How can we possibly keep the left hand from knowing what the right hand is doing? It’s not about selflessness, as much as it’s about being the self we were gifted to be.
Are we made up of body and soul? Or are we “just” bodies? I am holding out hope that the question is moot.
Recognizing the subjectivity of my personal perspective doesn’t kill objectivity. It may just need a little resuscitation.
Human genius is not the ability to imagine the untrue, but rather our ability to insist on logic without being restrained by it.