Some days I wake up and cannot stand another human being near me.
Some days I feel I need to hug half the people I meet, for the pain etched on their face. A sorrow most often not addressed, for it is taboo to speak or to be “weak”. Most people carry deep-seated insecurities; most folks need validation from complete strangers. This is very disturbing to me. In a civilisation where they/ we have access to so much information technology, endless theoretical material: why do we still battle our inner negative voices?…
Being very tall, I must carry the Tower of Babel script. I am the subconscious mother/ father figure: I help people to feel better about themselves, with one look, one body language attitude or another.
But why should they need ME, a random stranger, however? Where is their current God or Parent figure, where is their inner Truth mirror?… It is one thing to kill the Father, it is one thing to kill God. It is another to find oneself in need of either, with nowhere to turn for basic self-esteem.
People: pray, seek; elevate yourselves, meditate… Develop some sort of spirituality, journal, talk, be brave and come out with your worries. In other words, get your head out of that Instagram feed! It is NOT a mirror: it is an Abyss! And it is bottomless.
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