The craziest among us are way too interested in what they think.
The Prophet taught, “Die before you die.” We are thereby enjoined to initiate a process of conscious subtraction. We can start with our opinions. They’re worthless anyway.
We bridle our anger when we stop answering questions we haven’t been asked.
A point of view is utterly benign, as natural as a pelican on a post. Opinions are different. An opinion is an urgent, opportunistic malevolency, a gimlet-eyed mental formation spoiling for a fight.
Life has no regrets. Trees and flowers don’t regret. There are lots of things I can do to waste time. I can twiddle my thumbs, whittle a stick, cultivate opinions, or regret something.