At all costs try to avoid granting yourself the status of the victim. Of all the parts of your body, be most vigilant over your index finger, for it is blame-thirsty. A pointed finger is a victim’s logo — the opposite of the V-sign and a synonym for surrender. No matter how abominable your condition may be, try not to blame anything or anybody: history, the state, superiors, race, parents, the phase of the moon, childhood, toilet training, etc. The menu is vast and tedious, and this vastness and tedium alone should be offensive enough to set one’s intelligence against choosing from it. The moment that you place blame somewhere, you undermine your resolve to change anything; it could be argued even that that blame-thirsty finger oscillates as wildly as it does because the resolve was never great enough in the first place.
like “Drive all blames into one” – which are very much like “The Proverbs of Hell” – “Drive all blames into one” – Everybody know that one? Anybody? Can anybody figure that one out? What *one *do you drive all blames into? – A ball, you know? – drive it into your mama? drive it into the moon? There’s only one place.. there’s only one “one” you can drive all blames and that’s to one’s own territory, one’s own “one”. It’s the only place where you could actually drive them all and collect them all. Otherwise try to give it to someone else, they’ll refuse it.
This slogan is quite radical. Instead of blaming others, you blame yourself. Even if it is not your fault, you take the blame. It is important to distinguish this practice from neurotic self-blaming or the regretful fixation on your own mistakes and how much you at fault. It also does not imply that you should not point out wrongdoing or blow the whistle on corruption. Instead, as you go about your life, you simply notice the urge to blame others and you reverse it.