The Mystical and Concrete

I've come to a rather disturbing understanding of an aspect of myself.

For all my mysticism, I can be very concrete in my thinking at times.

And I wonder why. Where do I get these hardcore ideas and why do I attach so much meaning to them?

And do these ideas become hardcore BECAUSE I'm so attached to them?

Is it that part of me that is so zealot-like? I know I can be that way...having very limited ideas about the world, even if they are high-flight mystical notions that I tend to treasure like Gollum treasures the One Ring.

And then I turn around and gripe about the zealots whose ideas are opposite my own, that I feel are harmful to human freedom and free will on many levels.

To which do I object more: their harmful ideas, or their stubborn, childish hardheadedness that makes it impossible for other ideas to come into their minds and soften their position and thoughts?

I've a gut feeling that it's the stubbornness, the hardheaded attitude that causes the problems. Fear, I am sure, is the root. But there's part of me that says "Surely it is not as simple as that."

But what if it IS as simple as that? And why DO we fear in the first place?

That's another ponderance for another time.