I find it fascinating how people with really deep convictions would rather implode than change their views. When that moment strikes where you realize you’re wrong in the midst of an argument, how hard is it to admit it? So much of our action is wrapped up in emotion, and we almost always never realize it. Every choice, every reaction, everything we do, despite how well thought out or deeply planned, is executed on a whim. We act out of anger. We act out of sorrow. We act out of joy. We’re manic and we do shit. We’re seething and we do shit. And very rarely do we stop and consider how absolutely insane it is to argue that our decisions are logical when logic has very little, if anything, to do with our behavior.
We’re a mess of thoughts, tangled up in feelings, and the feelings drive our thoughts, piecing them together in a stream that suggests some rationale upon which we act. But is it ever really rational? I want to be angry about something so I find something to be angry about. I want to take pride in something so I work to create something I can be proud of. I want to be happy so I do what makes sense to do to be happy. Notice this is all emotionally driven. We think we know what we want, but more often than not, the truth lies buried in the subconscious. Why are you always mad about something when you claim you want to be happy? You’re always able to find something to be mad about because you actually want to be mad. If that wasn’t the case, you’d change the people and things in your environment to bring you closer to how you want to feel. We really do create the conditions for our existence, but often times are completely unaware that we do so.
Ultimately, this serves as an important reminder to myself to take more time for self-reflection, and also to not take myself so seriously. Emotions are messy, logic is incoherent, and we’re all just fucking nuts, while trying our best to make sense of an insane world.
We’re all mad here.
Anyway, here’s @tarion from her set Follow the White Rabbit:
