I was once told that wanting to help others was its own breed of selfishness as well-to convince ourselves for just a moment that we are not alone, or to ensure our own survival, or whatever. I'm still not sure how true that actually is.
I know that at the core of my own being, I desire--more than anything else--not to be alone, but to assume that my own desires and goals are shared by everyone else is arrogance.
Assuming for the moment that both of us are human: we're blood and earth, not theory and chalk. The bundle of contradictions that exist within my very being are not unnoticed, for to be logical all the time is what some would deem to be perfect.
I often tell people that nothing is perfect--that things can only become perfect once you accept them for what they are--but I seriously doubt that perfection is real.
And as humans we are imperfect, selfish, irrational and altogether unholy creatures, but...oh well.
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I was once told that wanting to help others was its own breed of selfishness as well-to convince ourselves for just a moment that we are not alone, or to ensure our own survival, or whatever. I'm still not sure how true that actually is.
I know that at the core of my own being, I desire--more than anything else--not to be alone, but to assume that my own desires and goals are shared by everyone else is arrogance.
Assuming for the moment that both of us are human: we're blood and earth, not theory and chalk. The bundle of contradictions that exist within my very being are not unnoticed, for to be logical all the time is what some would deem to be perfect.
I often tell people that nothing is perfect--that things can only become perfect once you accept them for what they are--but I seriously doubt that perfection is real.
And as humans we are imperfect, selfish, irrational and altogether unholy creatures, but...oh well.