Forer’s definitely onto something. Most people have gaps where they walk into a room and can’t remember why, then try and trace it back. (Ah yes, my car keys!) I once had a strange one that involved forgetting who I was, which for a few microseconds caused frantic reassembling of identity. (OMG! A Construct!) Not a huge breakthrough, but it certainly provoked reflection. Link that panic with a flock of birds fleeing when you go out to fill the feeder, and you have his argument in a nutshell — kneejerk survival instinct tied to self/other dualism. Fortunately we’re not bird-brained, or so one would hope. UNfortunately, his insights require a much more succinct vehicle to transmit effectively. Even “know thyself” draws a blank for most. What to do?