Tell me the story of how we finally acceded pure facts

Human minds are the self-representing cognition of living beings, therefore they weren’t designed to perceive abstract, blind, pure facts, but to differentiate portions of facts significant for their surviving. We invented many ways to aggregate, to separate, to defragment and to assembly different subset of facts. Many more than our biological support could just detect. Indeed a mind is a narrative brain, therefore there is an infinite number of stories, that could describe the same falling of facts, in an infinite number of different representations: for the same collection of facts, there is a potential infinite number of stories that could represent it. Or at least this is what in no-narrative terms, said Quine.

The conundrum is: human minds build their knowledge in narrative forms. Therefore they chase the falling of facts through narrations. That means they represent facts. In history minds invented several systems to accede the purity of happening of facts. A single mind can be threatened by the nightmare of false representations; but a community of minds through cross-checking of narratives always find the nature of facts beyond representations. Of course different community of minds disagree on the level of purity. Some include spirits and ghosts; others photons and bosons. Some both. Which is closest to the purity?

During a narration there are contingent and important episodes. The prowess of a narrator is to master the deploy of a representation. Take fairy tales. Is it really important the plot? Is this the entertaining part? Or the depiction of marvelous gadgets, of exotic community, of extraordinary common objects? If you judge a narration without representation, you have a list of words, you can understand but you can make sense of it. Narrations are paths for minds to represent themselves in front of themselves. If you follow a narration without representation, you are not moving towards yourself. That’s why we are interested in some and not in other tales.

Do you want to accede the purity of facts, through the disembodiment of your cognitive being there? As a rule of thumb I’d suggest quantum physics. Or meditation. The story at the end of your deployment of representation, is where your cognitive being there meets the falling of facts. The limit of your mind is where representativity encounters the happening of facts. The journey at the boundaries of your mind is where your cognitive being there stops to tell about facts. This is also the end of the narrativity. So when we finally reach the pure falling of facts, there are no words to describe the purity of limit. The drops of happening of facts don’t make sound.