Rebis
Blessed are the hearts that can bend
I think I've had a tumultuous life, I'm sure no different than others. However, what I do know is my personality identity has fluctuated far more than any other person I've seen, I would say this is distinct from mania where you have cycles between depression and euphoria.
Currently my peers were getting ready for our formal, I didn't have the privilege of getting a ticket and didn't feel like going to the after-party, though looking at it now I'd probably meet quite a few people in my class, but that involves alcohol which isn't happening.
I feel lonely, deeply lonely and empty. I don't think I ever crafted a concrete identity for myself: sure, people change but my change seems to be vastly radical: As a kid I was considered very emotional and sensitive, my mum suggested I should be a nurse/doctor. As I got older, I started playing video games and hanging around with people who played football. I played Gaelic (Irish sport) for a while and quit because I had this tendency to distance myself.
Even at the age of 7-8 I remember I would usually sit within 15-20 metres of my school-group. I'd have friends come over and ask for me to sit with them, sometimes I would but sometimes I wouldn't. I would go around a lot of people too, pick people I wanted to talk to on the day. I didn't stay in my lane, so to speak. I'd hang around with hooligans, a group of girls and gays, gamers
In high-school this was also the same, but with more people: Nerds, gamers, top-school performers, national athletes, so-called "emos" or edgy teens, The gossip group that smoked fegs all the time, people that played football all the time, groups of foreign people, metalheads; so on so forth. I jumped from all of these distinct groups of people on rotation, I wouldn't attribute it to a development cycle where one precedes the next. These were rotational.
I had a few online relationships one was mildly successful but I had built up such a persona that when i met them the disparity between my behaviour was night and day. An online persona I could fabricate; I was so analytical during this time, I'd call myself a social manipulator really: I'd remember everyone's posts, the date they posted it, the pictures they uploaded with a flawless memory, the timeline/sequence of their development, mapping out what stage of life they were at, understanding their humour, relationships, behaviour, intelligence all from a computer screen. They would tell me about stories they had and I'd already have known what happened through a facebook video they uploaded six years ago. During this time, practically everyone I had met I had already studied their life and put pieces together from other people's profiles/posts and friends.
Along with this I was getting involved with the online community of scene-kids, inept autists, ego-ridden teens,I'd start to build up this vast network which was fundamentally "This person learnt this word/argument/phrase from this person" kind of creating a hierarchy of knowledge in this community. I'd know so much about them while remaining anonymous. When we'd chat years later most of their "fame" would be known to me.
I went through various A levels, all with their own culture: Politics students, sociology, biology, chemistry, maths squad, Economics, business , philosophy. ACCOUNTING, for 2 months.
And then hanging around with groups of English/artsy people, fashion students, woke psychologists "basically it's sex", christians, heavy socialists, people that went broke going to gigs every week. It's just so much fucking people, concepts and groups I've been a part of and now it's more than ever prominent: I talk to such an array of groups that I have no group identity.
I never cultivated an identity to fit into a group function. I am constantly recreating myself that I haven't stuck around a group in an intimate way and really absorbed their culture: They're in solidarity with another, they're forming long and deep bonds with each other. It's more than friendships, it's inhabiting a group identity, forming their own "culture" themselves. And to that I am absent of. With many of these groups I go out to meet-ups and such but I never place myself in a state of permanence. I'm always in this position where people value me, I am thought of somewhat highly given that I'm invited to exclusive events without being part of their group, but I never become part of something other than myself. I am my own man, but a man without solidifying himself in a culture, a means of living. But through becoming your own man you become independent, you become lonely, self-determining; all that which is the self. You are **only** yourself.
I have, in a way, rejected invitations to any group that welcomed me. They have became social, I have became asocial. They have invited me to build a world with them, a collective pursuit and I have rejected this. They have shared their traits with each other: They have helped each other to deal with emotions, stress, ambition, school-work, money, transportation, so on and so forth. I have internalised the vast amount of my existence to others. And to that, I'm starting to think the issue is that becoming independence is really an ambition of omniscience; to encompass all, to burden none, to be divinely infallible. To differentiate yourself from what makes us human; co-operation. I firmly believe most conversations are predicated on an exchange; an exchange of wisdom, psychological phenomena a person possesses, a curiosity driving self-improvement, necessity for a skill they do not own. Mutual aid, the great basis of species at large. If you become independent what I think is actually happening is you lose a sense of your self because all that which usually inhabits the world you have taken into yourself, so you have became the world and the totality of all things, while the self pertains to a spatial region in the world. Your sense of self is lost because there is less markets to compare to. You are not the nodes of a nexus but the diagram itself. Thus, you lose the relevancy of your self if you look too far into yourself, and you lose it if you become too integral to group functionality. It seems that the phrase "Balance is key", will exist long into the future.
It's lonely, and I can only see myself following this path into irreletable oblivion. I've had people mention that someone seen me, they had matched with me on tinder, yada yada: A lot of people mentioning me in 3rd person when I come off as cold, distant and non-communicative when I'm by myself. So to project an aura where so much people know who I am is baffling sometimes. I feel like a "lost" king. Perhaps the king that never took his crown, or the king of atlantis where the inhabitants number a total of : 1.
Like the original parable of human's creating by Prometheus where each model-human consisted of 2 faces, 4 arms and 4 legs: The anatomy of the proto-human before splitting in two, they had two faces on the same body. This is a metaphor for this type of unity: We can decide to explore our whole unbridled self down to the last atom in our bodies forming a complete independence of the world through unity, or we can allow ourselves to manifest our other half in people that exist independently of us. How can there be room for others if I have already unified myself? If the "self" is an object and that object is full (whole), there is no way in which another person can occupy your wholly filled "self", thus you will not find meaning from the external world through reclusion. If you want to find meaning in talking to others, you must deunionize all the behaviours in the world from your self, or at the least you must not strive to become independent from the world if you want to be part of it. You're either in or out.
Currently my peers were getting ready for our formal, I didn't have the privilege of getting a ticket and didn't feel like going to the after-party, though looking at it now I'd probably meet quite a few people in my class, but that involves alcohol which isn't happening.
I feel lonely, deeply lonely and empty. I don't think I ever crafted a concrete identity for myself: sure, people change but my change seems to be vastly radical: As a kid I was considered very emotional and sensitive, my mum suggested I should be a nurse/doctor. As I got older, I started playing video games and hanging around with people who played football. I played Gaelic (Irish sport) for a while and quit because I had this tendency to distance myself.
Even at the age of 7-8 I remember I would usually sit within 15-20 metres of my school-group. I'd have friends come over and ask for me to sit with them, sometimes I would but sometimes I wouldn't. I would go around a lot of people too, pick people I wanted to talk to on the day. I didn't stay in my lane, so to speak. I'd hang around with hooligans, a group of girls and gays, gamers
In high-school this was also the same, but with more people: Nerds, gamers, top-school performers, national athletes, so-called "emos" or edgy teens, The gossip group that smoked fegs all the time, people that played football all the time, groups of foreign people, metalheads; so on so forth. I jumped from all of these distinct groups of people on rotation, I wouldn't attribute it to a development cycle where one precedes the next. These were rotational.
I had a few online relationships one was mildly successful but I had built up such a persona that when i met them the disparity between my behaviour was night and day. An online persona I could fabricate; I was so analytical during this time, I'd call myself a social manipulator really: I'd remember everyone's posts, the date they posted it, the pictures they uploaded with a flawless memory, the timeline/sequence of their development, mapping out what stage of life they were at, understanding their humour, relationships, behaviour, intelligence all from a computer screen. They would tell me about stories they had and I'd already have known what happened through a facebook video they uploaded six years ago. During this time, practically everyone I had met I had already studied their life and put pieces together from other people's profiles/posts and friends.
Along with this I was getting involved with the online community of scene-kids, inept autists, ego-ridden teens,I'd start to build up this vast network which was fundamentally "This person learnt this word/argument/phrase from this person" kind of creating a hierarchy of knowledge in this community. I'd know so much about them while remaining anonymous. When we'd chat years later most of their "fame" would be known to me.
I went through various A levels, all with their own culture: Politics students, sociology, biology, chemistry, maths squad, Economics, business , philosophy. ACCOUNTING, for 2 months.
And then hanging around with groups of English/artsy people, fashion students, woke psychologists "basically it's sex", christians, heavy socialists, people that went broke going to gigs every week. It's just so much fucking people, concepts and groups I've been a part of and now it's more than ever prominent: I talk to such an array of groups that I have no group identity.
I never cultivated an identity to fit into a group function. I am constantly recreating myself that I haven't stuck around a group in an intimate way and really absorbed their culture: They're in solidarity with another, they're forming long and deep bonds with each other. It's more than friendships, it's inhabiting a group identity, forming their own "culture" themselves. And to that I am absent of. With many of these groups I go out to meet-ups and such but I never place myself in a state of permanence. I'm always in this position where people value me, I am thought of somewhat highly given that I'm invited to exclusive events without being part of their group, but I never become part of something other than myself. I am my own man, but a man without solidifying himself in a culture, a means of living. But through becoming your own man you become independent, you become lonely, self-determining; all that which is the self. You are **only** yourself.
I have, in a way, rejected invitations to any group that welcomed me. They have became social, I have became asocial. They have invited me to build a world with them, a collective pursuit and I have rejected this. They have shared their traits with each other: They have helped each other to deal with emotions, stress, ambition, school-work, money, transportation, so on and so forth. I have internalised the vast amount of my existence to others. And to that, I'm starting to think the issue is that becoming independence is really an ambition of omniscience; to encompass all, to burden none, to be divinely infallible. To differentiate yourself from what makes us human; co-operation. I firmly believe most conversations are predicated on an exchange; an exchange of wisdom, psychological phenomena a person possesses, a curiosity driving self-improvement, necessity for a skill they do not own. Mutual aid, the great basis of species at large. If you become independent what I think is actually happening is you lose a sense of your self because all that which usually inhabits the world you have taken into yourself, so you have became the world and the totality of all things, while the self pertains to a spatial region in the world. Your sense of self is lost because there is less markets to compare to. You are not the nodes of a nexus but the diagram itself. Thus, you lose the relevancy of your self if you look too far into yourself, and you lose it if you become too integral to group functionality. It seems that the phrase "Balance is key", will exist long into the future.
It's lonely, and I can only see myself following this path into irreletable oblivion. I've had people mention that someone seen me, they had matched with me on tinder, yada yada: A lot of people mentioning me in 3rd person when I come off as cold, distant and non-communicative when I'm by myself. So to project an aura where so much people know who I am is baffling sometimes. I feel like a "lost" king. Perhaps the king that never took his crown, or the king of atlantis where the inhabitants number a total of : 1.
Like the original parable of human's creating by Prometheus where each model-human consisted of 2 faces, 4 arms and 4 legs: The anatomy of the proto-human before splitting in two, they had two faces on the same body. This is a metaphor for this type of unity: We can decide to explore our whole unbridled self down to the last atom in our bodies forming a complete independence of the world through unity, or we can allow ourselves to manifest our other half in people that exist independently of us. How can there be room for others if I have already unified myself? If the "self" is an object and that object is full (whole), there is no way in which another person can occupy your wholly filled "self", thus you will not find meaning from the external world through reclusion. If you want to find meaning in talking to others, you must deunionize all the behaviours in the world from your self, or at the least you must not strive to become independent from the world if you want to be part of it. You're either in or out.