Trying to define yourself is like trying to bite your own teeth. ~ Alan Watts.
Lots of people like this quote. They like it because few people are even able to go one step further than thinking of defining themselves from their minds.
One of my students tried. He said: “I work for this and this company. I am intimate and loving.
Now, let me ask you: why define yourself? For what purpose?
I have written in a previous post that I discovered that my hidden identity is “worthless piece of junk = unwanted”. I use the word junk, because this expression is a translation from my native Hungarian. In the original the expression is closer to “nothing” than anything, by the way. But in English, I am afraid, that won’t communicate. “I am nothing”, does it?
From time to time I notice it “informing my mood, informing my actions.”
I found a blog that I enjoy reading. The writer of the blog is intelligent, inventive, and although we have a different base world view (he prays, I don’t) I like his blog a lot. I researched him this morning. All the pictures on his blog are white folks… turns out he is a good looking Black guy from Florida.
Hm. What must be his “core” identity that he won’t show his face on his blog?
