Did I do something wrong?
I seriously doubt that there is a single person on the face of the planet who’s human ego would say that murder isn’t “wrong”.
That, of course, once again begs the question, “what does ‘wrong’ mean?”
I just killed you, remember? Your ego says that is bad, wrong, immoral, heinous, whatever (and so does mine, by the way). So what about if I go out and do the same to a cow?
Ohhhh, that’s “fine”, it’s for food…and a being not of my same species. What about when wolves attack and kill members of other packs?
“Hey, it’s the circle of life and all about survival of the fittest in nature”, you might say.
Ok, what if I kill a wolf?
Sarah Palin may say that’s fine (and offer me the bounty of $150 for a severed foreleg), but would you?
What if it were a domesticated dog?
All of the sudden it’s animal cruelty.
See how we make erroneous judgments?
Do you feel that it’s a possibility that there is no right and wrong? What if everything just plain IS. Nothing is inherently good or bad. Hard to imagine isn’t it?
What if everyone and everything are just different manifestations of what I’ve recently come to call “All”?
None are “bad” or “good” as those concepts do not exist in All.
What does that mean for the murderer, or the rapist, or the likes of Hitler?
Perfect representations of All.
Maybe they were mixed up in their human ego, but does that change who and what THEY are?
Ooo, that feels weird to consider doesn’t it? It does to me….to my ego.
Ironically, one must view themselves as separate–or, being completely disconnected from–another person or thing in order to pass a judgment on it/them.
The greatest lie of all man kind, in my current opinion, is the very concept of separation.