This is the truth.
Hidden in plain sight.
Know thyself.
We were made in the image of God after all.
Not only fiction, but also fiction. Biology and fiction.
Not basically a "bad" thing to repent from. An essential anthropological truth to face.
We can change our fiction to an extent but we can't escape it.
A friend told me that Jacques Derrida used to ask people he met: "What is your novel about?"
Not exactly a new idea, but one that has seldom been taken seriously so far, and might change a lot of things, from education to politics, when it is. Because I think it will.
Discuss. Or don't.