Artisans

If we can never find the truth why do we desire it?

Because the thought of this existence truly being without purpose, without an underlying truth, is deeply frightening to us

So we are back to fear, specifically the avoidance of it. Hypothetical question: How would we be right now this minute if we had no fear? What would we do, how would we act?

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Yes I like your plumbing analogy a lot. That's what we do, we're artisans. I used to think artisans were painters, I once saw the sign "artisans entrance" above a back door into the clubhouse at a golfing club and wondered what it meant and why it was there.