too many "me"s... i read something hoping for some answers, i ended up with more questions. no its not helping. Its like there are multiple conflicting "you"s ( or should i say "me"s)... and then you search for something inside you there, and you find more "you"s ("me"s) and one moment u can relate to them all, and then next moment they are all different. if we were all created, and if the purpose of life was to get liberated, then why was this whole mess up the way its messed up. its as if u were part of some video game, and the designer kept adding complexities (to just amuse himself??) or may be make it tougher, but then isn it he who s leaving? what if this all is just a "matrix" or something vaguely similar... more like a huge trap, and you just got a find a way out. How does it feel to know that you are just here for the amusement of someone up there... the whole world something like a massive cock-fight... or some bizarre sci-fi robo-wrestling. a game that progresses and develops on its own... just a game... and there is no more meaning... just the amusement of some higher being! would "life" still be the same... would you mark yourself lucky to be a part of it?
Many years ago, a male friend quoted, “a girl/woman in a relationship is somehow more attractive to other guys”. I didn’t really give a thought to it then, it could have been well merely his opinion. But what with guys liking girls who are already with someone else (and vice versa) I thought it wasn’t as simple as that. At a broader, abstract level, we as social creatures, seek conformity in our actions, a kind of acceptance. We are more willing to conform to something that has been already accepted. More than often we conform to social codes, rules, without questioning them because they already have some acceptance for them. We tend to believe that anything that has been accepted should be worth accepting. The other way of looking at it, and this one’s a personal favourite, is the Damsel-in-Distress Syndrome. Okay, there’s no such syndrome really, and I came up with the name, but it fits. So a couple of years ago, I had this friend who thought a girl was driving him nut...
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