def: What I’m thinking and believing.
There is the Truth, and then there is My Story. They may coincidentally overlap but they are not the same thing.
Everything I know about the world comes in through my senses (which are limited) and is interpreted by my brain (which only has this limited information to work from). My brain then takes this limited data and uses imagination to construct a story.
And that story becomes my world.
I can never confirm anything objective about it because the whole thing is happening within me. Which means all I will ever “know” about anything is what I’m thinking and believing about it.
And if what I’m thinking and believing brings me any suffering at all, I can question it.
Believing Bullshit: The source of all suffering.
Everything is (x) and not (x).
I cannot know a person by their actions.
My “life” is what I filter out of my stream of consciousness.
The brain writes realistic fiction.
The Truth is always now (and My Story never is).
The world is everything and nothing until I believe something onto it.
There is no such thing as a true story.