The idea that we should go with what we think, with our theories, our intuitions, but change them as soon – and quickly – as we encounter evidence to the contrary.
Overcome confirmation bias.
This is all pretty dire. Reading it over I wonder why I am not more severely depressed than I, in fact, actually am. I guess I don't hold any strong opinions about the sublime and transcendental. I have strong, intense experiences of them, but I try to not have opinions.
I take solace in the immense scale of the universe and apparent meaninglessness, though; [[This is how magic is done - by hurling yourself into the abyss and discovering its a featherbed]]
Mostly consciousness and epistemology, and - i realise - a lot about free will, and the probable lack thereof. Also, solipsism.
And since we actually have to live with our selves and each other, no matter the substrate upon which whatever I "is" rests: