| RANDOM QUOTE | Reality is just a crutch for people who can't cope with drugs.
-Robin Williams | |
| |
| |
| | |
| |
|
| glitch13.com :.::.: ..:.::. :.:::...
Home | About | Feedback | Archive | RSS
| PERSON TO PERSONALITY |  | Category: Philosophy
Thursday, June 19th, 2003 @ 11:02 pm
|
People come in and out of your life constantly. Some people take their shoes off and stay awhile. These are the precious few you call friends. You have opinions of them all. They all have opinions about you. What is strange is that you have opinions about yourself that none of these people share.
When we think of people, we try to pigeon hold their personalities in tight one to two sentence cliff notes; it makes it easier to hold them in your head and factor them into the eqation of your life. While talking to them, they may seem larger than life, anthropomortphic and fluid almost to the point that you know you are. But alone, thinking to yourself, they are one dimensional kernels of personality that are easy to move around the chessboard of your vast psyche.
Conversely, you have an image of yourself in your head at all times, you force it down peoples mouths and up their ass at the same time hoping it will meet in the middle and stick. You know who you are, and you're going to make goddamned sure they know who you are. But they don't. Or do they?
Who are we really? Are we really the nebulous dynamic character that we know, or when its all said and done, are we really just the roughly sketched characiture that we know is the only thing people take away from knowing us?
I'm sure the answer lies in the bottom of a bottle of something, somewhere.
|
Comments
No comments posted yet.
|
 |
| | |
|
|
|
 |
|
 |
