I've often complained that people do not allow me to be myself, complained that I'm forced to make too many compromises, forced to participate in activities and conversations that are simply not me. To be myself; what does that mean? Is there a 'me' to talk of? What is the sound of one hand clapping? (Why am i reminded of Bart Simpson?)
But there is clarity in loneliness, surrounded by only ones own thoughts; When things become clear, when one separates the worthy from the unworthy. But this clarity is ephemeral, it lasts only as long as the next movie, the next visit to Boolan, the next party or even just the next day at work.
Is there an aspect to ourselves that is truly 'personal', or do we just have a pseudo-personality which is the result of our interactions with other random pseudo-personalities? Are we more like electric monopoles or magnetic dipoles?
urped by gumz @ 5:18 PM