It's hard to say what lies I've told myself. Usually when I
lie to myself I know I'm lying. Like "I'll do it tomorrow." I know I
won't. I'll either procrastinate some more or I'll just plain forget. But
there is a lie that I sometimes believe...
"I have friends."
The truth is that we are all all-alone. We have our heads, our secret heads, that no
one can ever, will ever know. Loyalty may be considered a virtue but even the most
loyal friend is still serving his/her own ego. It is the ego that separates
us. The Buddha sought escape from the ego. He knew that the ego was an
illusion that bound us to our mortal coil. To escape the ego is to rejoin what we
are already a part of. God. He/She/It is everywhere, everything and every
time. I've more to say about that but I'm getting off track and, well, I could be
wrong (although I don't think I am).
What I do know is this: Friendship, family, community, etc. are all illusion.
They are a product of ego and familiarity. They become comfortable and we don't want
to let go of them. We work to keep it and if we leave it we get nostalgic for
it. But if you take it all away, all the lies, the illusions, you do find what
really matters. It's precious and little understood but it is the foundation of all
that makes what we value. It's kindness. That's all. That's the truth.
Kindness is the glue that holds together the universe. Kindness has no
destruction. It is all. Think about it.
