Ego is a drug, is an addiction. It --we use it-- validates and magnifies our Fear. Love and Fear cannot exist in the same place at the same time. And all our choices come down to that dichotomy: Love or Fear. From which spring do we choose to drink? For the great majority of us, Ego is a deeply ingrained habituation, which we are all infinitely stronger than, but its imprint upon us from the start, its intrusion and stealth, makes it like the river for a fish or the forest for a tree. Inextricably interwoven. A package deal. But thats simply untrue. Days old, an elephant is chained by the leg to a log it cannot drag. As the elephant grows, only the size of the shackle must grow with it. the log need never change. the creature believes it is immovable, implacable, ultimate. The weight of the log is an illusion now, maintained faithfully by the creature itself.
and only one step forward would set it free.