My Own Personal Vast Middle Way: a Proposal

Me, I'm working on triangulating a middle way between Cartesian "fact" and personal opinion. Since everything in the universe is connected, you just cannot be taking narrow observations and drawing big-ass conclusions from them. Not without your consequences getting all unintended and such. You may be in the phlebotomy business or whatever, but you can't just sidle up to the circulatory system and define it per se. It has inputs and waste products and "issues", as you know, and it is connected to everything obvious and not so obvious, your location relative to the equator, for example, which has just about everything to do with vitamin D3, the lack of which may explain my current lethargy or at least let me off the hook of billspaying work today. Then you got your quantum-mechanical mysteria, in which matter seems to have no ultimate existance as such, and may not even have suchness, as such, except in our interactions with it. You do the math and bingo! you're standing there square in the middle of what you're supposedly observing, and you start knowing how a particle is just about equal parts energy and gestalt, and not even locatable except in what is commonly known as a "probability cloud". In all likelihood the little blighter is right at the center of that cloud, right at the peak of the bell curve, but then again maybe not. You can't know for certain. As it turns out, you can even walk right through your wall and most likely never collide with anything except pure potential, and that, my friend, is not a reassuring bit of news for those of us who still owe the bank. However, if you stop paying your mortgage, it may be reassuring to note that the street you end up sleeping on or even the thick walls of debtors' prison can no more constrain you than an old family penchant for, say, rage or martyrdom or whatever. Back to that middle way: so, on the one hand, you have Cartesian "fact", which is basically the set of mechanical explanations for how things appear to function in isolation. It doesn't allow for infinitely complex interactions with everything in the universe. It's very useful, but it also tends to lead to a bad case of engineering, in which every problem, perceived in isolation, has a solution, perceived in isolation, and no time is wasted complicating things. Then, when the culture gets tired of grand projects and more or less raping the planet, we move on to personal opinion, eschewing objectivity, and adopt a new religion of identity that values above everything else, even that fresh-showered feeling, a bunch of comfortably self-propping notions that in the old days were always preceded by 'mere'. As in: mere taste, mere fashion, mere pop, stuff like that.

This is what I'm getting at: 'fact' is always so narrow that it's dangerous, and opinion is always so exclusive of the shared human experience that it creates illusions of identity, self, and isolation that all but disallow the sufferer to experience tragic one-ness. [By the way, the disenchanted terrifying oneness of the universe is what modernity is trying to avoid, bracing scientific-heroic rhetoric to the contrary, IMHO.] So: in light of this, I hereby urge myself to be humble about my own observations and 'knowledge', and to focus on shared human experience, like comfort in food, people, and shelter. Ok.