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Later, all of this enabled resurfacing of this exact fear from 2 weeks ago:
(Back then, allowing this fear by embracing death lead to a PCE.)
What is happening right now:
- There is simply no way to “improve” things within the framework of “me”.
- No matter much I change “myself”, “I” fundamentally remain the same grotty self needing to merge with other “selves”. This is the belonging instinct. No matter how much I purify “myself” (by following whatever social dictates du jour, etc.), it will remain as Richard says “a chancy deception” (Quotes - #292 by syd).
- I could go back into the illusion of hope, but I do not want to, as I know the cycle then repeats.
- Thus, the only option left: let the fear (which underlies despair) do its thing. Let whatever part of “me” die in the process, allowing something new (sensous; firmly here; close to the PCE; etc.) to unfold.
- Stay firmly on course; DO NOT FALL BACK TO HOPE.