The Perils of Dogma
By Jeff Mincey on January 23, 2010
Today I find myself thinking of all the division in the world. We humans have an inexhaustible capacity to focus on what separates us rather than on what brings us together. Whether it's over religion, ethnicity, nationality, race, gender, sexual orientation, or any of the innumerable other ways we classify each other, this feature of human nature breeds only fear, suspicion, discord, conflict, and war.
It's not that I would want to whitewash our differences. To the contrary, I actually see them as a source of richness. But even after many millennia, the echoes of our distant anthropology still by and large lead us to see our differences as a threat.
How can we can overcome this at long last?
When I raise this question with others, invariably they cite a particular belief system which they hold as right and true, a path we all would do well to follow. It's a sad irony that the very thing which gives rise to separation among people is what we prescribe most often as its solution.
After so many years of searching for the "right path," I have come to see the choice of a belief system itself as the problem — that is to say, any belief system.

I was reflecting on life, how time passes and we feel we need to constantly be filling it with something because if we don’t, we’re “wasting” time. When I stop and really think about that theory it seems utterly absurd. If you look through the lens of quantum physics you could say time is unquantifiable, it can’t be compartmentalized, measured by any means, because essentially it is elusive. Really what is time? It isn’t dense, it isn’t matter, nor does it have form. It isn’t even really energy. 
