Sanity is a spectrum. And the degree to which I am insane is the degree to which I forget how utterly conditioned and entirely made up my beliefs and perceptions are in any moment, allowing me to slip into believing my ego-based thoughts as some insightful truth or ultimate reality. Whoopsy. When I’m sane, or at least more sane, I’m more awake to a radical sense of humility and the essential need to create deep understanding about anything only through the superior intelligence of my heart.
So it’s all funny, sad, ignorant and dangerous to think of ourselves as sane just because we don’t see ourselves as bat-shit crazy.
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