So much of me, comes in twos.
Much like the conjoint chicken fingers that I always seemed to pick.
In every situation I see both sides of the coin, void of opinion.
So I embark on a quest to build the self, the ego, the opinions I’m expected to have. Because being an empty vessel that moves through life is not socially acceptable.
So, where do you stand? they ask.
Then they say, you must rid of your ego. There is no self, we are all one and there is no seperation. There should be no likes and dislikes. There just IS.
So are you saying what I always was, is what people strive to be?
Even within the pursuit to end duality, or the seemingly indecisive nature of it, I am confronted with it yet again. It is inescapable.
