Life is a show: an exhibit for all to see. It satisfies a deep, primal yearning for attention and display. Our lives, and the way we live, are expressions that validate our very existence. Life can be an expression of ultimate vanity, but it can also illuminate the more beautiful aspects of human nature. It is hard to shake the desire for criticism and praise. The challenge lies in cultivating a sense of enough. So often we feel a need for more of something. It’s a lustful desire that propels our species forward: a paradox of life. Rarely is anything enough to suffice. Even those that claim to have found that which satisfies all (e.g., Enlightenment) remain suspicious in our eyes. It’s sad that we doubt so much, but we do. It seems that something in us does not want to believe that claims of Enlightenment are true. We want to hold onto our beliefs that what we chase is a true form of Enlightenment. Is this skepticism what the religious traditions call Satan or Evil? Or is it just an integral part of our spiritual existence? There is an infinite spectrum of human perspectives, but they seem to be all part of the same shared consciousness. A more pragmatic approach to these questions is just to accept the fact that existence means what we want it to mean, and that some perspectives are more distracting and less productive than others.