Once we realize that imperfect understanding is the human condition, there is no shame in being wrong, only in failing to correct our mistakes.

On the abstract level, I have turned the belief in my own fallibility into the cornerstone of an elaborate philosophy. On a personal level, I am a very critical person who looks for defects in myself as well as in others. But, being so critical, I am also quite forgiving. I couldn't recognize my mistakes if I couldn't forgive myself. To others, being wrong is a source of shame; to me, recognizing my mistakes is a source of pride.

Being right or wrong does it really matters ?

We can never be away of ll thing

Choices and opinions are hallmarks of energies.

The Illusion of ego lies in traces of our habits

Simple words cannot define the human condition

Language is grounded in shared experience

We all strive for meaning, our experience of reality depends on it

However meaning is never complete.

Follow your paths, ways, do you really have a choice ?

Sustainability: treating the world as if we planned to stay.