“We were never really born, we will never really die. It has nothing to do with the imaginary idea of a personal self, other selves, many selves everywhere: Self is only an idea, a mortal idea. That which passes into everything is one thing. It’s a dream already ended,” wrote Jack Kerouac in a letter to his first wife, found in The Portable Jack Kerouac. Continue reading
“How odd I can have all this inside me and to you it’s just words.” ― David Foster Wallace, The Pale King.
David Foster Wallace, American novelist and short story writer, is a person I was unfamiliar with until I recently heard his Kenyon College Commencement address, which took place in 2005. After hearing it, while I don’t agree with absolutely everything he said, I’m completely besotted. In the words of Emery Allen, “I think I fall in love a little bit with anyone who shows me their soul.” Continue reading
Every one of us lives with a created self.
The created self, often referred to as the ‘ego’, is simply the person we believe ourselves to be. It encompasses our career choice, our social circles, our values, virtues, talents and the personality traits which we hope the people we meet would attest to. It’s our identity.
Often given a bad rap, the created self is necessary, to an extent. It reminds us to dress somewhat appropriately for work, to follow unspoken social rules such as listening to others when they speak, and to not road-rage at the idiot driver. Continue reading