Just like me

I’ve typically always written journal entries in such a style that addresses everyone as if they are like me. As best as I can figure, this is not because I want or think that most people are like me, but more so out of an inferiority complex that tells me that I can’t possibly be unique. Yes of course, both views are immeasurably flawed. Most people do not believe as I believe nor think as I think. It’s kind of sad to learn this lesson so many years later; not sad because it took so long, sad because I wish more people were in this boat with me. I’m not sure which makes me feel more anxious, being alone or being apart.

This stage of my life, this “3rd age of awakening,” has brought about a lot of personal reflection. Saying this next thing feels kind of weird in a tingling in the back of the brain way, let’s give it a shot though: “My personal reflections have been about the world.” See what I mean, weird right? My awakening has been rooted in the dirt of what, given the information I have, is best for the world at large.

“Ah yes, how terribly selfless of you Marty. Your life is in such a good place that you no longer have to worry about the things that you’re doing wrong, you can focus on the shit that everyone else is fucking up. I truly wish that we had more people like you in this world, no one would have to worry about themselves because you would be there to do it for them.”

I didn’t mean to sound as if my concern is for the individual people in this world, I don’t really care about them either. *Gasp* Relax, I only said that for effect, I care about myself as well as other people, I’m just trying to do it from the top down. Human nature has a way of making us believe that individual experiences have more meaning than they actually do. Experience a major catalyst in who we are and how we see other people, to that there can be no doubt, but they often fail to address macro scale issues.

  • The poor white person who is told that they have privilege because of their skin color.
  • A woman who believes men should get paid more because of how hard they work in various career fields.
  • A rich black person who thinks that racism can be overcome through personal drive and achievement.
  • The middle class person who wants their lifestyle change to impact the world as a whole.

Personal experiences, although priceless on the individual level, are often worthless when you zoom out; neither validating nor invalidating real problems. It’s not that personal experiences are wrong, it’s not that they didn’t happen, it’s just that sometimes, sometimes, we have to look beyond ourselves and the people directly sounding us. Asking people to take themselves out of the equation feels akin to asking the world to stop eating meat, let’s start slow and see how it goes.

Let’s chat more soon.

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