On the inner journey, we encounter two enemies: comfort and convention. “Foxes have holes and birds have nests, but the Son of Man has no place to rest.” And convention? In 2020, our position remains that men in suits know what they’re talking about.
Some men are not just well-adjusted; they’re over-adjusted. This has been accomplished at the cost of an interior self.
If I am dogmatic, I have identified myself with a fixed position. My position is the position and that’s that. Some men are so identified with their mental positions that they clericalize them.
We cannot correct other people. We cannot even correct ourselves. Correctional work is the province of the pathologically pious.
Because something within us rejects the middle of the road. Because social adjustment is measured by the degree to which this antipathy is concealed. Because love is not organized and Eros is elsewhere.
Men's Work 