welcome to the Dollhouse and the Thunderdome.
Case in point. This morning, I come across an eye-opening, head-exploding article about Death. You'd think by now we'd know what death is, I mean, that is what you'd think, but you'd be wrong. Turns out Death, more particularly, Brain-Death, is still a very fertile subject of inquiry. Maybe in it's early infancy of study? Scientists are still diligently doing their Scientific thing. The jury is out. It's all up for grabs.
Weird? Right? You mean even Death & Consciousness are murky, nebulous phenomena that we don't fully understand? Really?
Yeah, well, how about this for a morning brain-twister, mind-teaser?
Freaky-Deaky, right. Makes me think of that Firesign Theater line: "Everything You Know is Wrong." Put that in your pipe and smoke it. Good morning Campers!