And he said unto them, Ye will surely say unto me this proverb, Physician, heal thyself: whatsoever we have heard done in Capernaum, do also here in thy country.--Jesus Christ, Luke 4:23, The Bible
And so entropy takes over again and I find everything once again breaking down into chaos. The source? Myself, a doctor. A doctor who cannot cure his own disease.
Not a doctor, but really a diplomat. I'm one of those people who always tries to see all the various sides of the story. I'm an altruist at heart. Everyone has a piece of the puzzle.
This becomes problematic for someone who also believes in absolute truth. What I find is myself becoming 2 conflicting qualities at once:
1) Wanting to love, to have pity on those around me, by adopting their perspective as my own
2) Wanting to affirm the absolute truth of the situation
The thing is: There is an absolute truth about everything. EveryTHING. However, not everyone is conscious of the absolute truth. THIS is where relativity comes in. Our level of consciousness.
I am sitting in my chair right now. I am moving at 1,000 miles per hour. These are both true statements.
If extraterrestrials existed (which they do not) and had high-powered earth-viewing lenses to view me in my chair right now, they would agree with both of these statements. They see me sitting in the chair, so obviously that is true. But they also can see and measure the movement of the earth's rotation around its axis. That speed of rotation is approximately 1,000 mph, making me in my chair, relative to the space surrounding earth, move at 1,000 mph.
I am no extraterrestrial. Therefore, I can affirm the first statement, that I sit in my chair. Apart from having taken a science course, being a bookworm, or having done a Google search for "speed of earth's rotation", I have no knowledge that I am rotating with the earth at 1,000 mph. This has entirely to do with my level of consciousness. My level of consciousness is in fact my own personal reality. It does not, however, change the absolute truth that is viewable from theoretical beings or forces in concentric outer layers of the universe.
For me to agree with absolute truths that I discover, I necessarily have to disagree with people for whom these truths are out of their level of consciousness. These people may be (and often are, of late) people I love dearly and hate
terribly to have tension with.
So I am faced with a choice: the mission or the man? But what about when the mission
is the man? I'm supposed to show the world salvation, even if it requires disagreeing with the man. But the purpose, indeed, of salvation is save the man with whom I am disagreeing.
Entropy, entropy entropy. Salvation<-->Disagreement<-->Man. And so we have this unholy triangle. Not a love triangle, as had our famed Arthurian legendaries. A "Hate Triangle" of these three, Salvation and its objective man, which are sharing their relationship with damned Disagreement.
The extreme level of this is seen in Jesus Christ saying that "If any man come to me, and hate not his father, and mother, and wife, and children, and brethren, and sisters, yea, and his own life also, he cannot be my disciple" (Luke 14:26).
And this is when a concern for others turns me inward, to introspection, to solitude. If I compromise what I know to be true, I have lost the very element other people respect in me. Do not call me selfish for, for I cannot effectively be who you need if I have lost who I am.
A rock band who refuses to take risks while maturing their sound has already lost the vibe that garnered fans in the first place.