you require sufficiently-related identity/ego underlying you, for that.
People who are too different, one cannot be close with, obviously
( extreme case is when prejudice is between people, but the underlying principle holds much more solidly than just-that-case )
I’m not putting this here for any “pity”: I’m putting this here so that if there’s any other person who’s in the destroy-unconscious-ignorance-no-matter-the-cost kind of life, that they can see what happens, when one keeps going.
Eventually you reach a condition where collaboration with others still is entirely possible, but “belonging” has become gone.
Keep going: they integrity one can earn, the conquering of one’s own unconscious-mind, it is worth it.
Some might relate it to being a time-traveler: one’ll never fit-in, in the people one lives among, but it is itself, not any fiction thing.
Cracking one’s unconscious is sooo far outside what “acceptable people” do, that … if you go far enough, then you … are just too different.
Divergeance is fine, though, so long as living is fine.
There isn’t any someone I want to be hugging.
It’s a nonsensical concept.
Closeness…?
you require sufficiently-related identity/ego underlying you, for that.
People who are too different, one cannot be close with, obviously
( extreme case is when prejudice is between people, but the underlying principle holds much more solidly than just-that-case )
I’m not putting this here for any “pity”: I’m putting this here so that if there’s any other person who’s in the destroy-unconscious-ignorance-no-matter-the-cost kind of life, that they can see what happens, when one keeps going.
Eventually you reach a condition where collaboration with others still is entirely possible, but “belonging” has become gone.
Keep going: they integrity one can earn, the conquering of one’s own unconscious-mind, it is worth it.
Some might relate it to being a time-traveler: one’ll never fit-in, in the people one lives among, but it is itself, not any fiction thing.
Cracking one’s unconscious is sooo far outside what “acceptable people” do, that … if you go far enough, then you … are just too different.
Divergeance is fine, though, so long as living is fine.
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I choose this person as the recipient of my hug. I got you bro
Sheldon wrote this.