My own advice

Sometimes, I wonder about the immeasurable difficulty of following it. Surely, it is a curious thing to be pondered at 2 AM; why, despite numerous "omg so correct" moralities, philosophies, and indoctrinations that shape my world-view and direct my actions (for the most part), there is not a single platinum moral rule of my own which I do not violate; there exists not a single jot of my own law to which I can flawlessly abide by.

It is a curious thing, do you not think so?

And it's not just myself; it's true of all of humanity. One can never remain perfectly faithful to one's own rules in whatever the circumstances; whether one be a raging, smoking, militant evolutionary atheist or an all-renouncing, all-embracing, ascetic transcendental theist; whether one's rule be "I will never use an exclamation mark!" or "I will bear in my heart no hateful thought"; whether one grew up in McFat America or sub-Saharan Africa; whether one be a white-supremacist or a tree-hugging hippie; the fact is that you probably entertained the thought about God -- or if you'd like, that omniscient Force which governs the universe -- at least once in your lifetime. I bet even the castrated Origen passed that which was not to pass in his mind. No teenage girl has practised and attained a perfect diet; no hippie has loved all sentient beings. Maybe you were even there when Jesus preached that sermon on the mount, wondering and despairing in your own effort to bear no hateful thought towards the atrocious Herodians and oppressive Romans.

And of course; no sentence is complete without an exclamation mark!

... but maybe the members of KKK really does not have any African-American friends.

But in all seriousness, it is simply mind-boggling to realize our inability to meet our own criteria about ourselves -- and the world. This inherent changeability and imperfection in us -- whether one calls it an evolutionary defect or more generally, a sin, it matters little. We press on, not without hypocritical criticisms of those who do not agree with or cannot meet our criteria and endless assertions of this faultless, inerrable morality of ours. Hence hatred begets quarrels; enmity mothers strife; and struggles propagate war. Hence there arises this unfortunate cycle of injured persons injuring one another.

Given our inability to discern the perfect right and the perfect wrong in every situation -- let alone execute them in the physical mediums in which we live -- I disappointedly come to the conclusion that, the humanity cannot possibly rescue itself from its own series of unfortunate events.

Reckoning this fact that human understanding cannot better human understanding; that human nature cannot rescue human nature, I cannot help but think that the rescue must lie beyond one's reason, emotions, or even spirituality and one's reliance upon all these things -- outside oneself. It is only when we discard our own belief in the infallibility of Reason, when we discard our fondest feelings and ambitions, when we discard our own tenets in self-made religion, when we come to the end of ourselves and prostrate fall to the lordship of Jesus of Nazareth; only then can we truly grasp both the answer and the rescue -- to have peace of mind and delight in loving God and our neighbor. This is the essence of Christianity.

(P.S. That was my Thomas Huxley version of the gospel. Still need to work on the absurdly excessive amounts of irritating commas and indecipherable vocabulary words.)