The good seed is always concerned about his duality. He wants to resolve the mystery of why he is always observing himself. He wants to know why he feels like two people. He is bothered by his lower animal self and never stops examining it.

The bad seed, on the other hand, is bothered by his higher spiritual Self and wages war against Him continuously. In each delicate moment, our Higher Consciousness tries to convey a message. It does this throughout our entire lives, but more and more severely.

Once upon a time, we stood at the very genesis of discovery: at a place (in the Son) where it would have been easy to interpret the meaning of self-consciousness in terms of original sin.

As beautiful youths, guided by the right kind of parents and friends, we could have found peace in ourselves; matured to master and then transcend our fleshly beings.

Alas! We find ourselves becoming more like our wretched forebears, groveling in the troughs of desire. And now, little eyes look at us with the same embarrassing curiosity we once enjoyed.

Married, you settle down to become the archetypal parent: overstuffed, oversexed or undersexed, and thoroughly wretched. Through an ego-need to find emotional security for your sensual, fallen nature, you fall ever lower, from one sensual experience to another.

"You have never been happy, because happiness was based on making yourself more miserable."

You have never been happy, because happiness was based on making yourself more miserable. You worked so hard at what you accepted as right that never once did you stop to examine your actions.

You are an embarrassment to your little ones, but you make them feel as if something is wrong with them! They want you to be more like a god to them rather than the sensual swine that sired them.

They need you to lead them to the way of life and immortality; instead, they overhear you in bed making silly ego-building patter.

They observe your oafishness at the dinner table; they are forced to inhale the sickly smell of perfume and deodorant used to cover the stench of “growing up” into decay.

And when you finally make them doubt themselves, they join you. So your anxiety is relieved, but your actual guilt over what you have done is increased.