Felan
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I learned I was INTP long ago, confessedly with mixed feelings. So much easier knowing I was different, perhaps even alien. The idea enraptured me as a child and I privately wondered how the aliens altered the unborn child that was to become me. I nursed a hope that they wouldn't leave me on this planet of confounding humans forever! With the realization that I was human and that there were others who were similar, the alien in me withered away like dust carried on solar winds.
Curse you Kiersey for explaining too well the INTP! Still Please Understand Me II did help me deal with the intellectually clumsy humans a bit better. Perhaps he was actually an alien pretending to be human to help coach other aliens into being content with just being human!?! Hmm, that seems just a bit too improbable (note to self - have the beginnings of a marketable script for Hollywood).
Perhaps a remanent of thinking myself alien, is the vexing frustration of lacking the power to equal my imagination. Its not that I want to rule over man, but rather I delight in urging humanity toward the less extreme mantras. The more people go in one direction of demanding something, the more others go in the opposite direction. The folks in the middle just get showered in spittle and frustrated by the intractable.
Not quite as intractable but far more sinister is my ancient enemy, self-doubt. I bear many scars from the battles waged between that titan and I. I've found I can trickster it away for some respite with false pretenses to self-confidence and empty egotism. But it is never fooled for long, creeping about the shadows and delighting in unexpected pounces! Damn you self-doubt!! I will crush you eventually!
*blinks several times* Urm, I may have gotten carried away ... so hello everyone!
Curse you Kiersey for explaining too well the INTP! Still Please Understand Me II did help me deal with the intellectually clumsy humans a bit better. Perhaps he was actually an alien pretending to be human to help coach other aliens into being content with just being human!?! Hmm, that seems just a bit too improbable (note to self - have the beginnings of a marketable script for Hollywood).
Perhaps a remanent of thinking myself alien, is the vexing frustration of lacking the power to equal my imagination. Its not that I want to rule over man, but rather I delight in urging humanity toward the less extreme mantras. The more people go in one direction of demanding something, the more others go in the opposite direction. The folks in the middle just get showered in spittle and frustrated by the intractable.
Not quite as intractable but far more sinister is my ancient enemy, self-doubt. I bear many scars from the battles waged between that titan and I. I've found I can trickster it away for some respite with false pretenses to self-confidence and empty egotism. But it is never fooled for long, creeping about the shadows and delighting in unexpected pounces! Damn you self-doubt!! I will crush you eventually!
*blinks several times* Urm, I may have gotten carried away ... so hello everyone!