Anais Nin, Part 1

Apr 15, 2005 01:03

This will be longish.

The Introduction )

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divineaspect April 15 2005, 14:41:47 UTC
Rather disturbing, reeks of unplesant truth

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Hmmm... drunkenpony April 15 2005, 18:59:47 UTC
*thinking very hard*

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Re: Hmmm... icontradictme April 17 2005, 03:33:49 UTC
You figure out what you were thinking yet?

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Re: Hmmm... drunkenpony April 17 2005, 06:21:10 UTC
yeah I did... I can't help but wonder how hard it is to strip the image away, and not just in others, but in oneself, and if you do that, where do you stop? I wonder sometimes where my image stops and I begin. And on a tangent, after reading this, I wonder if the times I thought I was seeing what I thought as the naked you if I was really seeing past the image, and if I was, I have to admit that I'm a little nervous by what I felt.

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Re: Hmmm... icontradictme April 17 2005, 16:30:27 UTC
I think that is what people mean generally when they say that they are trying to "find" themselves. To seperate the true you from what you have erected to protect yourself from the big bad world. Honestly, I think that what people seem to lose track of is the fact that you would not be able to wear a role believably if you did not have that role within you. All of your masks and images are a part of the real you. People are not easy to put on paper, they are just too multidimensional. Just because we have a driving urge to classify and categorize everything in our lives doesn't make it any more possible or make it any less than a simplification. The difficult is seperating the trappings from the person, and taking all of those images as a whole single entity and accepting them. For instance, the reason that I believe that I have rather high self-esteem and self-confidence is not because I believe that I am without flaw, but because I have changed what flaws in myself that I did not like and what I couldn't change I have come to ( ... )

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nephadia April 15 2005, 21:07:28 UTC
very true. although some of us do figure it out. I can walk into a room in the sexiest skimpiest bit of clothing imaginable, and get attention, or I can walk in wearing frayed, beaten jeans, and a paint stained t-shirt and get the same attention.

I learned a while ago that this is me. I am comfortable in my body, with my views and opinions, and that is very powerful. Moreso because it's not an act. That's the difference between me and a lot of other people. I'm willing to say "this is me, if you don't like it, you don't have to be here." A lot of people are too scared to do that, because they feel that they've lost power, or the ability to ensorcell as Anais explains it.

Much as you pointed out, we need to try less, and just be.

The other fun part about where I'm at, is that I can see beauty in almost everyone. Someone who most people would look at and think, gods he/she is hideous, I see beauty. It's in the recognition by oneself of oneself.

I just lost my train of thought, more when I find the caboose and jump back on

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icontradictme April 17 2005, 03:33:33 UTC
Ahhh, the wonders of women who actually think about why they react the way that they do. A lot of what i'm going to be commenting on throughout this whole exercise is a bit of introspection really. Reading things, applying it to my life, and taking a moment to think about how I feel about that. This is something that I figured out a while ago, but sadly, I still occasionally have issues with it. Only on bad days, grant you. ;)

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tyddain April 18 2005, 01:36:40 UTC
This is why I always try to look past the face. To look beyond the clothing and the make-up and take people for what they are. I see the good and the bad and accept people as they are. Either I like them or I don't, but usually it has nothing to do with the shell they present (as many of my friends will tell you). I tend to have something that has been called by some, "an uncanny ability to read people", when I choose to use it and there are few occasions that I am oblivious to the subtle signals around me. I also spend some part of every day thinking about how to make me better. In general, I like myself and I'm comfortable with myself, but there are things that I will never give up trying to fix. By realizing that I am not perfect I can more easily accept the imperfections of others and even find joy in them. These are often the things that really make people who they are and often what draws me closer to them. Anyone can play the perfect role and be exactly what everyone wants, at least for awhile. I find that's it's often the ( ... )

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