Occasionally the fundamental fact that all our inferences are provisional creeps me out. The realization that there’s no way to actually ground my base belief that, say, I’m not a Boltzmann brain, combined with the fact that it’s really quite absurd that anything exists rather than nothing at all given that any cause we find just moves the problem outwards is the closest thing I have to “doubting existence”.
Occasionally the fundamental fact that all our inferences are provisional creeps me out. The realization that there’s no way to actually ground my base belief that, say, I’m not a Boltzmann brain, combined with the fact that it’s really quite absurd that anything exists rather than nothing at all given that any cause we find just moves the problem outwards is the closest thing I have to “doubting existence”.