Now administering third-eyed drops.

Welcome back. Michael Philip here. Thank you for once again,

gracing me with your presence for dunking your wonder nuggets in our

exploratory umami sauce.

And that's the kind of stuff you get here. My friends, you're not going to find

exploratory umami sauce anywhere else. I promise you that at least not anywhere else that you

actually want to be. I do assume there are some food chemists out there doing it literally

really trying to make that exploratory umami sauce, but that sounds painfully awful.

If you ask me, no shade to the millions of food chemists listening. Anyway,

what if I told you wonder dippers that there is a philosophical Goldilocks zone,

a way of looking at the world that really does change your life for the better. And

not only that is actually intellectually honest, you don't have to lie to yourself being a

practitioner of it. I think there is. I think that thing does exist, though there is

kind of a catch, but also I will say that when I think about that disposition,

that philosophical Goldilocks zone, I think about our guests in this one, my wonder brother,

Cori Allen in general. So what is this not too hot, not too cold, epistemological posture?

I would say it is the place between empirical, reductive, cold, logic, and soft,

woody, melted butter openness that just kind of saturates everything in some sort of perfect

predetermined, pro-noiic, everything happens for a reason, mind goo. But here's the catch I mentioned.

This philosophical Goldilocks zone, I don't believe is somewhere you settle. It's a continuous

dialogue between yourself and the world, I think, especially if you're honest with yourself,

and that if you actually care about intellectual, ontological, and epistemological honesty,

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