Sunday, August 1, 2010
Some of us become so entirely involved in the social frame that we lose our capacity to know the difference between what actually makes us happy as individuals versus what others socially recognize as being happy. One can then say emphatically, "This assumes that outward appearance is separate from inner experience; like we all hide certain thoughts and feelings about others from others during any type of social interaction; as if happiness is an outward act of posturing and presenting oneself as being happy. I mean, are we to do cartwheels and wear bibs in case we find the difficulty of our holding back our happiness too great causing us to salivate uncontrollably?" Polarization is unnecessary here. Some indeed find tremendous happiness in the social frame and that happiness is real and true. But the fact remains that one can only act in the social fame among other actors for so long in the day. Every actor must act alone at some point within the thoughts that come to mind during that all important alone time where we can physically and emotionally separate ourselves from the day. LLc 98.2
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