Banana Face!

I believe that the very act of believing in something causes us to distance ourselves from that thing, thus a duality is created: oneself and the thing in which one believes. Now since we all know that in order to fully understand a thing one must be that thing - walk a mile in its shoes so to speak. It seems obvious that the state of believing in something inevitably causes us to not truly understand that thing in which we believe. This non-comprehension leads to all sorts of difficulties. "I believe in love" has a better than even chance of leading to divorce, while "I believe in God" seems to end in variations on the Spanish Inquisition. But - and it's a big but - if one were to love, one couldn't help but be affectionate and caring towards oneself and others. If one were God, one would act towards all beings and all things as if they were one's own creations. And that, my friends, is the secret to life.
Of course the secret could be more like watching a fire ant trying to consume an elephant while a tiny Mongolian midget sits atop the pachyderm scatting mindlessly as a parakeet flies around his oversized three feet tall alabaster top hat.
We have to keep an open mind.