Each and every day, we as individuals on earth perch our own little set of fractured and stained lenses on our noses to begin the day. We all peer out, blinking through the streaming waterfall of tears, completely unaware of the major cracks, smears and distortions of the glasses, and throughout the day, frantically sorting out the images stumbling through to our brain to achieve some sense of stability. Whatever kaleidoscope splintered binge gets into our neural pathways becomes our reality.

And, of course, our burned and ingrained bits of gray matter scream "Of course this is the way! There is no other!" in shrill fright of any other course will cause us to 'die' in some improbable and most certainly very painful emotional way. It takes an incredibly sense of bravery to step out into that void, beyond your own world, to discover that 'their' path/stairs may be just as read and solid as your own. The anticipated pain dissolves as your feet stay on either your pathway, or you make the first tentative step over to the radically-alternated reality, seen 'their' way. But we all remain unalterably fixated on the truth of 'our' way, even as we make condensation for others.

So what is all this high-flaunting-psychobabble worth? For me, it can only serve as a humble reminder that even though I, of course, recognize the 'real' truth, and am the ONLY correct one ( ) to do so ( ), it does not change the other individuals' perception, their reality, their 'truth,' unless they actually put on your reality - your glasses, with their fractures, cracks and colorations.

Unless, of course, you realize there is very much at least one individual with 20/20 vision of what's going on right now, what we are supposed to learn from it, what we are to change in ourselves, how we are supposed to cope with it. And again, it is deliberately giving up OUR view, and accepting Heavenly Father's counsel and advice from his eternal view. Quite suddenly our view can go far beyond the individual petty disagreements, and the love our Father has for ALL of his stumbling, half-blind children comes into focus.

And that's the thing we are supposed to learn here, I think - that's the big lesson - to love each other regardless of what blithering idiots we all are to each other. And you know that I am right!!!....... right? ;-)