Why does the future of the planet look the way it looks? Bad…

I am reading an amazing AND disturbing book. Again.

I have been heeding the words of my teacher, Robert S. Hartman, that to fight evil, you need to know evil, intimately. Be able to recognize it everywhere… in yourself and in others.

Like yourself, I prefer to look at pretty, beautiful, harmonious, happy… But if you want to tell the truth, there is not much of that, at least where humans are involved.

Even the best actions a human makes is all about them… all about desire to receive for the self alone. Their reputation, their station in the world, them feeling good about themselves at the expense of another.

I also can’t avoid feeling it… I am an empath. No matter where I go, no matter where I look, some horrid inner turmoil of some person, wholly unrelated to what I am doing, is taking over my body. Ugh.

Desire to receive for the self alone feels like a turmoil, a rift between your two selves.

There are the people to whom I have to connect, my clients and my students.

You are not pretty inside.

The book, Stanislaw Lem’s, is the chronicles of a 25th, maybe 27th Century man, I. Tichy… who visits planets, who time-travels, and chronicles.