Split

The least plausible basis for action? A finding of right and wrong.

Vincent’s boots

Facts are simple, essential and indifferent. Opinions are clamorous, contradictory and attention-seeking.

Binary mind

When I like/dislike the world, I split myself like a fish gutted. After all, I am the world. We see how riven, roiled and tribalized we are while simultaneously not seeing that it’s a projection of binary mind, of like/dislike until the curtain falls.

Sacrifice

The whole notion of sacrifice is rooted in the idea that I am bad or deficient and I must pay a price for that. Millennia ago, the Holy Temple of Jerusalem was basically a ‘divine’ slaughterhouse where bulls, rams and a variety of other livestock had their throats cut as an expiation for the sins of humans. Today sin-excited Christians flagellate themselves on Good Friday while the less theatrical cleanse themselves via weekly acts of murmured penance.

A wild proliferation of enemies

We are isolated and diminished by our beliefs. Let’s say I believe that I am a good man. Straightaway I have a problem. Every time I turn around, I see a bad man.