It's true that it's not something with boundaries that you can touch, but that doesn't mean it doesn't exist. Perhaps it doesn't exist as a separate entity, but some combination of conditions, much like liberty. Is liberty worth pursuing even though you can't touch it? Sure, why not.In my opinion, you can't, except through completely personal means. Even if one could determine an "authentic" self, how can you prove it's relevance to 3 dimensional "here and now"? As an NF, I don't have to have the unseen and immaterial explained to me because I tend to accept things on "faith" (i.e. without the need for concrete data), but just for the sake of argument (and you know a good debate turns you on), what's the point of pursuit of the authentic self when it has no address or shape?
Not enough info. I would have to see the fish's facial expression, along with the rest of his wardrobe. Perhaps he's (she's?) wearing pants because she just felt like it one day. In that case, I'd say there's a chance he's (she's??) being very authentic and honest.Fish don't need pants. Would a fish be "inauthentic" in pants?
As far as shame goes -- I'd agree. Shame comes from judging one's self in relation to notions of what's good/successful/proper. Almost fucking worthless.All right, may I ask what tells you that an expression has become distorted? It just feels "wrong" somehow? Also, shame seems to indicate that a person is correlating their actions/attitudes with the general populace and determining the validity/acceptability of such actions/attitudes.
I know an expression is distorted when I question whether it's authentic. That questioning, to me, implies that I'm already judging myself and evaluating my own actions as authentic/inauthentic, which links back to self-consciousness and self-distortion. Why? Because they have the same origin: impatient progress. Meaning, my overeager desire to be authentic is the same overeager desire for change that leads me to distort. Mmmm, that's good.
How Buddhist of you, Richard Gere. *poke*
How others know Edahn is present: by the constant stream of maundering ramble-ations that proceed from the alleged mouth part of the alleged face of said alleged being.
big key, I've found. (From the album Floating Glass Key in the Sky. Just heard the song today and I'm already in .)