The phoney story of “me”

The most horrendous and incurable disease is the
overrated significance you ascribe your ego.

The more ensnared you are in your specific life history
the more incurious and uninterested you are in the others…
In turn, the others are solely concerned about themselves.

No wonder there is no public space nowadays:

Everything has become a sum of non-encounters.

And where there is no encounter, there is only failure.

What about you, what inspires you?

Aniketan K:
Your words are really helping me to build myself.

I am curious to know your source of inspiration, if I may

Me:
It´s simply My Self…mainly. Don´t confuse it with “myself”. ;)

Then, certainly: true and genuine dialogues…great encounters…trigger largely my creativity. All my great artistic endeavours are actually a direct outcome of a close meeting with life through and together with another person.

My blog is called Mirrors of Encounters as a way of pointing to that.

Melissa commenting my last post

Old World Charm Vintage:
Mirrors of Encounters has obviously a great amount of followers who are interested in what you have to say, I’m sure this connection will still be there even if you do change your tonality, or how about a second blog to use in a different way maybe ? I am no master to be trying to give you advise though, but thought I best try with something as your sounding a little distressed.

Me:
Don´t let yourself be deceived by my tone. No, I couldn´t say I was “distressed”, on the contrary,
I felt great peace while writing those things, but at the same time some kind of frenzied fervour, of being totally fed up with both my own and others hypocrisy.

I am not a sham and neither an ingratiating hypocrite, but I kind of felt that I am beginning to be one,
if I am to be afraid of other people´s resentment and fear to hear the raw truth.

BEAUTIFUL AND INTELLIGENT LIES ARE ATROCIOUSLY DANGEROUS. We need to cut deep into the infected sore, if we are going to heal.

Most people I encounter don´t want to heal. They want to remain diseased, it is their identity
The question is: DO WE WANT TO HEAL?

If we want that, than we have to accept that Truth hurts terribly in the beginning.

When it comes to a second blog, I´ve been considering that myself. I´ll see – at the end of the day, I want to have everything under the same roof…

If I were to have a second blog, what would be “A DIFFERENT WAY” in your opinion…?