Is it that each individual is responsible for his or her own adventure toward fulfillment and every path to it is different?
Do all of us already carry around within us the truest and most valuable of things to uncover and experience: the mystery: reality itself providing our bodies? Are we all shielded from the everything by our identities and the continual use of language?
Why should we take for ourselves all of the time available? Is it rational to think that giving up a small bit of time for our being’s sake would cause us to somehow become subordinate or to disappear?
Should we think of religion or spirituality as always having a maximum membership of one? Is each individual’s body his or her own church and guru whether he or she knows it or not? Are we all, with rare exception, trapped in the same natural predicament no matter what we may think?