SORRY, BUT YOUR BRAIN IS NOT A SLAVE TO YOUR WHIMS AND YOU’RE NOT AS INFLUENTIAL AS YOU THINK
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"…it means we can still pull off the greatest heist of all time. The biggest, shiniest jewel in all of science—why do people do what they do?—is still sitting in Nature’s vault...". Adam Mastroianni. "Given the choice between living and examining, I’ll choose living any day. I eschew the malady of explanation and urge you to do likewise. The drive to explain is an epidemic in modern thought and its major carriers are contemporary therapists: every shrink I have ever seen suffers from this malady, and it is addictive and contagious. Explanation is an illusion, a mirage, a construct, a soothing lullaby. Explanation has no existence. Let’s call it by its proper name, a coward’s defense against the white-knuckled, knee-knocking terror of the precariousness, indifference and capriciousness of sheer existence."
SORRY, BUT YOUR BRAIN IS NOT A SLAVE TO YOUR WHIMS AND YOU’RE NOT AS INFLUENTIAL AS YOU THINK
SORRY, BUT YOUR BRAIN IS NOT A SLAVE TO YOUR…
SORRY, BUT YOUR BRAIN IS NOT A SLAVE TO YOUR WHIMS AND YOU’RE NOT AS INFLUENTIAL AS YOU THINK
"…it means we can still pull off the greatest heist of all time. The biggest, shiniest jewel in all of science—why do people do what they do?—is still sitting in Nature’s vault...". Adam Mastroianni. "Given the choice between living and examining, I’ll choose living any day. I eschew the malady of explanation and urge you to do likewise. The drive to explain is an epidemic in modern thought and its major carriers are contemporary therapists: every shrink I have ever seen suffers from this malady, and it is addictive and contagious. Explanation is an illusion, a mirage, a construct, a soothing lullaby. Explanation has no existence. Let’s call it by its proper name, a coward’s defense against the white-knuckled, knee-knocking terror of the precariousness, indifference and capriciousness of sheer existence."