I have been rethinking a lot of things. Contemplating the conundrum of nature virus nurture. How much of our make up is determined by our genetic predispositions and how much is a product of our environment. These thoughts are largely stirred by introspection. Examining the various components that fabricate our psychology and physiology.
Knowing others is wisdom;
Knowing the self is enlightenment.
Mastering others requires force;
Mastering the self requires strength;
He who knows he has enough is rich.
Perseverance is a sign of will power.
He who stays where he is endures.
To die but not to perish is to be eternally present.
I am compelled to analysis my own progress, my curious disposition and the state of paradox in which I exist in juxtaposition to my sister’s perplexing behavior. Is it not strange that we can be made of the same blood and bone, be raised in the same house, and yet be so different from each other? I always attributed my abnormalities to my unconventional up bringing, but now I am deprived of an explanation, which might vindicate the anomaly I represent.
Wednesday, March 26, 2008
I’m sorry I haven’t been in touch with you over the last few months things have been chaotic at best. Do you ever get the over whelming sense that you can’t do anything right? I’m sure we all feel that way sometimes. I currently feel buried under these sensations. Exhausted in the effort to correct my predicament. I wish I could emancipate my self from the contradicting expectations of those around me. I wish that for a moment I might be seen as the imperfect yet beautiful creature which God made in his image rather then the in relation to another. I am not the reflection of my friends, my family even our society. I am not simply the byproduct of our materialistic culture. I am not simply the ill begotten child of our patriarchal Western culture and post-feminist ideology. I am - as we all are – the product of millions of years of evolution, the summary of all things past, and the potential of the future. I wish that people could see other this way rather then reflections upon themselves. But then that is simply wishful thinking.