Grey

[euthanasia]

Are there greys in life? Why do we create them?
With black and white we must stand. We are pure with the two poles.
It is mixing, what confuses us.
It is easy to describe the Basis of Good.
As the Basis of Evil.
But we are not Good or Evil.
We are not Winners or Losers.
We are not Communists or Capitalist.
Things are more complicated.
We just plainly are.

[ombre-et-flamme]

That's a very interesting question to ask: Why do we create greys?

In some ways it might seem easier if things were all just black and white, but... there are greys. And we just Are.

If we were only one thing or the other, we'd be limited as to how we can define ourselves; and our experience would also be limited. There is so much information in the middle, between the two extremes, that we can draw from to create something new every moment.
Indeed, I don't see how any living thing can exist without greys. For nothing that lives is only One Single Thing.

Life = everything. Yes?