oscarwilde
Active member
I've been reading the forum for several hours now, and I'm getting convinced that this group of individuals who are somehow, secretly and inherently connected throughout the globe by the dark spell of social phobia, might have something else in common. I believe it's no coincidence we are the silent ones, it seems the world in fact wants us to shut up. Others always dominate us, but why? We may be weak - if by 'weak' one means someone who is a deeply emotional and moral being, someone who thinks twice and feels a hundred times more than the average person. Most if not all people here are so kind and gentle, it's hard not to see the pattern...
I have the feeling that we all are the victims of the universe's self-contained conspiracy, the thousand years old war on emotions. Mankind is trying to oppress the white half of the yinyang, banishing it from public life (even though it's most certainly impossible to do). White represents the female energy, its traits being empathy, kindness, gentleness, creativity, intuition. The world seems to go on rejecting the offerings of white and favouring the masculine above all with its bold determination, analitical, materialistic, linear type of thinking. Society is thus out of balance. /I am NOT saying women as a group should fancy themselves more important than the other half - (we all saw how that turned out with some whackjob feminists who ended up manifesting the worst of masculine energy.) /
What I'm trying to say is that I suspect most of us here hold a particular sort of tenderness that is seen in society as weakness or something to be ashamed of, however deep down we might know it's not the case. Personally, I have loads of memories when I got humiliated for being kind, open and emotional and were suggested that it is not the 'norm'. This might be an additional factor, maybe even a root to my problem. Being highly suggestible, I learned to hate the very things in myself that are inseparable from my nature. This might have lead to the conflicting feelings I go through in my social awkwardness. It's hard to tell where phobia begins ... maybe society was phobic of me way before I became a social phobic!
The beginnings are not important howoever. Losing the gift of love is a dangerous tendency which I experience in myself and in others day after day. We should get more conscious of who we are. Coming out of our shell is not purely for personal gain, it could be a contribution to the world. So, to sum it up, not only the injustice of being trodded upon but the absolute neccesity of global healing invoked this little rant from me, I hope some of you can relate.
Could this be real, or is it just my notorious megalomania creeping upon me again? You tell me!
I have the feeling that we all are the victims of the universe's self-contained conspiracy, the thousand years old war on emotions. Mankind is trying to oppress the white half of the yinyang, banishing it from public life (even though it's most certainly impossible to do). White represents the female energy, its traits being empathy, kindness, gentleness, creativity, intuition. The world seems to go on rejecting the offerings of white and favouring the masculine above all with its bold determination, analitical, materialistic, linear type of thinking. Society is thus out of balance. /I am NOT saying women as a group should fancy themselves more important than the other half - (we all saw how that turned out with some whackjob feminists who ended up manifesting the worst of masculine energy.) /
What I'm trying to say is that I suspect most of us here hold a particular sort of tenderness that is seen in society as weakness or something to be ashamed of, however deep down we might know it's not the case. Personally, I have loads of memories when I got humiliated for being kind, open and emotional and were suggested that it is not the 'norm'. This might be an additional factor, maybe even a root to my problem. Being highly suggestible, I learned to hate the very things in myself that are inseparable from my nature. This might have lead to the conflicting feelings I go through in my social awkwardness. It's hard to tell where phobia begins ... maybe society was phobic of me way before I became a social phobic!
The beginnings are not important howoever. Losing the gift of love is a dangerous tendency which I experience in myself and in others day after day. We should get more conscious of who we are. Coming out of our shell is not purely for personal gain, it could be a contribution to the world. So, to sum it up, not only the injustice of being trodded upon but the absolute neccesity of global healing invoked this little rant from me, I hope some of you can relate.
Could this be real, or is it just my notorious megalomania creeping upon me again? You tell me!
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