Day 932 Hero
Saving a lizard is obviously a best for all thing. But the mind tries to take such a simple act as getting a glass cup, coaxing him in there, taking him out, the end, and make it into a way to divide, and assert itself. It makes it about morality, about taking lives, killing, saving them, being a hero, what is right or wrong, suffering, mercy. Happiness, fear, suffering. Its a yelp of a lady, a crying in sadness, complaining, despair, anger. Making into a drama, something to stir the voices, stir the fights, disturb reality, the waters of self. When all you need is silence, and no other voice but your own. Doing, living and acting. Rationalizing things into thoughts, the mind makes its move: its because we are the same, we both suffer. Its doing what is right, the right thing. Being a hero. Feeling good about myself. Playing the devil, by making it a disappointment when he die, sad, guilty, it all my fault its dead. Finding a way to hijack the situation to sour s...