Dichotomies (e.g. heaven and hell)

I’m a frequenter of this intellectual Q&A site called Quora and a favourite writer on there is called Dushka Zapata.

She is amazing. She writes the most profound explanations of life.

Here is an excerpt from an answer she wrote for: Why are people so full of contradictions?

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– Dichotomies are bad for you.

Here is why:

By giving in to either/or, you force yourself to choose.

Choice implies sacrificing what you didn’t choose.

Why would you do that when you don’t have to?

(And here is my favourite part.)

What if life is meaningful and meaningless, complex and simple, unfair and beautiful?

What if I told you death, dark and devastating, is replete with light?

(I see that here, in this community.)

What if I tried to explain that I feel both empty and fulfilled, a mix of apathy and raging motivation that doesn’t let me sleep; heartbroken beyond repair, alive?

What if I declared (and I do), that I am logical and pragmatic and believe in things I know aren’t true?

Why wouldn’t we resist fracturing the world in antonyms, resolve to instead to have it all, rather than insisting we must decide, one or the other?

The second problem with dichotomies is that they are not real. Put simply, if we assume dichotomies where there aren’t any, force ourselves to see the world as it is not.

I know this might be uncomfortable, but everything exists at once.

And in exchange for accepting to live in this discomfort, we can have it all.

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Typing her words out for you to see… it brings a whole lump to my throat and something like tears wants to rise into my eyes. Such depth and such wisdom and such fullness of life are embodied in her words. I am inspired.

A great writer brings something profound, that you already know deep down, and paints it in its full glory, only to let your own surrounding reality dwarf that revelation in its full amazing significance.

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This morning I woke up as the blue tinged rays of light lighted up the walls. It was a welcome change from black.

The earth welcomed me as I stepped outside.

It was those moments when you think “oh my god life is beautiful it is so stunning who designed this I see living beauty in every single last detail in nature. LIFE IS WORTH LIVING AND I LIVE FOR THIS.”

The photos on the top were all taken today.

Then the dark curtains of night fell as the sun sank away with a cruel wink. And I found myself sitting in front of the computer,

adding more diphenhydramine to my online basket.

Hey TheLastSnorlax, if you have come this far, I may as well ask you on what methods actually work without being excruciating.