The idea that the world revolves around you isn't all that silly. It doesn't, of course. It revolves around me. Or maybe Taylor Swift or Vladimir Putin or Diana Dors. You can meditate till you're blue in the face, see what I did there, or follow the most fashionable of gurus. It doesn't matter.
You've only got one point of view, a single perspective. You're gonna see things through your eyes. Your truth is what your mama told you, what you learned in school, what you ran across on social media. Of course every now and again, some Sunday school teacher explains something that contradicts Mom's lesson about walking under ladders. That, or you go to M.I.T. for your PhD and find out that we're all stardust and nobody came from anybody's rib.
Be kind. Be patient.
Give us peace on earth and end this dreadful, dreadful war.
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