After a scene with my neighbor in which he threatened to kill my dog, I was reminded again, after some inner work about it, that we are all just here to help each other to play this game we play. The stuff and people and situations that seem bad are only that by our own judgment. Same with the good stuff — just a judgment — and we know in the midst of judging something good or bad that the judgment is false. But we ignore that little voice that is saying, “you are just pretending this” and we generally go ahead and act on the pretense. At the end of the day it’s all just cowboys and Indians. What a hoot!