There are habits of the head, the heart and the body. Of these three centres of intelligence, the body is the most difficult to de-condition. It’s where memories congeal. And where pain is.
It’s not a mistake to make a mistake—unless, of course, it’s repeated. Our experiences don’t bring us to the mat; repetition does.
We do not see what we are looking at. We see our thoughts about what we are looking at. Thoughts prevent us from seeing. “Oh, look, there’s a Muslim.” If we don’t understand this, we will never see anything.
The less willing we are to govern ourselves, the more autocratic government will be. Men say they do not like to be told what to do, but that is not true. They have been trained from their very beginnings to take orders. They like to be told what to do. In nation states where this is particularly the case, men in uniform (military, ecclesiastical, business) sit comfortably at the top of the system.
The personality is a set of conditioned behaviours based on past experience. It is an accretion of memory; it functions as an individualized protective device. As personality dictates, some men habitually fight, other men fawn.
I am not my personality. The snail’s shell is not the snail.
Personality is not for improving. It is for dying to, for sloughing off.
I love when I am vulnerable, when my heart is outside of me.