We all have it in us. Especially when we are young, but many ”adults” are completely unaware of it as well. We entrust our bad conscience to others, to escape it and to be able to continue to be guided without restrictions by our impulses, and let others alleviate it for us by carrying some of it. In this way, we believe like children that we are free from the responsibility of our guilt and that we can avoid making the sacrifices of our spontaneity that we sometimes have to make for reasons that are sometimes moral, and others that are about not pretending that we can negotiate away our conscience through others for them to carry what we do not want to carry ourselves of the impulses and impressions that question them. We have all done it and then sometimes prefer to instead emphasize our innocence and live in naive freedom of responsibility through our still childishly undeveloped impulsiveness, in contrast to the self-observing spontaneity of the more adult personality that is carried and expressed without a guilty conscience by the individual person himself in relation to others. It is our remorse, the ugly side of our conscience that we try to negotiate away in order to live in innocent faith, free from suffering, and imagine that we are all good and, like children, incapable of doing others a disservice and harming them. By rationalizing away our psychological self-reflection. But as long as we maintain this fear, nothing changes. We and our closest “conscience friends” continue in childish ignorance to do as we have always done and learned to treat others. Without understanding why we experience anxiety or feel bad about ourselves. I mean this to be recognized in the sense of an awakening, but not something to be confused with a feeling of inadequacy that arises when we try to go beyond the experiential limits of our personality, but as an inner liberation from a conditioned relationship to a convenient sense of a naive psychic reality.