When things are baffling they usually don't unbaffle themselves.There's just, you know, a certain amount of baffling stuff that always, like, really baffles you, and I've found that it's best to accept bafflement whenever it comes along, and then move on.
... For he will know that behind all religions there is only one Truth, and the revelation of this truth through their different myths and symbols brings harmony instead of discord. This clarification will only be resisted by those who want to obscure the original teaching in order to assure their own control over the minds and consciences of men.
The difficulty of the present age is caused by the confused variety of beliefs and opinions. The restlessness of our daily life, and the falsity of conventional artificial standards in morality and aesthetics, have corrupted our vision, until it seems that nothing short of catastrophe can arouse us to a truer awareness. We confuse the discernment of reality with our personal opinion, and intellectual judgment with recognition of truth.
Isha De Lubicz
Source: Opening of the Way: A Practical Guide to the Wisdom of Ancient Egypt, Pages: 7
Realize now that when your heart breaks you have to fight like hell to make sure you are still alive… because you are, and that pain you feel is life. The confusion and fear? That is there to remind you that somewhere out there is something better, and that something is worth fighting for.
the world is not respectable; it is mortal, tormented, confused, deluded forever; but it is shot through with beauty, with love, with glints of courage and laughter; and in these, the spirit blooms...
"'Confusion is the last stop on the way to clarity,' he told me. 'The part of your mind that thinks it knows it all is butting up against a bigger idea. It's only a matter of time until the smaller thought gives way to the greater. Don't fight it. Just try to enjoy the ride.'"
Alan Cohen
Source: Mr Everit's Secret: What I Learned from the World's Richest Man, Pages: 15
I couldn't forgive him or like him, but I saw that what he had done was, to him, entirely justified. It was all very careless and confused. They were careless people, Tom and Daisy—they smashed up things and creatures and then retreated back into their money or their vast carelessness, or whatever it was that kept them together, and let other people clean up the mess they had made...