The self can become obsessed with confirming existence.
The seduction of the self is far more subtle than the seduction of the ego, yet no less as ensnaring.
It is the, "I am (here)!" to ego's, "I am something!"
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The inherent worth & value of my lived experience doesn't make me an authority on anyone else's life.
Recognize psychological abuse in digital spaces for the hook & bait they are; to distract, dysregulate & divide us.
Knowing that everything I choose could be inherently pointless & useless gives clarity to my act of choosing.
I believe the answer to separateness is not homogeneity; it is heterogeneity, intraconnection & interdependence.
I want to ensure that I do not inadvertently end up only in echo chambers when I join or build communities.
Whenever there is the compulsion to "save the world", it is almost always the ego wishing to play the saviour.
As I evolve, my frame shifts; with it, my perception. Thus, all in constant motion; nothing remains the same.
Not trying to be useful; not trying to be entertaining. Expressing experience as it comes & goes, lives & dies.
When authenticity doesn't feel vulnerable, I know I'm hiding behind a performance; using authenticity as armouring.
Sometimes... the best way to help is to step away & disentangle the threads that bind us to our mutual follies.
