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My qualiadelic philosophy is a mere framework, a skeleton, a blueprint or a map that helps me know the world. It is like a child’s sketch of a tree, or a house, or a face – poor art, perhaps, but charming. Living it, though, when I notice new qualia orContinue Reading

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Our “happy” thoughts may be crude or refined, but happy thoughts evolve over a lifetime. In an addictive world like ours, we may like our beer or sex or whatever, but at some point the thought of beer and sex is better than the beer and sex itself. Then weContinue Reading

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One doesn’t really need drugs to change reality. There is another lesson to be had here: even acceptable drugs, like alcohol, can teach us that reality is not what we think it is. A couple of drinks and optimism grows, but one wakes up the next morning with regrets. ThisContinue Reading