Absurdity
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Hi friends, Absurdity here with the latest installment of the unfolding existential crisis that is my life.
What is authenticity? What does it mean to be authentic? Obviously the dictionary and thesaurus would say it means to be true, genuine, sincere, etc., which really doesn't help very much, it just tosses around the puzzle pieces that I'd like to fit together.
Wikipedia yields the following (on the philosophical understanding of the concept):
Is authenticity just a matter of reconciling yourself and your expectations with the realities of the world? If so this seems like this entails two different but not entirely contradictory approaches: mastery of your circumstances and acceptance of your circumstances. This seems to be exactly the meaning of the serenity prayer by Reinhold Niebuhr:
I've read a fair bit of "wisdom literature." The Bible, The Qur'an, Seneca, some introductory Taoist stuff, etc. It's all very general, which makes sense. It is meant to be applicable to all people, across millennia, but as a result it is not a step-by-step Wikihow guide to discerning my purpose life, which I guess is sometimes what I hope for.
I read some of Ignatius of Loyola's letters once. One was to a bright young man who had sold everything he owned and wanted to dedicate himself to an austere life serving God. He asked Ignatius for specifics on what he should do, and Ignatius' response was essentially, "Hey, you're a bright kid. Go somewhere full of life and culture, be attentive, and all will be revealed."
Was this just Iggy's way of telling this kid to fuck off?
I took Iggy's advice anyway. Things in life change slowly, like the movement of a glacier. I'm in a better spot in life than I was a year ago, almost incomprehensibly so, but still these questions nag. I feel an inner uncertainty that has not abated despite worldly success. Even though my achievements are admired by my peers and those close to me, I know I am performing below my potential.
How do you determine what to do with your limited time? Is there anything worth doing? Should you just smoke a joint and take a nap under a tree on a sunny day? Or move to India and help a poor village build a robust sanitation system? Is everything just "a chasing after the wind," as Ecclesiastes says?
This is obnoxious and sophomoric I know. At time's I've thought I'd found an answer to these questions, enough to propel me in an arbitrary but acceptable direction. But the momentum doesn't last. Friction always wins out, and the doubts return. I see people who dedicate themselves to a single idea or purpose, and I cannot comprehend how I could ever do that, even though it could possibly give me the peace I seek.
Feel free to respond to whatever you want here, or just keep going about your day.
What is authenticity? What does it mean to be authentic? Obviously the dictionary and thesaurus would say it means to be true, genuine, sincere, etc., which really doesn't help very much, it just tosses around the puzzle pieces that I'd like to fit together.
Wikipedia yields the following (on the philosophical understanding of the concept):
The first bit, again, is totally unhelpful to me: being true to yourself strikes me as a tautology. But the second part is more interesting: "the conscious self is seen as coming to terms with being in a material world and with encountering external forces, pressures, and influences which are very different from, and other than, itself."In existentialism, authenticity is the degree to which one is true to one's own personality, spirit, or character, despite external pressures; the conscious self is seen as coming to terms with being in a material world and with encountering external forces, pressures, and influences which are very different from, and other than, itself. A lack of authenticity is considered in existentialism to be bad faith.
Is authenticity just a matter of reconciling yourself and your expectations with the realities of the world? If so this seems like this entails two different but not entirely contradictory approaches: mastery of your circumstances and acceptance of your circumstances. This seems to be exactly the meaning of the serenity prayer by Reinhold Niebuhr:
So if authenticity is about mastering certain circumstances and accepting others, it seems to be a necessary consequence of wisdom. But what is wisdom? How do we acquire it? How does it help one discern one's purpose?God grant me the serenity to accept the things I cannot change, the courage to change the things I can, and the wisdom to know the difference.
I've read a fair bit of "wisdom literature." The Bible, The Qur'an, Seneca, some introductory Taoist stuff, etc. It's all very general, which makes sense. It is meant to be applicable to all people, across millennia, but as a result it is not a step-by-step Wikihow guide to discerning my purpose life, which I guess is sometimes what I hope for.
I read some of Ignatius of Loyola's letters once. One was to a bright young man who had sold everything he owned and wanted to dedicate himself to an austere life serving God. He asked Ignatius for specifics on what he should do, and Ignatius' response was essentially, "Hey, you're a bright kid. Go somewhere full of life and culture, be attentive, and all will be revealed."
Was this just Iggy's way of telling this kid to fuck off?
I took Iggy's advice anyway. Things in life change slowly, like the movement of a glacier. I'm in a better spot in life than I was a year ago, almost incomprehensibly so, but still these questions nag. I feel an inner uncertainty that has not abated despite worldly success. Even though my achievements are admired by my peers and those close to me, I know I am performing below my potential.
How do you determine what to do with your limited time? Is there anything worth doing? Should you just smoke a joint and take a nap under a tree on a sunny day? Or move to India and help a poor village build a robust sanitation system? Is everything just "a chasing after the wind," as Ecclesiastes says?
This is obnoxious and sophomoric I know. At time's I've thought I'd found an answer to these questions, enough to propel me in an arbitrary but acceptable direction. But the momentum doesn't last. Friction always wins out, and the doubts return. I see people who dedicate themselves to a single idea or purpose, and I cannot comprehend how I could ever do that, even though it could possibly give me the peace I seek.
Feel free to respond to whatever you want here, or just keep going about your day.