I Was Wrong All Along
“There may be said to be two classes of people in the world; those who constantly divide the people of the world into two classes, and those who do not.”
The game of life has countless species, tribes and actors, mixing and dancing through an infinity of stages(*). Given this complexity, truth is a multi-dimensional riddle that changes its definition and solution from one perspective to another, and from one target to the other.
Technology advances, ethical standards change, cultures collapse, civilizations emerge, species die out and new ones appear. History is written by the winners. A heretic yesterday, a hero today.
And this game of life can be so intoxicating, one can get (almost) hopelessly lost chasing reflections in Indra’s net. But along the way, things happen, and the illusion breaks apart. It is during one such moment when I truly understood and integrated how wrong I was. It was as if living “I know that I know nothing”.