INFtha14
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- Joined
- Dec 9, 2008
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- MBTI Type
- INFP
- Enneagram
- 6w7
- Instinctual Variant
- sp/sx
I think this is a great trip inside the head of an INFP. Like I believe this is the best way to get inside what it's like to be INFP without switching bodies if you get me heh. Seeing it
through the eyes of an INFP. This is the closest I would think *?* you can get unless you are really really close to an INFP.
http://fadinglightofglory.deviantart.com/art/I-am-INFP-REWRITTEN-135614120
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I am INFP
I saw a woman walking down the street,
Heading down the path at my back,
Her boots marching a dirge against cold concrete.
The Sky overhead was grey, and the Sun, the lofty Sun,
Played its cruelly one-sided game of hide and seek
Behind the thick curtain of clouds above.
Her shoulders were hunched, her head down,
Grey wind-breaker and brown hair fluttering 'gainst
The bitter wind clothed in Winter's dark cologne.
She was much older than me; weathered, worn, like old leather.
She looked up, then, and I offered a smile
Unrequited.
I met her eyes, she avoided mine,
And in that moment, I knew her,
And I thought to myself:
Stranger, stranger,
What do you see when you look at me?
I don't think you see everything I see, Blue Eyes
- Though I know you very well.
Finally, you meet my eyes, just as we are parallel.
You look at me, and I look into you,
And I see layers and shades, nooks and crannies, and secret places,
Where colours are bright, and nothing is tainted, and no one ever cries;
A world I cannot touch, but perhaps glimpse from afar.
But I want to know and understand, to comprehend, to see.
I cannot help it; it is my nature.
Instead I see half a century of fret and worry,
A thousand fleeting moments of warm, barking laughter,
And the crippling weight of some silent, skulking guilt
That bends your proud shoulders, curves your spine,
And tugs your smile into a deep, dejected scowl.
But amid the frets and the worries and the guilt and gloom,
I see a bright spark of Joy, unadulterated,
Born of hard grimness glancing off happy happenstance;
A roman candle on an inky black night,
Where the damp, bone-deep cold seeps in
And shadows turn into monsters, but you are not afraid.
And I think that, maybe, you are beautiful.But what do you see when you look at me?
The connection breaks, the moment is gone.
We pass each other by, and you will not remember me.
When you get to wherever it is you're going.
I will remember you, though. I will remember
Even as I travel down the path at your back
And with every step that brings me closer to the end, I will ponder Your eyes and a phrase from lifetimes passed by:
I am what you could have been.
from FadingLightOfGlory from the link above.
http://www.responseaust.com.au/UserFiles/File/INFP Profile.pdf
hmmm interesting. I wonder how many INFPs have Supine in Affection in general cause the whole Tin Woodsman example sounds like an INFP with Supine in Affection.
here's a quote from the PDF.
" Remember the tin woodsman in Dorothy and the Wizard of Oz? He was the
fellow whose immense sensitivity and enormous capacity for feeling were hidden behind an armored shell.
He complained that he didn't have a heart, but you knew, from the first time he appeared in the story, that he had one, all right. He just kept it well out of harm's way.
And his wasn't a perfect shield, for now he had to worry each time the tears fell, that he'd corrode his vulnerable armor.
Sound familiar? You, too, shelter your feelings, and they are as formidable as those of the tin
woodsman.
I think a good representation of the being afraid of his tears rusting his armor.
Were probably going to get a new cat soon
and I'm excited but I'm sort of afraid to get close to a cat again after getting so close to a cat that died right in front of me.
It left a huge mark on me. I still will get close to this cat that whenever we get it cause I can't not get emotionally attached to something haha. I'm also level headed enough for human relationships though to walk away if needed. I've been hurt quite a few times
.
Same with my fathers passing it left a huge emotional mark on me. I'm absolutely terrified of the pain that I will feel when my mother passes especially since I have really gotten to know her and stuff. I'm almost scared to get too close to people on a deep level for fear they will die on me. Guess it's something I got to work on heh and I do want fulfilling relationships in life so yeah.
Well anywho just thought i'd do a quick post this morning as I found those two links very awesome if anyone would be insanely curious about even a sliver of what goes on in the INFP mind.
through the eyes of an INFP. This is the closest I would think *?* you can get unless you are really really close to an INFP.
http://fadinglightofglory.deviantart.com/art/I-am-INFP-REWRITTEN-135614120
^
I am INFP
I saw a woman walking down the street,
Heading down the path at my back,
Her boots marching a dirge against cold concrete.
The Sky overhead was grey, and the Sun, the lofty Sun,
Played its cruelly one-sided game of hide and seek
Behind the thick curtain of clouds above.
Her shoulders were hunched, her head down,
Grey wind-breaker and brown hair fluttering 'gainst
The bitter wind clothed in Winter's dark cologne.
She was much older than me; weathered, worn, like old leather.
She looked up, then, and I offered a smile
Unrequited.
I met her eyes, she avoided mine,
And in that moment, I knew her,
And I thought to myself:
Stranger, stranger,
What do you see when you look at me?
I don't think you see everything I see, Blue Eyes
- Though I know you very well.
Finally, you meet my eyes, just as we are parallel.
You look at me, and I look into you,
And I see layers and shades, nooks and crannies, and secret places,
Where colours are bright, and nothing is tainted, and no one ever cries;
A world I cannot touch, but perhaps glimpse from afar.
But I want to know and understand, to comprehend, to see.
I cannot help it; it is my nature.
Instead I see half a century of fret and worry,
A thousand fleeting moments of warm, barking laughter,
And the crippling weight of some silent, skulking guilt
That bends your proud shoulders, curves your spine,
And tugs your smile into a deep, dejected scowl.
But amid the frets and the worries and the guilt and gloom,
I see a bright spark of Joy, unadulterated,
Born of hard grimness glancing off happy happenstance;
A roman candle on an inky black night,
Where the damp, bone-deep cold seeps in
And shadows turn into monsters, but you are not afraid.
And I think that, maybe, you are beautiful.But what do you see when you look at me?
The connection breaks, the moment is gone.
We pass each other by, and you will not remember me.
When you get to wherever it is you're going.
I will remember you, though. I will remember
Even as I travel down the path at your back
And with every step that brings me closer to the end, I will ponder Your eyes and a phrase from lifetimes passed by:
I am what you could have been.
from FadingLightOfGlory from the link above.
http://www.responseaust.com.au/UserFiles/File/INFP Profile.pdf
hmmm interesting. I wonder how many INFPs have Supine in Affection in general cause the whole Tin Woodsman example sounds like an INFP with Supine in Affection.
here's a quote from the PDF.
" Remember the tin woodsman in Dorothy and the Wizard of Oz? He was the
fellow whose immense sensitivity and enormous capacity for feeling were hidden behind an armored shell.
He complained that he didn't have a heart, but you knew, from the first time he appeared in the story, that he had one, all right. He just kept it well out of harm's way.
And his wasn't a perfect shield, for now he had to worry each time the tears fell, that he'd corrode his vulnerable armor.
Sound familiar? You, too, shelter your feelings, and they are as formidable as those of the tin
woodsman.
I think a good representation of the being afraid of his tears rusting his armor.
Were probably going to get a new cat soon
and I'm excited but I'm sort of afraid to get close to a cat again after getting so close to a cat that died right in front of me.
It left a huge mark on me. I still will get close to this cat that whenever we get it cause I can't not get emotionally attached to something haha. I'm also level headed enough for human relationships though to walk away if needed. I've been hurt quite a few times
.Same with my fathers passing it left a huge emotional mark on me. I'm absolutely terrified of the pain that I will feel when my mother passes especially since I have really gotten to know her and stuff. I'm almost scared to get too close to people on a deep level for fear they will die on me. Guess it's something I got to work on heh and I do want fulfilling relationships in life so yeah.
Well anywho just thought i'd do a quick post this morning as I found those two links very awesome if anyone would be insanely curious about even a sliver of what goes on in the INFP mind.
