There's this thing called cognitive consistency. It's the need to eliminate what we feel doesn't belong in what we recognize, to keep things safe. It's why horror movies cause irrational but emotionally satisfying screams, even in big manly men who grunt and destroy things. We're continually trying to make sense of what's going on around us, and to take control of it in some feeble way to help ourselves deal with the junk. I'd call the control artificial, as we basically convince ourselves of what we want to see regardless of how things really are. There's a lot of blocking out of things undesired, things to be ignored; like closing the doors as you walk through your house until you've got a windowless corner room to function in.
How can you know you're living full unless you've let it all go at one point? Or conversely, how and when do you remind yourself that "hey, I didn't used to be stuck in this room and I'm totally gonna go chill out on the hammock that I'm pretty sure is still in the back yard?"
Our heads are far too small and dense a place to build an adequate world within; less living inside it, more using it to look outside.
Luke 6:27
"But I tell you who hear me: Love your enemies, do good to those who hate you, bless those who curse you, pray for those who mistreat you."
Here's to knocking that default cognitive consistency off track. And everyone knows fun-sized snacks leave something to be desired.
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