Stuck in the Mud Nowhere to go From the Light … Into the darkness … How we take our selves offline. So then … imagine. Imagine a super-muddy mud puddle. And then crawling in and rolling around in the mud. Loading up your clothes with mud. And then laying in the sun and letting it all dry. Crusty muddy clothes. Now imagine getting bigger clothes and putting them on over your already muddy clothes. And going right back into the mud. Imagine doing this for many iterations. Where you have so many layers of clothes on, all loaded up with mud. And then lying in the sun until it all dries up and is rigid and stiff. There you are, lying on the ground, perhaps stuck. Stuck in the mud. Not having the strength to move. Not even a budge. This is a metaphor for karma. How many people on…