Saturday, March 14, 2009

The Filter

There are times when I am particularly critical of a topic, or you can hear the stress in my voice on something. But every time an advice of considerable importance escaped my lips, it reeks. Advices, made simple, consist of experiences earned or heard. The quality of both are subjected to the source that distilled it. Products of an impure filter can be anything but pure.

My advices are provided under the pretext that I wouldn't want you to make the mistake I managed to avoid or make. It stinks for I sniffed the effort of imposing superiority. It reeks for I dread the impotence of advices which consist of just ''should'' and not ''how''. And when I might be aggressive to ensure the acceptance of the filtered product, I felt the stance is taken not against the beaker but rather the filter itself. Mostly, directed at the filter who had tainted itself.

Is the effort of imposing superiority a psychological deficiency of my being, or is it a greater malady of mankind themselves, with the sense of insecurity as the mother, and the father, the Hollow within.

A vacuum would fill itself relentlessly if, matter is present. Insecurity, being the consequence of inferiority, would seek compensation and through the effort, it attains it. But fuel needs replenishment for infinity is as of yet, beyond reach.

The Hollow within, however, aspires a different remedy, though of the same nature. The narcissist are those least assured of themselves and thus, repeatedly solicit recognition. It can manifests its symptoms like an empty box being proud of the brand imprinted, a.k.a. fusion, with the perceived superior being. Or venture, as a sign of strength, to overcome the perceived superior.
Either way in the end is still external strength, without the contents inside to support it, the struggle would only continue, and gravitate.

Acknowledging the demerits in my being is the beginning of the war opposing my own shortcomings. Perhaps total victory would forever elude me but for now, I shall strive to tilt it to my favor for that's in my opinion at least, more practical......