Monday, April 25, 2005

Actualize

The realization of one's potential can be dangerous. I realize I can do things perfectly. I can be an A student. I can be a specific individual's ideal mate. But it is these realizations that can make one stagnant. Because the human is not perfect. That is not what it is to be human. The perfection of humanity lies in its ability to act upon its imperfections. There is a quote that goes something like this: Every moment one is either retreating from or further becoming what one is. Rough, but I rest my case of imperfection. At times I write to an audience. At times I live to an audience. How much do these actions differ if an audience were not a factor? But how many factors of life can you factor out to get to the nitty gritty of your being? Yes, my ego gets in the way at times. To what degree fluctuates, but yes, at times my stubborn desire to present only the best of myself even to myself gets in the way. But these are my perceptions of what is best of myself. Yes indeed, when really, it is my value of presenting the vulnerable human qualities that we all share, that I consider so close to perfection. This dualism is perhaps not the best vocabulary to be utilizing while engaging in this discussion, but it was the basis of one I had earlier today, so I am still considering these concepts.

Well, for one week, though in the comfort of blank pieces of paper, with which I feel no attachment, that hold me to no standard, I will write again. I will write completely naked. No sensor. No audience. No judgment. Just expose. Again.

1 Comments:

Anonymous Anonymous said...

"Every moment one is either retreating from or further becoming what one is."

Why is this so rough?

The retreat is part of the process of becoming. I had a close friend tell me: "We don't change, we only improve." I took his statement to mean that we just get better at knowing ourselves. To actualize is to evaluate, explore and embrace the self. To not, is to be doomed.

Camus tells me that I can never know myself; that I will forever be a stranger to myself... that's the greatest existential discomfort I've ever heard! There's a context he's referring to, and I'll give him that (admittedly we can't really know how we're received, or how we affect others, but...). To never attempt self-understanding seems to make for an obviously and unavoidably disorienting Life.

May 1, 2005 at 7:44 PM  

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