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Our inner truths are the lies we construct to be able to live with the misery of our actual lives. - Slavoj Zizek
He was talking about the "narrative" or the life-story that we tell ourselves about us.
Sometimes we try to convince ourselves of some "role" or persona and we lie to ourselves that this is our true identity.

I noticed this for example in med students (though I suspect it happens in any minutely prestigious occupation), since they build their whole life narrative around the idea that they are "doctors."

You can notice it even in depression: people sometimes choose to stay depressed because it has become a part of what they think defines them.
Ours is the age of hero-manufacturing:
Everyone wants to be a hero, no matter how unheroic they really are. So we have made dragons of all sizes (even the size of lizards and flies) for anyone to slay and become a hero.
That's why "trauma" has been growing like weeds: it's everywhere ffs
‘How do I best get to the top of this hill?’
‘Climb it, don't think it, and maybe you will.’
Against arrogance:
Don't let your ego swell too much,
A bubble bursts with just a touch.
- The Joyful Wisdom
سيم
- By John Collier
By John Collier
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By John Collier
Lady Godiva,
By John Collier
Forwarded from Αθηνά (Αθηνά)
"Force and Reason"
(1939) by John Duncan
Forwarded from Melancholy
Death is not an event in life: we do not live to experience death. If we take eternity to mean not infinite temporal duration but timelessness, then eternal life belongs to those who live in the present. Our life has no end in the way in which our visual field has no limits.

Ludwig Wittgenstein
Tractatus logico-philosophicus
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أعتقد البوذيين جانوا همّ اللي شبهوا البشرية بقطعة قماش. القماش عبارة عن مجموعة خيوط صغيرة وشبه خفية تتقاطع وية بعضها... نقاط التقاطع، العُقَد، بين هذي الخيوط هي الأفراد. العُقَدة هي مو شيء قائم ومستقل بحد ذاته، هي ببساطة عبارة عن تجمّع عدة خيوط ووجودها مبني…
الفردُ عقدةٌ مُحاكة من خيوط التاريخ والمجتمع والعِرق. ليس للعُقدةِ هذه وجودٌ حقيقيٌ لأنّها ليست إلا جمعًا من الخيوط. مثلَ أشعّة الشمس عندما تركّزها عدسةٌ مكبّرةٌ في نقطةٍ واحدة مكثفة، كذلك هو المرء؛ عدسةٌ مكبّرة تجمعُ التاريخ والأرض والأجدادَ والأحفاد في نقطةٍ واحدة هي الذات