Apparently, we need antagonistes—problems, difficulties, contrary and hostile forces—in order to grow, develop, mature. But what do we do? We invigorate them with our rage.
We are concealed by ease, dulled by security, made absurd by luxury. “The true man is revealed in difficult times.”
Who am I? Watch me when things go wrong. You’ll see me then.
No one wins an argument. An argument is one mental/emotional structure bashing against another. There may be noise, excitement, even victory, but there will be no peace. The chief blessing of the natural world is that it has no opinions. It is perfectly capable of taking defensive measures, as it is doing right now, but it has no opinions. It will not argue with humans.