Mind becomes fragmented, an idea here, a belief, a hope there
we become frightened, leery, anxious… and mostly we live and think as fragments
… fragment thinkers
I’ve been attempting to root out all these fragments… lay them out on the table
… get familiar with them … think apart from … be again what I was without them
Then I thought, how would I know a fragment isn’t doing this work? Finding other fragments it didn’t like or need anymore… eliminating the competition
This thing that calls itself me… what is it? The whole me? A whole mind?
… or just another fragment.. The “Me” fragment… my current Identity
seeking something… setting out on another mission… looking for another way?
Okay then… Back to the drawing board