There are also the ones I like to call the surrealists, they simply block out all of the information that opposes their view of the world. The "lalala" set. You point out to them that they have no money, they live in their sisters garage with all the odd shoes and lost tools, and they simply say...... "lalala"....this is not to be confused with denial, this is surrealism. They honestly believe that if they do not think it, it cannot be true. I don't feel these kinds of delusions can be at all healthy. Being grounded in reality is an important survival tool. There is no use standing in your house while it is being bombed to hell saying "but I didn't think this negative thought?"
Now I can sit here on my comfortable little throne of judgement, and smugly assess the world around me, but at some point I have to allow myself to be judged, it only seems fair. So how does one go about assessing themselves with the same piercing insight we project on to others? This is the one question that baffles and frustrates me. I don't want to be perceived as " being superior", even if I do feel that way most of the time - I am totally laughing at myself right now - I want to be real, but how can I possibly know? It would be really nice to have someone just tell me....from the outside...and for me to hear it without having a massive ego embolism. It's not like I haven't tried, sneaking into my flatmate's bedroom to read her diary - only to find vacuous ramblings about boys and her "awesome" new jeans, how frustrating that was. Part of the problem is that we think we want to know the truth, but can we actually handle the truth? In most cases probably not, but when the burning desire to know something outweighs the other possible outcomes, what then? We sneak into our flatmate's bedroom and read her diary.
It is a total fact that we are all curious about ourselves, there are whole industries borne out of our desire to know ourselves better, to be sure of who we are. Astrology, psychotherapy, personality testing, even those stupid multi-choice quizzes in women's magazines. The one constant in all off this is; "Who am I and where am I going?". Are we all making the dire mistake of seeking out when we should be seeking in? We are so busy asking the world what they think - we forget to ask ourselves. Maybe we don't trust ourselves to know, or to be honest enough.
"Know thyself, that the unexamined life is not worth living." - Socrates
Empathy: is the capacity to recognise and, to some extent share, feelings (such as sadness or happiness) that are being experienced by another sentient being. Someone may need to have a certain amount of empathy before they are able to feel compassion.
Apathy: lack of interest in or concern for things that others find moving or exciting.
Love: a strong positive emotion of regard and affection.
Hate: dislike intensely; feel antipathy or aversion towards.
Insane: craziness or madness is a spectrum of behaviors characterized by certain abnormal mental or behavioral patterns. Insanity may manifest as violations of societal norms, including becoming a danger to themselves and others, though not all such acts are considered insanity.
Happiness: a state of mind or feeling characterized by contentment, love, satisfaction, pleasure, or joy. A variety of biological, psychological, religious, and philosophical approaches have striven to define happiness and identify its sources.
Cruelty: a deliberate infliction of pain and suffering.
Delusion: an act or instance of deluding, the state of being deluded, a false belief or opinion, a fixed false belief that is resistant to reason or confrontation with actual fact.
Fortitude: mental and emotional strength in facing difficulty, adversity, danger, or temptation courageously.
Sociopath: a person, as a psychopathic personality, whose behavior is antisocial and who lacks a sense of moral responsibility or social conscience.
Is it possible that we are all living fictional stories? Our interaction with others mere interludes, and yet opportunities to break through the falsehood. Who are we? Unless we are reflected through the eyes of our neighbours, what value do we have as unique individuals? I am what I say I am.... Who has the balls to tell me any different?