Striking a match in the darkness
Since August 2011 I have been considering the question “who am I?” I have sometimes thought I have the answer; even now I ponder the question despite having “an answer” One thing is sure, I am not who I thought I was and neither is the world nor my fellow brothers & sisters I share it with. I have learnt that almost all of us lie to ourselves, most spend their whole lives living "there" from Birth until death, from doorway to doorway sincerely believing the lies that we tell ourselves, over and over again, so much so that anything else seems impossible to us, welcome to Ego (SIN) Let me tell you a story about a frog called Mark. This particular frog was born in a deep well. He lived with lots of other frogs, some happy, some grumpy, some old, some young, some wealthy and some poor, all going about doing what frogs do. Mark was not a particularly bright frog, He had lived in the well for a year or so, (frog years and human years are very different) Mark often wondere...