"I'll tell you what we talk to ourselves about. We talk about our world. In fact we maintain our world with our internal talk. ...Whenever we finish talking to ourselves the world is always as it should be. We renew it, we kindle it with life, we uphold it with our internal talk. Not only that, but we also choose our paths as we talk to ourselves. Thus we repeat the same choices over and over until the day we die, because we keep on repeating the same internal talk until the day we die."
(1) That sounds like truth to me.
(2) Ouch.
It's so easy to run ourselves into a rut. And the older we get, the narrower the ruts seem to run. We listen to the same music and regard other, especially current, music as trash. We read the same types of books...maybe even the same books...maybe we even stop reading books. Etcetera. It's comfortable. And we all need comfort, especially when the world seems to get scarier every day.
One of the reasons I stopped having romantic relationships with women was because I realized that there was a distinct pattern in my romances: the women I was with were all domineering, and that led to them being cruel in one way or another every time. And I didn't want to live in that rut. There were other possible solutions, obviously, but I'd just had enough by that point. Enough pain. Enough deference. Enough biting my tongue. I also realized that I'd seen a lot of relationships go this way, where the man let himself to be tied to the whipping post and the woman allowed herself to become mean.
That's not how I want my life to end.
So...thanks for the reminder, don Juan. Time to do some things I don't want to do.
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