*I want to add a disclaimer before the report on my insight for anyone who disregards this post as a joke or a troll. This is a serious insight I arrived at in wisdom and love. Let us be mature and discuss this without bias or judgement. Read with serious intention please, with the same intention that it is written.*

I was shitting on the toilet after meditating on a chilly November morning. I wiped my ass after the session with satisfaction and wisdom. A common word is used to express the nature of things- dualism, I believe. The profound but incomplete mode of reality by which we categorize and separate. Dualism must keep us safe, I suppose. For why else would we fear these categories if not in spite of a truth yet revealed? Not me though. When we ask for truth, we bridle the fear, accept this fear but not in suffering, we leap into faith, and we are grateful for the change. I asked the universe for an insight and I was rewarded with grandeur. Two worlds, two states. I had looked at others’ private activities- ass wiping, pissing, and jerking off- with disgust. And unfortunately I had elevated my own corresponding activities in a false state; a sort of dissonance. I let out a wet and well earned fart, flushing the massive turd down the hatch.

But then a message. Or an insight? I’m not so sure. All I could feel was a breach of understanding and love! My eyes gleamed when these two maps of resonance conjoined. I had a profound insight- one that would change the way I viewed personal habits and activities forever. Everyone’s shit is the same! These things we do- to elevate your own poop above others- to look at another’s with disgust! How selfish of me… to disregard the truth to the matter. Everyone is connected by our humanity and by extension our life, experience, and least of all, our shit. Like dust to dust, all things must parallel this truth. And truth it is! For everything in the universe is one. I ask you this, my friends. How can you expect to love someone with all their flaws if you don’t love their shit? We are all one and all connected. We are all bags of shit. When it’s not so, shit is what it ought to be. For when we are shit, we are life. Now do me a favor and wipe your ass.