Just watched the movie ”Maybe Logic” wherein the author of “Cosmic Trigger” expounds on reality tunnels and uses maybe logic to dissolve them. Basically his hypothesis is that the brain sorts the sensations it receives from each of the billions of the body’s cell’s perceptions of the universe like a collator placing familiar ones in belief system, BS, pigeon holes and shuttling contradictions and irrelevancies out the door of nonexistence. The dissolution to such tautology is to replace the word “is” with “maybe”, thus opening the mind to probabilities and the recognition that the hardest fact is still just a guess agreeable to the most reality tunnels. Somehow he dismisses objective reality out of hand with his mantra, “non simultaneously apprehended universe” as if the inability to comprehend it all at once is proof of nonexistence. My preference for calling belief systems personal versions leaves the door open to the possibility that their exists a unique truth, the same origin for all personal versions which, because of the infinite diversity of belief systems is never more communicable than by the most sublime music and poetry — leading us only to the threshold and leaving the crossing to our corageous curiosity to overcome the fear of shattering our BS, blowing our mind.
One aside he made spoke volumes to me about my love of solitude and the fear of boredom it instills in people whose idea it is that their belief system, reality tunnel, version is comprehensive of the entire universe simultaneously. Solitude demands that we either modify our belief system to include the otherwise dismissible perceptions thus realized in poignant relevance without the distraction of “real world” society or feel the discomfort at the effort now required to shuttle such perceptions into the void of nonexistence.
Mr. Wilson and I are on the same page, in a similar paragraph, in a relevant sentence, using approximately the same words — about as close as I’ve ever gotten to any other version — maybe.
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