Music, words, and imagery. A truth seeking wanderer.
Ever since we’ve had psychoanalysis, psychotherapy, pharmaceuticals and grandiose illusions of purpose, meaning and happiness, we’ve had stigmatization and violent prejudice toward those who don’t sort nicely into categories of “normal” behavior. We’ve also dehumanized vast swathes of societies in favor of political, ideological, economical or dogmatic ignorance and stupidity.
Competitors. Enemies. It is curious, and telling, that we introduce these inherently violent thematic elements into virtually all areas of life — most notably, and most virulently within ourselves. Should we ever find ways to alleviate this persistent psychological, philosophical, or epistemological pressure, would we know what to do with ourselves, how to behave, how to function in society, or how to communicate?
Do we have to be rid of our demons before we can live a full life?
There are any number of ways we can feel inadequate. We can look at our career, bank account, body, car, home, friends, church, school, city, country; anything. Outward appearances afford us ample ammunition for self-destruction and spiritual shrinkage.
