Ridiculousness of being right:
thinking of science, philosophy, religion, spirituality of different sorts, and that as varied as they are, each has stories they insist as being true, some without compromise at all - and never once do they ever see the ridiculousness of being right. Of course science is by far the most flexible, holding to theories only until they're later disproved by new experiments and further information and then moving on from there. Science demands facts, proof of any claim to be made. But still it's all a story, even if some of what they offer is ultimately true, it always remains a version of reality, a story told through the lens of science, a particular branch and system of belief. Not one of these schools holds a complete picture of reality, no scientist, philosopher, religious leader, nor guru sees reality exactly as it is.
we only have versions.
slices of a single truth seen through infinite varieties.
yet still there's so often the ridiculousness of being right.
perhaps the one who hits closest to reality, seeing things in relation and not ultimately a certain way at all, is the Buddhist sage Nagarjuna and his wisdom of the middle way. Nagarjuna makes no real insistence on seeing reality in any particular way, and is quick to dismiss every rigid view, including his own. What Nagarjuna sees is relations, everything dependent upon the emptiness of any set and solid structure, that nothing is real and permanent on it's own, but always shifting, changing, and therefore never completely true nor untrue - only versions of a story told.
Nagarjuna sees the ridiculous of being right.
and with this, he's free from any rigid view.
what I write is lyrical prose, and that grants me the freedom to be completely wrong in all I say, nothing is meant to be true here, there's no claim of ever being right, and with little thought of others being wrong. I'm only interested in the expression of this moment, whatever lyrical thoughts that may appear with an urge to now be written. There is no ridiculousness of being right, nor even a desire to be proven so, there's just my version of a story with infinite ways of being told.
I'm free of my own point of view.
at least in the moments of my writing.
~
Peace, Eric
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