Thought

The Life of Thought, lives within the artificial line of demarcation between polar opposites - good/evil, true/false, this/that.



That's right, all thought - though it constantly and continually makes reference to the terms defining the opposite poles - never even gets close, touches, or goes beyond, the barriers of its own making/thinking.



That's right, and when a person is asked to say whether some action or event is good or evil, right or wrong, he can readily do so, BUT, if asked to say where the actual line of demarcation IS that makes the good go bad, or the right go wrong, he can't even begin to do so.



That's right, everyone KNOWS what's right and wrong, true and false. But, NO ONE knows what the dividing line is, in themselves or others.



This is a monstrous paradox and no one realizes it. Their thought only exists because of the artifical walls, and they only exist because of the artifical line of demarcation.



This twilight zone of unreality is at the absolute center and core of all reality.



To summarize for the dwellers of thought elucidated above: People box themselves into a prison of their own making, actually constructing and maintaining the walls of their own private cell.



People can see the walls, but can't see outside the walls. People live IN THE WALLS.