At a subtle level, the reductionist feels a vague aggression towards reality and existence: “Was this all?” You gain a sense of satisfaction, a faint feeling of revenge, from exposing reality for the meaningless, dead piece of indifferent shit that it really is. You pick it apart and see that there is always hardness beneath the softness, selfishness beneath the love, mechanics beneath the wonder, and so forth. The reductionist mind is blind to the greater whole, blind to serving a deeper principle of life. It becomes a cancer: Thinking, thinking, serving small and selfish desires by turning
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