Binge: (n) a short period devoted to indulging in an activity to excess
Until guilt learns how to work in harmony with willpower, we will all feel like marionettes dangling from strings.
It doesn’t matter what your vice may be, although I must admit, some vices are allowed to be more visible than others. A fetish for hot fudge sundaes with extra bananas and cream can be touted much more than a preference for keeping company with little girls.
Yet deep inside every human being is some nagging piece of indulgence which always shows up on the days when our willpower has taken sick leave.
Thus the binge.
Even if guilt and willpower wrestled to a tie in our lives, we would have a fighting chance to control our inclinations or at least channel them in more productive directions. But because willpower and guilt are both affiliated with self-pity, we are never able to control our safari into the jungle of excess. Self-pity tells us that we are being cheated, but also that we are too weak to resist.
So we would seem to be at the mercy of the gluttony of our flesh.
There are those who overcome this by using some sort of rigid mental karma, but I don’t know how they ever reach that point.
‘Tis is the great mystery of this journey.
I think it’s probably one of the first things we’ll learn after passing on to a new world of understanding.
We will arrive in the heaven of our dreams, to discover that the secret of overcoming our binges was …