What is love? (Baby, don't hurt me...) Sorry... For me, it was about me. Yes, again. When I became capable of loving even the “bad” parts of myself, I became capable of loving those parts in other people too. The freedom I want for myself is the freedom I give to others. Just ask yourself: what really is betrayal? Who is the one who feels betrayed? Maybe you’ll realize that it is a story that feels betrayed. Maybe the real betrayal was a promise about the future that was impossible to make, and yet was still expected to be kept.

@Liam Peterson You are never alone, my friend; you are always with yourself. The real turning point is precisely becoming complete within yourself. When you ask for a "how-to," you might be expecting a step-by-step guide, a manual, a method, or a book... The best method is to have no method at all... It is the practice of discovering your own unique way of navigating life... That is, living, experiencing, questioning, and repeating...Always with love for yourself and for everything that is and isn't.

@Liam Peterson What does being “good” actually mean to you? Something that seems good to you may seem bad to someone else. Something you consider good today may even become something you consider bad tomorrow. So, regardless of the particular duality we are dealing with, good/bad, right/wrong, appearing/not appearing, perhaps there is an earlier question: why does the internal conflict arise in the first place? Is there a way of living in which you can become so internally aligned that, even when conflict appears, you no longer feel the need to create or defend an appearance of yourself? And maybe being “good” deserves to be questioned too. Sometimes, by trying to be good, we may be denying other people the opportunity to face situations that are important for their own growth. Sometimes “being good” can become a very convincing excuse, or even a facade, for avoiding uncomfortable situations ourselves. So what would actually disturb you about being more real and more faithful to what you feel, think, and are? What if a stranger on the street tells you that something you did was “wrong”? What if the same thing is said by the most important person in your life after yourself? And I genuinely hope you are the most important person in your own life. What if nobody says anything at all, but years, days, or even minutes later you remember something you did or someone you were, and suddenly judge that earlier version of yourself? Maybe the question is not whether there is something “bad” behind the good facade. Maybe it is worth asking who needs the facade in the first place, who is judging whatever appears behind it, and what that facade might be protecting you from having to face.

@Liam Peterson Yes, that could be it; we humans are very good at valuing our own stories and going around comparing them to others'... there is no real relationship between humans...there is only a relationship between stories, and only stories suffer, feel offended, compare, desire, and so on.

@Christian Park I've tried to read "The End of All Illusions" but it was not the same... Never is... A great encounter with a great book is like a great encounter with a human being: always amazingly different and unrepeatable.

@Pieter Du plessis The book has a story. You have a story. Some books arrive with a story that collides or intersects with your own at that precise moment in time... In a way that is phenomenal, unique, and unrepeatable... It is impossible to repeat the experience... Indeed, no experience truly repeats itself... the thing is, the mind lies, and in this sense, boredom is a great lie of the mind.