Oooh, you got a tripod? Does this mean you're getting into photography? *pets her shiny old tripod*
Irrational absurdities really just make up the entirety of human experience. Life just seems to be one long string of those. It's just that some are wrapped up better in faux-meanings and so forth *stops self from going philosophical*
If an unpleasant irrational absurdity is getting in the way of a pleasant one, the best thing to do is let it have it's fun on a piece of paper where you can look at it, poke at it, inspect it, etc., until you feel so distanced from it, so alienated from the concept, that you just cover it up with another one.
*doesn't feel like making sense right now, but agrees that scribbling is the right thing to do*
I've always loved photography - and since I got a digital camera a few years ago where I could see immediate results (and stopped driving myself insane with glasses + viewfinder), I actually started taking decent shots. Hopefully my shiny new tripod should help me take some even better ones - and get some good photos that actually have me in them, since Hubby is an unbelievably rotten photographer even with a point-and-shoot camera. I'm hoping to also have some fun with low-light photography and blurred water, which just isn't possible to do hand-held. Hurrah!*nods* The main thing that bothers me, I think, is that this is an irrational absurdity that within my own definition of rationality, I choose not to put significance on. But my brain insists on obsessing over stuff that just doesn't rationally matter to me. *pokes it
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Advice I once received
anonymous
February 11 2007, 23:46:55 UTC
Obviously, you have already figured this out, but somebody once put it in a rather humourous format. The idea is that you can tell a persons age by what they think:
Obsess over what other people think of them -> anywhere younger than late 20s
Realise that it is how they feel about themselves that is important rather than what anybody else thinks -> somewhere in the 30s
Realise that nobody was thinking anything about them anyway because everybody else was too busy being self centred -> somewhere in the 40s
Given you incorporated all these points in your post, you must have wisdom well beyond your years. :)
Re: Advice I once receivedthewhitelilyFebruary 12 2007, 07:54:23 UTC
Awesome. :) I'm sure I can take great comfort from the knowledge of my own wisdom, then!
Maybe my problem is a disparity between the intellectual and emotional maturity - as in, I can rationally go "yeah, this just doesn't matter to me" and on the surface I honestly don't obsess. But deep underneath, my subconscious is obsessing, and it just occasionally bubbles to the surface to bug me. Or maybe it's just life. :)
Also, um... who are you? ;) I looked up your IP address, which brought it down to one of four known lurkers - or one regular who might have forgotten to sign in - and I think I've worked out your exact identity from the turn of phrase. If I've guessed right, I'll be seeing you on Tuesday?
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Irrational absurdities really just make up the entirety of human experience. Life just seems to be one long string of those. It's just that some are wrapped up better in faux-meanings and so forth *stops self from going philosophical*
If an unpleasant irrational absurdity is getting in the way of a pleasant one, the best thing to do is let it have it's fun on a piece of paper where you can look at it, poke at it, inspect it, etc., until you feel so distanced from it, so alienated from the concept, that you just cover it up with another one.
*doesn't feel like making sense right now, but agrees that scribbling is the right thing to do*
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Obsess over what other people think of them -> anywhere younger than late 20s
Realise that it is how they feel about themselves that is important rather than what anybody else thinks -> somewhere in the 30s
Realise that nobody was thinking anything about them anyway because everybody else was too busy being self centred -> somewhere in the 40s
Given you incorporated all these points in your post, you must have wisdom well beyond your years. :)
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Maybe my problem is a disparity between the intellectual and emotional maturity - as in, I can rationally go "yeah, this just doesn't matter to me" and on the surface I honestly don't obsess. But deep underneath, my subconscious is obsessing, and it just occasionally bubbles to the surface to bug me. Or maybe it's just life. :)
Also, um... who are you? ;) I looked up your IP address, which brought it down to one of four known lurkers - or one regular who might have forgotten to sign in - and I think I've worked out your exact identity from the turn of phrase. If I've guessed right, I'll be seeing you on Tuesday?
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