Most people sincerely believe that our world is flat. Classical dichotomous thinking divides the world into two halves, black and white, good and bad. The world is truth, the real truth is three-dimensional, and the false truth is flat.
What drug addicts call a gray, bleak and terrible reality is the same lost Paradise that has faded against the background of an overdose of illusory pleasures. "Give us more drugs," the addicts cry, " we don't want your squalid reality." The real Paradise is unbearable for drug addicts and sees them as a cesspool of hellish suffering. The problem with drug addicts is that they consider their illusions to be real, being unable to separate reality and cinema, tourism and immigration.
Rudeness is the sharpness of judgments. In fact, this is pride and dichotomous black-and-white thinking, generated by ignorance. The brute is categorical in his judgments, he lacks a color gradient in his thoughts.
What is a drug? "The drug is your only problem, your only source of energy, your only love. Against the background of the drug, everything else is not interesting to you and does not matter ... but it's scary. After all, the world is very dark against the background of the drug. Over time, the drug becomes addictive, the energy ends, and the world is forever plunged into darkness.
Alcoholism leads to the fact that it generates dichotomous thinking, against which the world becomes very gray and unpleasant. Rejection of reality is fear. Chronic fear undermines health and a person begins to slowly rot, further aggravating their plight.
It is white that creates black. The less white there is, the more concentrated it is, and everything else becomes black against it. You should give the white man freedom by letting him go, and by creating an overdose, you will stabilize the system.
The Epiphany is to realize that pain is useful and cannot be rejected. Once I had been in Paradise for a thousand years, I had exhausted all my joy, and my joy turned into a hellish pain. Unable to endure thousands of years of pain, I ran away from Paradise. The point is, I was wrong. If I did not run away from pain, but humbly rejoiced in the night, I would wait for the morning of a new day.
Pride is the greed of big steps and judgments. Dichotomous thinking is big, fast, and contrasting judgments. If a man humbled his greed and judged in the smallest terms, the world would go from black-and-white and vile to colored and joyous. Those who judge with moderate, slow, and small steps realize that there is no boundary between black and white.