Mistaken

 “you decide that you now know all the truth, and that you could not be mistaken” (Emmet Fox)

 When I am upset, it does not occur to me I am mistaken in my array of facts, in my perception and assembly of those, in my analysis of that assembled picture, in the value system I am presently using to construct my plans, in the comparison between the picture and the plan, and in the righteousness of my condemnation.

The whole edifice needs to be de demolished. Better to do so from the foundation than from the crown: rebut the presumption of rightness. When the foundation is detonated, there is nothing on which the edifice can stand.