Because it makes God/gods really fucking frustrated when they're trying to show you they love and care for you through all the worst of things but you just can't seem to take a hint, or two, or three, or a thousand signs of affection.....because it's a slap in the face of agape, philos, and eros to say you lack the guts to take it seriously, or even acknowledge the sight.
Guess I must be a megalomaniac after all, because I think that I am destined to be like a god, admired and feared and worshipped but never actually loved. Not that I could feel that if it happened, of course--slight defect there...still, I'm not defective in ability to love, and I think I may even overcompensate there in demonstration, just because I don't want to make anyone feel the way I do and have all my life, so disconnected....I don't know, is that grace or merely some vague unnameable guilt that drives me?
I am a raging tiger, a rogue and ravenous wolf. When pressed or piqued or wounded to the quick, I am ruthless in return, giving as good as I get or much much worse--causing pain is an instinct with me, I know it well enough. And yet it's not my desire to hurt anyone who merely stumbles....I'm just very - efficient at doing so...the best at what I do, in unpremeditated verbal savagery.
And of course, I need attention, energy, feedback, interaction--assuming one gives a damn for my presence at all. Otherwise I haven't the energy to "participate" positively, if no one even notices when I'm gone. I wonder if my friends notice me as much as I notice them...or is this just a stupid musing because everyone can't help noticing me whether they like it or not? What kind of a force do I show in the world?--what influence, what path, what pressure do I cause? What change have I made in others, and has it been for the better or not? I can answer these things theoretically, and yet not believe them...not believe that there is any grace in me, because someone has misunderstood me tragically, and keeps doing so, and won't even take the smallest comforts I would offer freely without fear of being unworthy or obligated beyond their means. The gods do not want protests of worthlessness when they give gifts--they want their gifts to be accepted, used, made the most of, not ignored...there is no hidden price here, no deep-condemning deal. Can no one believe that I want the best for them, that I can lay my own desires and needs aside like a winter cloak, can hold myself on ice while trying to make sure that they find what's right for them? Starvation and honour go ill together, though a fine tale of chivalry they can make, relinquishing love for loyalty..........
I have no irresistible lust in my interpersonal life, no selfish urge that could make me forget and override the bounds of respect between souls. In order to find my heart and follow it truly, strongly, passionately to possess, to claim, to make my chosen mine without restraint, I should perhaps have to become a beast in truth, that this conscience and circumspection would no longer plague me with its weight. To quote my current line, honour's a bitch sometimes.
Assuming you think it's honour that drives me after all....
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I can also identify with being a loner and the difficulties that come with it.
I will say there are positive things about being a loner, though. It presents a perspective on things which sheep who run with the flock, so to speak, don't have. Plus you learn early on that no one's opinion of you is more important than your own. I wouldn't trade it, you know? :-)
>I think I have a phobia of grandiosity, at the same time as I cannot escape giving a certain impression of it.<
You do certainly give an impression of it. :-) I don't think it should anything to be afraid of, but I do understand what you mean. In life people who are different right from the get-go tend to have to put up with a lot of negativity from small-minded morons. Tends to make one not too keen on drawing lots of attention to oneself.
>To truly be "a good person", perhaps one must be forever in deepest doubt as to the validity of that conclusion. And yet at the same time, not to care--that is, not to be watching the scoreboard in one's mind, to tally up the good deeds done, the needful words said at the crucial time, the positive PR in the outer world. Not to be watching one's moral investments for their anticipated return, but to act as if all these deeds and words both matter absolutely and matter not at all.<
Perhaps... but doubt hinders so much. It's like trying to run while a badger's gnawing on your leg. I think keeping a score is a good thing, in that it's part of a person acknowledging their own worth. If a person doesn't stand up and say they're worthy, it's more likely that the things they're worthy of will just pass them by.
You're welcome :-)
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And then other times, I really do wish I could get some useful advice -- when I need it. When there's actually someone who does know better than I do, or see me more clearly. Like James Dean in "East of Eden" -- "Talk to me, Father!--I gotta know who I am, I gotta know what I'm like..."
Or like that poem of mine on my website, "Seeking the true, oblique"...though that was largely inspired by T.E. Lawrence's attempts to see how others saw him, without his own subjectivity getting in the way...
And yeah, I know I'm (notoriously) prone to overkill on that count of modesty, far more than I oughta be...gotta, um, stand up and shake off those damn badgers from my leg more decisively.....(*grrr, arrrr...*)
Maybe giving myself the mental sanction to "bestride this narrow world like a colossus"...that'd be healthier, less obsessive, far less a rogue-wolf tactic...heh, maybe even get to accept being leader of the pack, so long as I tend to speak in feral idiom....
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>And with people in general, sometimes I just have to get them out of my head altogether so that I don't react to their pressure more than to the situation at hand,<
I can identify! Being a little bit empathic, before I learned to focus and sheild properly (more out of sheer desperation than any actual training), there were times when it was almost impossible to tell the difference between my emotions and other peoples' that I was just picking up on. Of course it isn't helped by the fact that, with a lot of people, if they can make you a puppet, they will, if only for the thrill of having one.
I don't know if I can guarrantee that what I have to say will always be useful, but if you ever need a sounding board...
>gotta, um, stand up and shake off those damn badgers from my leg more decisively.....(*grrr, arrrr...*)>
lol... yeah *sheepish grin* Weird analogy, I know, but I couldn't think of a better way to put it. ^_^
>Maybe giving myself the mental sanction to "bestride this narrow world like a colossus"...that'd be healthier, less obsessive, far less a rogue-wolf tactic...heh, maybe even get to accept being leader of the pack, so long as I tend to speak in feral idiom....<
In a way /more/ rogue wolf, as so few seem to have the courage to do just that. Certainly it would be more befitting of you, in my opinion.
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And badgers, well, I find it apt, as they're both badgering and tenacious in their digging.
The empathy...well, I just realized lately that that has always been a problem with me and others in my family, as my hypersensitivity to their moods and basic motives has often led to me reacting to things that they have not yet said or shown in a way that they themselves were aware of. Hence, they think that I overreact and for no reason, therefore taking offense at my attitude. And when I myself am feeling hostile or frustrated, I can make others feel very tense and pressured around me, 'cause I broadcast my raw emotions very loudly. I've always been stubborn, at least, but even so it's not always helpful to have a lot of pressuring opinions around oneself, because the static gets so strong--strong enough to impede one's progress even when one knows they're bloody wrong.
Hmm. Rogue wolf colossus raises mighty indestructible foot and squashes mundane badgers gnawing at ankles. As well as serpents biting at heels...damn bother, those. Though actually it's been the spiders and mosquitoes bugging me there...enh, too much drowsy rambling, better in the morning, as I'd hate one to be bored in being a sounding board...
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As if you needed more proof ;-)
I've always admired wolves, though I think my association with them is more totemic than therian. Then again, I have no pack, so to speak; perhaps that has an effect... I had one once--and I think, really, that 'pack' would be the best word to describe it--but wound up being unforgivably betrayed. Perhaps this is part of why my feline aspect is the stronger in me, now. Hadn't really thought about that...
"And badgers, well, I find it apt, as they're both badgering and tenacious in their digging."
Grouchy too... Speaking personally, there are few things grouchier than me in doubt. So I guess it does fit... :-)
"And when I myself am feeling hostile or frustrated, I can make others feel very tense and pressured around me, 'cause I broadcast my raw emotions very loudly. I've always been stubborn, at least, but even so it's not always helpful to have a lot of pressuring opinions around oneself, because the static gets so strong--strong enough to impede one's progress even when one knows they're bloody wrong."
I can relate; I've been in much the same situation off and on through much of my life... But on the positive side, this ability to broadcast /can/ be put to good use... Things can be surprisingly willing to move, if a person's just willing to give a good hard nudge...
"Hmm. Rogue wolf colossus raises mighty indestructible foot and squashes mundane badgers gnawing at ankles. As well as serpents biting at heels...damn bother, those. Though actually it's been the spiders and mosquitoes bugging me there...enh, too much drowsy rambling, better in the morning, as I'd hate one to be bored in being a sounding board..."
Bored? Nah, couldn't happen... ;-)
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Tigers are solitary hunters except when they're mating--and they're very territorial too, of course. I think that's a constant with me, to be territorial, though it's taken me a long time to grow into it--into everything, really--against the inhibiting influence of people who had these traits/natures themselves but left a bad taste in my mind. I used to have some definite personal issues against the wolf nature, because of the way that it had been presented by one who was overbearing, violent, boastful and domineering--so full of himself on the warrior/teacher persona that he was a poor example of either side of it. I had to get him well out of mind and into the past before I could open to who I am myself, and accept what is rightfully part of me.
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But yeah....healing is needed. To clear out the merely reactive shite and see what lies beneath, essential and unpretended...
Though, ya know, the thought of even pretending to be a real animal kinda scared the bejiggers out of me when I was little. 'Cause I always knew things could get a whole lot deeper and darker than the play others assumed...took a while to admit there was a pull there, much less an identity.
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Here's the thing of it. (hope you don't mind...)
We were a small troup (3 in all) but very close. Me, a girl, and a guy we shared. They were more family to me than family. Then the girl decided she didn't want to share anymore and, rather than telling me about it, started stealing things from me. (Of course, trusting soul that I once was, I never thought she was the one doing it.) It ended with her stealing my debit card, and video evidence of her using it. Worse yet, /he/ knew about it all and never told me. I loved him more than I had loved anyone before.
Betrayed, hurt, humiliated... Still not happy about it.
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Sharing is a great thing, and there are times I wish I'd been able (so far) to form a circle that comes close to my ideals of intimacy and fellowship. Only thing is, some people don't really understand the meaning of the word...
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It makes it hugely difficult to give people the credit they deserve, when you've seen what happens when you give them /more/ than they deserve... I think that's my biggest problem... Granted, by being a cynic I haven't been so deeply hurt since, but neither have I enjoyed life so much as I did before things went bad, there.
Then again, my joy ultimately proved to be based on an illusion.
I guess the big question is whether I think it'd be worth it to open up enough to try and find similar joy based in reality... Provided that's even possible... I have no idea whether or not it is...