A little reflection soon shows how inconceivable it is really to love others (not merely to need them), if one cannot love oneself as one really is. And how could a person do that if, from the very beginning, he has had no chance to experience his true feelings and to learn to know himself? For the majority of sensitive people, the true self remains deeply and thoroughly hidden. But how can you love something you do not know, something that has never been loved? So it is that many a gifted person lives without any notion of his or her true self.
- Alice Miller, The Drama of The Gifted Child
from psychotherapy
inspirations
my stuff is so perfectly formed and neat, i feel like i need some physical torn edges
from secretplace
Making the most of a sticky situation /
Seeing something delicate come to an end
On Being A Fan
There is something so very special about the mentality of the devoted fan. At a certain point the context of the subject (music, art, film, etc.) is subsumed within the personality of that fan and the two become inseparable. I’m not sure everyone gets that sort of connection, but I wish they all did.
—Erik
Erik is my new email friend. He recently contacted me about a band website I made back in 2001. I totally agree with him re:being a fan.
Being a fan in the above sense is not a negative thing at all—but a mutual relationship, a collaboration. Personal connections like this are also always so interesting and hard to quantify. Like mishearing lyrics of your favorite song for some period of time before you finally take advantage of Google and read the “correct” version online. What you thought you heard will always be more special.
