Let’s imagine that in the blink of an eye our history blinks out, disappears, and suddenly we see everything as everything is, rather than having to peer through the obscurantic veil of memory.
Here’s something I’ve never heard a man say: “I feel like I need to think more.” Men know the lure of less. They’re generally aware that much of what goes on upstairs is nuttier than a squirrel’s diaper.
Stopping on the outside—well, that’s one thing. Stopping on the inside is another thing.
Man’s chief problem is that he thinks involuntarily. He does not choose to think. He is being thought.
There is nothing soulful about ego, nothing egoic about soul. Soul has never been offended. Ego cannot forgive.
It is vital for men to become aware of where their direction is coming from.