It’s hard to admit that you need something from another person. That you’re not sufficient, in yourself. It makes you vulnerable. It means recognizing that you’re not the master of your own emotions. At your core, you’re as weak, and dependent, and comical as any being on this planet. Just an ape, desperately seeking comfort in the familiar.
Much of modern thought is built on the denial of this reality. We like to think we can transcend our primal selves through self-control and societal structure. But all it really does is complicate things. By concentrating on the elaborate means of achieving superficial success, we can forget the more primal goals that success enables.
All of that seemed much less pretentious in my head. Anyway.
Even if you can put all your pride to one side and admit you’re that needy, risking rejection, some needs can’t be met. Some things can’t be understood or accepted. It is possible to fundamentally need both acceptance and understanding, and for that to be impossible for any other being to fulfill.
Which leaves you as a kind of broken thing, unable to acknowledge it’s needs, unable to fully ignore them. No peace, no well-being, no purpose. Not really alive , but not completely dead.
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Very interesting love how you pointed that out. Thoroughly imputed I wish I could transcend myself but I’m too weak and damaged for this even my knowledge has been clouded by my own self experience, decision, perhaps in some other world it might work
I totally agree that we are all broken.
But seeking “peace”, “purpose” or “well-being” stem from the modern thought as well, don’t you think? A not-so-broken life (or rather an animal’s life) would rather have excitement, cravings and struggle.