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Be Kind. Be Human.
The hand extended to the dead is just grief. The hand extended to the living is rescue. May we learn the difference. (17/17)
The hand extended to the dead is just grief. The hand extended to the living is rescue. May we learn the difference. (17/17)
When someone says they "can't comprehend" the hand, keep holding it out. Their perception is warped by the Shadow; you must hold the reality they can't see yet.
Authentic care is persistent presence in the face of apparent futility. (16/17)
When someone says they "can't comprehend" the hand, keep holding it out. Their perception is warped by the Shadow; you must hold the reality they can't see yet.
Authentic care is persistent presence in the face of apparent futility. (16/17)
The Shadow does not respond to violence. You cannot drug it into submission. It demands the slow, hard work of acknowledging that the darkness belongs to you. (15/17)
The Shadow does not respond to violence. You cannot drug it into submission. It demands the slow, hard work of acknowledging that the darkness belongs to you. (15/17)
Here is the horror of posthumous emo-rap: The artist told us exactly why he wouldn't survive—the Shadow he couldn't integrate, the help he couldn't accept—and we streamed it as entertainment while he drowned. (14/17)
Here is the horror of posthumous emo-rap: The artist told us exactly why he wouldn't survive—the Shadow he couldn't integrate, the help he couldn't accept—and we streamed it as entertainment while he drowned. (14/17)
Jungian Individuation: Not killing the demons, but dialoguing with them. Recognizing the Persona is a tool, not a home.
Sartrean Authenticity: Accepting the hand, even when you feel you can't, because you are responsible for your survival. (13/17)
Jungian Individuation: Not killing the demons, but dialoguing with them. Recognizing the Persona is a tool, not a home.
Sartrean Authenticity: Accepting the hand, even when you feel you can't, because you are responsible for your survival. (13/17)
For Sartre, the void is possibility. For the depressed, it feels like annihilation. The drugs, the Persona, the music—all became desperate attempts to fill the emptiness with something, anything, even if that something was pain. (12/17)
For Sartre, the void is possibility. For the depressed, it feels like annihilation. The drugs, the Persona, the music—all became desperate attempts to fill the emptiness with something, anything, even if that something was pain. (12/17)
You can't think your way out of a fried nervous system.
Before Jungian integration or Sartrean choice, you need serotonin and sleep. The drugs destroyed the biological substrate necessary for psychological healing. (11/17)
You can't think your way out of a fried nervous system.
Before Jungian integration or Sartrean choice, you need serotonin and sleep. The drugs destroyed the biological substrate necessary for psychological healing. (11/17)
To "comprehend" the hand requires the unbearable work of stopping the cycle. Saying he can't comprehend it is a subtle way of avoiding the terrifying freedom to choose recovery. (10/17)
To "comprehend" the hand requires the unbearable work of stopping the cycle. Saying he can't comprehend it is a subtle way of avoiding the terrifying freedom to choose recovery. (10/17)
This is Shadow-possession. His internal darkness is projected onto the world. Genuine care passes through the filter of depression and is rendered meaningless. (9/17)
This is Shadow-possession. His internal darkness is projected onto the world. Genuine care passes through the filter of depression and is rendered meaningless. (9/17)
For an artist, this is a gift. For a suffering person, it's dangerous. Without a strong Ego filter, the "demons" take the mic. The wound fuels the art, but creating the art keeps the wound open. (8/17)
For an artist, this is a gift. For a suffering person, it's dangerous. Without a strong Ego filter, the "demons" take the mic. The wound fuels the art, but creating the art keeps the wound open. (8/17)
This is the hell of celebrity: Maximum visibility, minimum recognition. Millions watched Juice WRLD, but almost no one actually saw him. (7/17)
This is the hell of celebrity: Maximum visibility, minimum recognition. Millions watched Juice WRLD, but almost no one actually saw him. (7/17)
This is the suffocating nature of the Persona (Jung). The mask of the "successful rapper" was so convincing it cut off oxygen to his True Self. Externally thriving, internally rotting. (6/17)
This is the suffocating nature of the Persona (Jung). The mask of the "successful rapper" was so convincing it cut off oxygen to his True Self. Externally thriving, internally rotting. (6/17)
Addiction is often an attempt to dissolve the self—a vacation from the terrifying responsibility of being a choosing agent. If you’re high enough, the war stops. But it’s an illusion. (5/17)
Addiction is often an attempt to dissolve the self—a vacation from the terrifying responsibility of being a choosing agent. If you’re high enough, the war stops. But it’s an illusion. (5/17)
The trap? Drugs numb the pain but prevent the conscious Ego from developing the strength to integrate the Shadow. You aren't fighting demons; you're sedating yourself while they grow stronger in the dark. (4/17)
The trap? Drugs numb the pain but prevent the conscious Ego from developing the strength to integrate the Shadow. You aren't fighting demons; you're sedating yourself while they grow stronger in the dark. (4/17)
Here lies the tragedy. Jung called this the Shadow: the rejected parts of ourselves.
But Juice WRLD didn't know the crucial Jungian rule: You cannot "get rid of" the Shadow. It doesn't respond to exile. (3/17)
Here lies the tragedy. Jung called this the Shadow: the rejected parts of ourselves.
But Juice WRLD didn't know the crucial Jungian rule: You cannot "get rid of" the Shadow. It doesn't respond to exile. (3/17)
Together, they offer a psychological autopsy. They explain not just what Juice WRLD was feeling, but the precise mechanisms of why the help he received couldn’t save him. (2/17)
Together, they offer a psychological autopsy. They explain not just what Juice WRLD was feeling, but the precise mechanisms of why the help he received couldn’t save him. (2/17)
The energy of limerence is powerful. It’s trapped vitality. Don’t repress it, transmute it.
Take that intense capacity for feeling and pour it into art, into community, into your own life so you don’t need to outsource your aliveness. /End
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The energy of limerence is powerful. It’s trapped vitality. Don’t repress it, transmute it.
Take that intense capacity for feeling and pour it into art, into community, into your own life so you don’t need to outsource your aliveness. /End
alxpilk.me/the-agony-an...
We must distinguish between observation (what a camera sees) and interpretation (the story we tell).
Stop relating to the movie in your head. Start relating to the messy, imperfect human in the room. Ground yourself in the body, not the mind.
We must distinguish between observation (what a camera sees) and interpretation (the story we tell).
Stop relating to the movie in your head. Start relating to the messy, imperfect human in the room. Ground yourself in the body, not the mind.
There is a hidden narcissism in limerence. We are using the other person as a prop to regulate our own emotions or validate our worth.
To love a fantasy is, in a profound way, to fail to see or respect the humanity of the real person standing before you.
There is a hidden narcissism in limerence. We are using the other person as a prop to regulate our own emotions or validate our worth.
To love a fantasy is, in a profound way, to fail to see or respect the humanity of the real person standing before you.
Real relationships are analog, messy, and finite. Limerence requires distance to survive.
This is why the "glimmer" often fades when you actually date the person. Proximity kills the fantasy because reality is the antibiotic to projection.
Real relationships are analog, messy, and finite. Limerence requires distance to survive.
This is why the "glimmer" often fades when you actually date the person. Proximity kills the fantasy because reality is the antibiotic to projection.
Limerence loves a vacuum. Texting and social media provide just enough data to spark interest, and just enough silence for us to project our fantasies into the gaps.
We fall in love with a simulacrum on a screen, not a soul.
Limerence loves a vacuum. Texting and social media provide just enough data to spark interest, and just enough silence for us to project our fantasies into the gaps.
We fall in love with a simulacrum on a screen, not a soul.