Plato argued that the soul was divided into three parts: appetites, courage, reason. His logic for this separation was that these aspects seemed to often clash with one another within one individual. He argued further that since appetites and courage only demanded more and more of their own “good”, they shouldn’t rule: only reason should rule because only reason knows what is going on, and so only reason can be expected to guide the whole towards better outcomes. But what should reason’s guide be? The Form of the Good, which alone Knows what is Truly Good.

The soul in our experience is more complicated than Plato’s division into three fundamental aspects. For example, what is this hurt barfing out of your gut all the time? I wouldn’t call it an “appetite”, more like a temper tantrum or an insane rage at an immediate attack and visceral pain that somehow has remained lodge in your belly for your whole life. Well, maybe that’s a kind of appetite. But if so, appetite’s are too multitudinous and complicated for the concept “appetite” to easily cover.

Reason in our experience seems to also mindlessly lust after its own perceived “goods” (logical completeness and well-foundedness).

We advocate for organizing the whole conscious space around The Form of the Good, aka God, aka Soullight, aka Pure Love, aka the infinitely infinite joyful giving shining through and ultimately being everything. Because if this spiritual Truth exists, then It knows what’s what; if It doesn’t exist, then nothing knows what’s what and all is hopeless conjecture—wild summer storms founded upon the slip-sliding currents of madcap animal hoots and hollers and the frantic tinkering of animal fingers.

We killed two mice yesterday.