Back to the bad man on the movie screen. He's hurting a puppy. It's something I don't like.

The seed of ignorance triggers misunderstanding me and things, which triggers immediate blindness, which allows my mind to pose the following moral quandary:

Do I run up to the screen and hit the bad man? Or do I run up to the screen and try to talk him out of his violence peacefully?

Get it. It's not that one of these methods, as they stand, would work better than the other. My crazy mind has lured me into choosing between two false opposites. The point is that neither approach will work, because neither approach could ever work. That man's not the man!

If we don't like what we're seeing—and in fact it is something unpleasant—we obviously have to go up to the booth where the movie projector is and change something there. It's an infinitely more subtle approach, but we don't really have any choice. If we want to stop pain, we have to stop the seeds.

And this is done in the mind, in deep meditation, beginning with the seeds that cause the Great Mistake.