Sermon: "Why Despair Is (Sometimes) Called A Sin"

[aureantes]

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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Re: It helps a lot....

[aureantes.livejournal.com]

Hmm....more rogue wolf...that's a very strong encouragement, you know..../:) I've recently been realizing how much of my positive interpersonal social traits are also wolfish...like the use of play in teaching, and being supportive of children as they learn. Roughhousing in general, and the snarling/growling/nipping/chasing of mock battle, whether with dogs or children, is an interesting sign of the pack leader, actually...

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...

Re: It helps a lot....

[litharriel.livejournal.com]

"I've recently been realizing how much of my positive interpersonal social traits are also wolfish...like the use of play in teaching, and being supportive of children as they learn. Roughhousing in general, and the snarling/growling/nipping/chasing of mock battle, whether with dogs or children, is an interesting sign of the pack leader, actually..."

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... ;-)

Re: It helps a lot....>> "dual-boot" therian....

[aureantes.livejournal.com]

Actually I've got a strong feline side as well, and a good deal more solitary....that is, I'm both wolf and tiger (nice predatory package, eh?), and with a definite high-soaring raptor aspect as well, which on this continent translates to red-tailed hawk....

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.

Re: It helps a lot....>> "dual-boot" therian....

[litharriel.livejournal.com]

I suppose I should consentrate on healing that part of myself, then, so that I can see what's what... After all, the last thing I'd want is to let my former pack-mates hold me back from evolving into the best self I can be, eh? The best revenge is to live well and all that... /:-)

Re: It helps a lot....>> "dual-boot" therian....

[aureantes.livejournal.com]

Yes, it definitely is the best revenge....though it's always nice to have the opportunity to rub their faces in it as well... I never really ran with a pack when I was younger, not so far as claiming affiliation with them, and all the groups I have been in, I've either been a lurker around the edges or high on the inside of things...well, possibly both at once, on occasion.

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.

Re: It helps a lot....>> "dual-boot" therian....

[litharriel.livejournal.com]

*smiles and imagines rubbing away* Oh yeah... ^_^

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.

Re: It helps a lot....>> "dual-boot" therian....

[aureantes.livejournal.com]

It always hurts more when it's people you actually love, not merely "get along with"....so far, I've only had people get in that far one at a time.

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...

Re: It helps a lot....>> "dual-boot" therian....

[litharriel.livejournal.com]

You ain't just whistlin' dixie.
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...