A thought: Life is difficult.
A thought: Our humanity opens us to deep pain and sorrow.
A thought: These thoughts are engaging. Perhaps I could build a narrative on this. Open scene.
A thought: Trying to be compassionate, I still cause deep harm to others. And then I feel the suffering of my awareness of that.
A thought: Organizing life into narratives makes it seem less chaotic, random and difficult.
Thoughts: But thinking this now, is certainly sub-optimal. I am a monster? Are we all monsters?
Can we be anything else? … it slides off into a random chaotic jumble.