What matter of contention is allowed for narcissism to exist? I believe it should only exist in the most personal spaces.
Choosing flavors of food you like. Not only is it honest. But it is humorous as well. At that point you’re allowed to act appalled at what someone might consider to be delicious while your facial expression gives way to that humorous notion. Pineapple on Pizza divides the world in the same way that very pizza is divided in its slices.
I only ever loved what I found to be beautiful, and never bothered carrying about what some strange society considered to be beautiful or not… If what I found to be beautiful measured up to their same criteria, then it was mere coincidence that was the case… I only ever cared about the feeling that I felt… Ironic whenever I ignored those feelings and pushed them to the side in place of some others logic or perspective, that’s when my life became worse in all circumstances. I can literally pinpoint each instance
Narcissism is only necessary in the strongest yet smallest dose. Know yourself, know what you like compared to what you dislike. Obtain your identity while letting the world only observe such an identity. Allowing it to absorb you only harms the soul.
Passion withers, dreams fade, memories die when you either allow the narcissism in excess, or malnourish it to the point of becoming something you’re not.
I don’t like all the memories of the times I lied. The biggest mistakes I ever made was from dishonesty. It is a form of self betrayal.
I cannot exist without beauty, and when I could not exist, an atom splits, and the resulting chaos unfolded.
Living and learning life’s truths will all yield the same result at the end. Regrets and Contentment will be weighed on a scale against one another, They say your life flashes before your eyes for that very purpose. The less beauty you see in those moments, the more dissatisfied you will either be with what the world stole from you, or what you allowed it to steal. In which case you became your own enemy by lying to yourself. By changing for the sake of others wants and desires and not your own.
These were the mistakes I regret the most. Hindsight is 20/20… If I’ve learned anything. It will be to avoid that same snare, that placates you into foolishly believing there is an impasse to be had, or some common ground to uncover and breach a contract of amicability with those that only wish to have an advantage in the interaction.
I have failed. I have stumbled. It is time to move on, after climbing out of the pit.
A lot of time goes into reflection when you’re climbing your way up, and the world reflects your thoughts from the sky you’re forced to focus on while making that ascent.
Once you’re out of it, you almost don’t want to move, even though moving is necessary in order to live. You stall and procrastinate the next venture.
Unsure of the terrain you will be getting yourself into, and where that next hidden pit may be lying in wait, for you to make that one mistake.
I can see the finish line, it is not only a race. It is a maze, and an obstacle course as well.
All those that have finished before me, left marks upon the trail, that I was either too oblivious to recognize in part of my ignorance, naivety, or plain stupidity. And other times even when seeing the hints, I ignored it all in order to forge my own path, which only led to unnecessary hurts and pains.
They say a wise person learns from others mistakes, and for good reason. Honestly in all my ignorance, I’m not sure which hints I actually abided by, and took the grace of wisdom as my guide.
Maybe by the end, I’ll receive the answer, and be surprised the most…
I only ever loved what I found to be beautiful, and never bothered carrying about what some strange society considered to be beautiful or not… If what I found to be beautiful measured up to their same criteria, then it was mere coincidence that was the case… I only ever cared about the feeling that I felt… Ironic whenever I ignored those feelings and pushed them to the side in place of some others logic or perspective, that’s when my life became worse in all circumstances. I can literally pinpoint each instance
Narcissism is only necessary in the strongest yet smallest dose. Know yourself, know what you like compared to what you dislike. Obtain your identity while letting the world only observe such an identity. Allowing it to absorb you only harms the soul.
Passion withers, dreams fade, memories die when you either allow the narcissism in excess, or malnourish it to the point of becoming something you’re not.
I don’t like all the memories of the times I lied. The biggest mistakes I ever made was from dishonesty. It is a form of self betrayal.
I cannot exist without beauty, and when I could not exist, an atom splits, and the resulting chaos unfolded.
Living and learning life’s truths will all yield the same result at the end. Regrets and Contentment will be weighed on a scale against one another, They say your life flashes before your eyes for that very purpose. The less beauty you see in those moments, the more dissatisfied you will either be with what the world stole from you, or what you allowed it to steal. In which case you became your own enemy by lying to yourself. By changing for the sake of others wants and desires and not your own.
These were the mistakes I regret the most. Hindsight is 20/20… If I’ve learned anything. It will be to avoid that same snare, that placates you into foolishly believing there is an impasse to be had, or some common ground to uncover and breach a contract of amicability with those that only wish to have an advantage in the interaction.
I have failed. I have stumbled. It is time to move on, after climbing out of the pit.
A lot of time goes into reflection when you’re climbing your way up, and the world reflects your thoughts from the sky you’re forced to focus on while making that ascent.
Once you’re out of it, you almost don’t want to move, even though moving is necessary in order to live. You stall and procrastinate the next venture.
Unsure of the terrain you will be getting yourself into, and where that next hidden pit may be lying in wait, for you to make that one mistake.
I can see the finish line, it is not only a race. It is a maze, and an obstacle course as well.
All those that have finished before me, left marks upon the trail, that I was either too oblivious to recognize in part of my ignorance, naivety, or plain stupidity. And other times even when seeing the hints, I ignored it all in order to forge my own path, which only led to unnecessary hurts and pains.
They say a wise person learns from others mistakes, and for good reason. Honestly in all my ignorance, I’m not sure which hints I actually abided by, and took the grace of wisdom as my guide.
Maybe by the end, I’ll receive the answer, and be surprised the most…
36-40, M