Storytelling is what allows us to experience our lives as coherent, orderly, and meaningful
We each have a little Sherlock Holmes in our brain. His job is to "reason backwards" from what we can observe in the present and show what orderly series of causes led to particular effects. Evolution has given us an "inner Holmes" be-cause the world really is full of stories (intrigues, plots, alliances, relationships of cause and effect), and it pays to detect them. The storytelling mind is a crucial evolutionary adaptation. It allows us to experience our lives as coherent, orderly, and meaningful. It is what makes life more than a blooming, buzzing confusion.
But the storytelling mind is imperfect. After almost five decades of studying the tale-spinning homunculus who re-sides in the left brain, Michael Gazzaniga has concluded that this little man — for all of his undeniable virtues — can also be a bumbler.
The storytelling mind is allergic to uncertainty, randomness, and coincidence. It is addicted to meaning. If the storytelling mind cannot find meaningful patterns in the world, it will try to impose them. In short, the storytelling mind is a factory that churns out true stories when it can, but will manufacture lies when it can't.
Yet, certainly, the wise learn many things from their enemies; for caution preserves all things. From a friend you could not learn this, but your foe immediately obliges you to learn it. For example, the states have learned from enemies, and not from friends, to build lofty walls, and to possess ships of war. And this lesson preserves children, house, and possessions.
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It’s saying no.
That’s your first hint that something’s alive. It says no. That’s how you know a baby is starting to turn into a person. They run around saying no all day, throwing their aliveness at everything to see what it’ll stick to. You can’t say no if you don’t have desires and opinions and wants of your own. You wouldn’t even want to.
No is the heart of thinking.