Andrew: I don’t like the feeling of being better than others. I want everyone to be special, and to enjoy that. I don’t like people being left behind. I don’t enjoy being infatuated, but to be honest, I do enjoy people being infatuated with me, for a moment at least, because then it’s in my power to be nice to them. To enjoy their blind desire towards me.
I am only thinking of a single person when I wrote that last part! Haha
Edit: no, I just experienced really strongly once. I do get it day to day. I like being nice to people who ‘desire’ me, because usually I see them feeling they need me somehow.
Musing aside, I realise that I am perpetually stuck on a single issue.
It’s related to the above musings, but more towards how I can’t motivate myself anymore. I don’t have any answers for this central issue of motivation.
In context, everything that motivated me was , as Vineeto touched on, a fight or flight, eat or be eaten, reproduce and survive type of life.
Even my precious music!
All of it.
In other news, there has been far more moments of just being a human, “pre-religion” in the last few weeks.
I really wanted to ask a question, but I forgot what it was I wanted to know as soon as I started typing.
Asking others for help has always been a huge problem for me. I feel I should be helping everyone else, but I just don’t have anything to give anymore. (link)
Hi Andrew,
You had a big insight – “pre-religion” – and you most likely still digest all the ramifications and consequences of that. Until this settles down, any “motivation” for action is likely to be a mental/ moral construct.
So instead of looking for others “blind desire towards me” why not start with being friendly with yourself and perhaps be sincere and honest with yourself enough that you can get to the point where you genuinely and naïvely like yourself.
Andrew: I guess I can do better than that.
The last few weeks, after Vineeto pointed out that all me religious fears were essentially the “eat or be eaten” fears of blind nature, I had the experience of “popping out” the other side of the bulbous growth that religious belief is in my life.
Like some vine infected along its length with a parasite, all that heightened dramatic and complex Dante’s circles of hell, was seen as an inflammatory response.
My question is; how does one care enough about oneself to do anything about one’s happiness? (…) (link)
Exactly – that’s why I suggested to do something you may not have done before – be friends with yourself. Here is a practical example –
Q: And notice how often you put yourself down.
R: Tell yourself off.
Q(1): For thinking it!
R: One discovers that the way one tells oneself off; if one were to talk to another person like that – a friend – one would not have any friends left. You have to live with yourself twenty four hours a day; if you are talking to yourself in such a way that you are not a good friend to yourself, then what are you doing? If I were to talk like that to you, be sharp with you, you would have nothing to do with me. Are you not sharp upon yourself?
Q(1): I am very sharp upon myself.
R: It is a good thing to become friends with yourself, to decide not to tell yourself off any more: ‘Okay, I will make mistakes from time to time, because I am still human, but if I ‘goof-up’ I will not exacerbate the situation by imposing a condemnation upon myself.’ One always has another chance, another moment in which to do better, to make it work this time. It is always a quick thought, a swift reproach: ‘Oh, you fool!’ or ‘You shouldn’t do that!’ or ‘How stupid!’
Q: Or you’re not good enough: ‘You should know better than that!’
R: It is good to cease doing that because only you live with yourself for the twenty four hours of the day. Everybody else comes and goes, but you remain, ever constant … for the rest of your life. I can not stress enough how important it is for you to be your own best friend. For then you get to know yourself – you are no longer against yourself. You can discover things about your own make-up: ‘Oh, isn’t that interesting’ or ‘I like that one’ or ‘I didn’t know I was carrying that’ or ‘I’m glad that one is out of the way’. Sometimes, of course, something can come back, three days, three weeks or three months later: ‘Goodness me, I thought I had eliminated that one’. See how vital it is that you are your own best ‘buddy’? You say: ‘Well, I thought I had dealt with that but never mind, I have another moment here, another chance’. This way you work with yourself, instead of in opposition. It is very important.
And it is such good fun! Then, everything you do in your daily life, moment to moment, is taking advantage of multiple opportunities. Every moment again is an occasion to improve your lot … when you are interacting with someone, either face to face or on the telephone … or a back-ache: ‘Oh god, how terrible!’ … another opportunity. It is bad enough to feel pain, why make it worse by adding an emotional suffering like ‘I feel terrible’? To feel terrible, emotionally, on top of the physical pain is simply silly when it is possible to disentangle oneself, emotionally, and still feel good about being alive, about being here. This is being sensible, is it not? To feel good, if not happy, all the time?
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R: Nor for anything. Please, do not use ‘silly’ and ‘sensible’ as a substitute for moralistic values … that would defeat the purpose. It is a practical, everyday, common-sense thing: ‘How am I feeling at this moment?’ or ‘Am I feeling good?’ or ‘Am I feeling bad?’ … ‘Oh that’s silly, I’ll do something about myself until I feel good’. Simply, it is sensible to feel good. This is my moment of being alive – I am not alive five minutes ago, nor am I alive five minutes ahead. This is my only moment of being here. How am I experiencing this moment? If I am not experiencing it well now, when will I? It will be a ‘now’ moment when I do, so why not make this ‘now’ moment … this one that is happening right now. Why waste it by feeling rotten? Why not enjoy it?
It works! I am not merely talking theory, this is what I did back in ‘81. I have not missed a moment for sixteen years … it is always this moment. What a misspent life, to waste each moment waiting for a future happiness … to sit around feeling rotten, berating oneself, feeling guilty, and so on.
And another way to be rid of … Do you want me to go on?
Q(1): I’m digesting, I’m listening.
R: On a slightly different track … another way of operating is to put everything on a ‘it does not matter’ basis – you know, where you prefer to do something rather than have to? (Richard, Audio-taped Dialogues, Silly or Sensible).
Cheers Vineeto