My first piece of content, Preface, has got its Arweave Tx. Thinking of all the content digests, including the previous, the current, and upcoming ones, having a chance to be accessible in a long time span in this new world that I am observing, I can’t help but keep on writing. I even feel a tinge of guilty for the possibility of bringing more garbage to this new world. But as Gustave Le Bon wrote in the preface of The Crowd: A Study of the Popular Mind,

”A man of science bent on verifying a phenomenon is not called upon to concern himself with the interests his verifications may hurt.”

I gained the courage to continue publishing my thoughts. Even if I didn’t get the truth in the end, I have no regrets. Some guidelines for my journey maybe helpful to remember my original intentions henceforth and stop being a poor stupid guy in time.

At some point, I finally found that I am actually in an infinite game after many years of ignorance. Before that, I was keen to find answers in finite games since childhood. Yet, I had not seen the meaning of continuing.

Loss, sadness, despair, and loneliness after freedom. Like a suddenly awakened stranger who can’t keep up with the times and wants to escape from freedom.

I can understand Erich Fromm’s description of two kinds of freedom with great empathy. I began to question everything arranged around me, taring away the meaning others had attached to me. I no longer eagerly seek answers in exchange for some accolade or title but roam in this changeable era while ensuring that I can survive. I tell myself that there is something more appealing than finding answers to a finite game set by others, like discovering mysteries and finding the unknown truth - the miracles.

Yes, thankfully, I didn’t give up. Solving puzzles has always been my greatest fascination. Whether or not the miracle makes sense, it must be surprising. The search for wonder in an infinite game is enough to produce mind-blowing chemicals that are addictive.

But being a stranger willing to survive takes courage and a sense of mission. Albert Camus wrote in his afterword to The Stranger,

“In our society, any man who doesn’t cry at his mother’s funeral is liable to be condemned to death.”

which implicated that when the rules of social games are not followed, one is considered a disruptor. However, when faced with a situation that is out of tune with social stereotypes, knowing the absurdity and nothingness of the world, can you still find a self-justifying meaning for your life?

Finding the meaning of life seems complicated, or it doesn’t have to be, depending on one’s view of the world. The formation of a person’s worldview relies on the projection of external information and thy thinking. In this process, one constructs cognition on topics such as nature, life, society, and spirituality. One also trains the emotional and behavioral models in response to external stimuli.

However, in this irreversible infinite game, the two critical processes of human beings, receiving external information and thinking, are quietly evolving. It is enough to arouse the vigilance of game participants who are still trying to find the meaning of life.

I have found a mystery full of surprises, and I am willing to be an observer of the world and record the process of solving the mystery. I don’t expect these records as persuasion or warning to peers. What we lack most now is the critical thinking ability rather than a variety of information feeds. Instead, it is to make a study log for myself in case my thinking ability may deteriorate in the future. I can’t guarantee how long I can persist. People will always become unconfident due to their failures and incompetence. Of course, I would feel fortunate to see the answer to this mystery revealed in the test of time and practice in my lifetime. Good Luck to me!

Photo by Allen Cai on Unsplash

My first piece of content, Preface, has got its Arweave Tx. Thinking of all the content digests, including the previous, the current, and upcoming ones, having a chance to be accessible in a long time span in this new world that I am observing, I can’t help but keep on writing. I even feel a tinge of guilty for the possibility of bringing more garbage to this new world. But as Gustave Le Bon wrote in the preface of The Crowd: A Study of the Popular Mind,

”A man of science bent on verifying a phenomenon is not called upon to concern himself with the interests his verifications may hurt.”

I gained the courage to continue publishing my thoughts. Even if I didn’t get the truth in the end, I have no regrets. Some guidelines for my journey maybe helpful to remember my original intentions henceforth and stop being a poor stupid guy in time.

At some point, I finally found that I am actually in an infinite game after many years of ignorance. Before that, I was keen to find answers in finite games since childhood. Yet, I had not seen the meaning of continuing.

Loss, sadness, despair, and loneliness after freedom. Like a suddenly awakened stranger who can’t keep up with the times and wants to escape from freedom.

I can understand Erich Fromm’s description of two kinds of freedom with great empathy. I began to question everything arranged around me, taring away the meaning others had attached to me. I no longer eagerly seek answers in exchange for some accolade or title but roam in this changeable era while ensuring that I can survive. I tell myself that there is something more appealing than finding answers to a finite game set by others, like discovering mysteries and finding the unknown truth - the miracles.

Yes, thankfully, I didn’t give up. Solving puzzles has always been my greatest fascination. Whether or not the miracle makes sense, it must be surprising. The search for wonder in an infinite game is enough to produce mind-blowing chemicals that are addictive.

But being a stranger willing to survive takes courage and a sense of mission. Albert Camus wrote in his afterword to The Stranger,

“In our society, any man who doesn’t cry at his mother’s funeral is liable to be condemned to death.”

which implicated that when the rules of social games are not followed, one is considered a disruptor. However, when faced with a situation that is out of tune with social stereotypes, knowing the absurdity and nothingness of the world, can you still find a self-justifying meaning for your life?

Finding the meaning of life seems complicated, or it doesn’t have to be, depending on one’s view of the world. The formation of a person’s worldview relies on the projection of external information and thy thinking. In this process, one constructs cognition on topics such as nature, life, society, and spirituality. One also trains the emotional and behavioral models in response to external stimuli.

However, in this irreversible infinite game, the two critical processes of human beings, receiving external information and thinking, are quietly evolving. It is enough to arouse the vigilance of game participants who are still trying to find the meaning of life.

I have found a mystery full of surprises, and I am willing to be an observer of the world and record the process of solving the mystery. I don’t expect these records as persuasion or warning to peers. What we lack most now is the critical thinking ability rather than a variety of information feeds. Instead, it is to make a study log for myself in case my thinking ability may deteriorate in the future. I can’t guarantee how long I can persist. People will always become unconfident due to their failures and incompetence. Of course, I would feel fortunate to see the answer to this mystery revealed in the test of time and practice in my lifetime. Good Luck to me!

Photo by Allen Cai on Unsplash