Insecurity – Modern Romanticism

Philosophy – “Why Self-Help Books are Fiction” – 12/28/2021

“Telling a story, especially of another person’s life, is always fiction. It is when that story has been written for togetherness’s sake. When truth is not told, in that story, the deception in its stead will bring unity if only as a short-term distraction. A fiction tale is something that never occurred, and the more a reader to a story is distracted from reality into fantasy, their knowledge of themselves becomes less aware. A story is merely a distraction. Fiction is deception. Seeing ourselves in a character or in the author’s feelings is simply a way to not feel alone with the self’s own burdens.”
– Modern Romanticism

If to tell the truth, then tell it of the self. Understand the self. Then, tear the self apart. Tear your own image, the capturing of yourself upon photographs, into shreds. Shatter your own mirror, your current comprehension of where you reside, both of body and mind.

Self-help books are there to tell a reader that their own faults are not in a scape of loneliness. However, to come to the realization, and then the reminder of what is truthful, being that loneliness, is how any addict ignores the truth or a necessity. Insecurity is addicted to the concept of blending another with the self, without inherently comprehending it in automation. As in, we are insecure when we must be reminded that we are not alone.

All people are subject to insecurity. No one is immune. Writing this as a hypocrite, there are always the addictions, to all persons, to differing mirrors at different directions. At those directions, we believe we might see something different from ourselves, because our addiction to fleeing loneliness has kept us broken. In being broken, we want a new story. We crave comparison and also contrast from the details to our life. Soon, we begin to see if we are special, even in our sorrows. However, all those directions will lead to the same people with their pair of broken arms. They each weep, without difference.

We are all selfish, when we want to be reminded of our suffering. When that happens, we remind someone else, without knowing it, of their suffering.

To alleviate suffering, we should know truth by knowing it at the first glance and the first direction we face.

Self-help books have a market on the insecurities of others. One is not enough, through the same mindset of an addict for cigarettes. When does an addict stop with one dosage? One might think if that were the case, they were never an addict. Purchasing one self-help book is no more the difference to hoarding a collection of novels from differing authors. However, while a novel will be truthful, at least in the sense of being described as fiction, a self-help book deceives in stating that it is non-fiction. How is a self-help book non-fiction, when it does not tell the truth?

Self-help books do only two things:

They remind a reader of their loneliness.
They tell a reader to not feel alone.

Inevitably, the former overlaps onto the latter, becoming its dominant. That is because the addiction to self-help books is never fulfilling. No addiction is fulfilling. Addictions are merely a placeholder for a necessity. In this lack of fulfillment, being reminded of loneliness is the constant or the plural to the singular of being told the reader is not alone. That is, the reminder is what stays as the addiction being against or being the dominant to the truth of their loneliness.

As an addict ignores what it is they need, then so does a reader to self-help books. And what is needed is to tear apart the self to see the wounds, up-close. One must be able to smell the blood that perspires, the flesh that looks the most ragged. One must be able to feel their pain, and then shiver in a cold sweat. Although, anxiety has never killed. Insecurity never kills. It merely feels that way.

Being addicted to what never tells the truth for how wrong a person is, is common. This is to say that self-help books enable people.

Be miserable, if it is needed. Be depressed, if it is needed. If you must comprehend how sick you are, then do not deign yourself in running from it.

And do not run from others who are also sick in their own way, only to return another day to hear another story.

Philosophy – “What Insecurity Does to a Person or People” – 10/11/2021

“Life can be simplified down to the two extremes to follow, if there’s no notion of balance. To be brought towards excess, or to be content to the oneness of truth. To fade into the realm of pleasure, or to comprehend that with truth there could be no discontent without something similar to infidelity.”
– Modern Romanticism

Insecurity follows the road of lies. Those who lead their lives through insecurity are contented with the lies, can believe that ugliness is the same as something beautiful, or to say that living is the same as being dead.

A materialistic nature is objective deception. Materialists are deceivers, since nothing can represent the eternal of what is made to vanish. Our flesh is material, though with a physical nature to it, insecurity is applied through the lustful mindset that craves more of it. It becomes then that the materialist is no different than the compulsive shopper, not ever contented because of lacking the adherence to truth. Through deception, a materialist believe that everything disappears.

If everything vanishes, then nothing is loved. Love is what makes the breakable as unbreakable. Along with making all things once impossible as possible, it allows what was once possible to be impossible for its occurrence. Through knowing what is impossible can be possible, along with what is possible can be impossible, contentment is the result.

Each thing beautiful is what would change, without love. Love is the force of the universe that negates the understanding of change, though the materialist would believe all things begin to alter. Through the materialist mindset, there is no comprehension that human longing is the greatest of illness. Human longing changes the self. Nothing else is altered, except for the self through this sickness of yearning when it is what is being longed for that is expected to not have changed.

All of beauty, on its own, is change. It is the uncontrollable change in the seasons, or the woman who becomes old to no longer dress herself so cleanly nor tidy her hair in the most proper fashion. How many artists remember the prior season, yearn to capture it, because the memory of it did not change? How many men look upon their beloved woman, who became old over so many years, viewing her as still the same in the complexion and glow of youth? Nothing changes, when something is loved.

Though, it is a fear to humans to love. Would not the insecurity be negated, since it is also a fear, when love is truly comprehended of itself? To the loving mind, nothing changes, even when the physical aspects have. Even when someone, who is loved, has died, the love remains to remind an individual of that person’s preciousness.

It can be said that when the insecure person has an immense yearning, they have been in the state of themselves to change. It is of themselves, that in being once beautiful, have turned themselves towards deception. Their changes are within. As beauty is truth when it is loved, it becomes a deception when it always changes. If an insecure person longs, then their yearning is being stretched towards a living thing with a mind that did remember them. It becomes soon a necessity to move on towards change.

Philosophy – “Why Representation can go to Hell” – 3/24/2021

“Whether decided to be qualified enough for a position, is not for the display of yourself upon the pedestal. Even choosing between the apple or the orange is considered for either’s health properties, not for how it appears.”
– Modern Romanticism

You are useful. You should not wish for distrusted sorts to tell you that you appear beautiful. You are not meant to be accepted by your appearances. Instead, you are meant to be accepted by what you can do. You have only one mother. And, you have only one father.

If weak-enough people deem all as meant to be their mothers, then they are insecure. They are addicted to comfort. As a mother will always tell her child that he or she is simply “good enough”, it has also become the common rhetoric of the 21st century. Being perfect enough or good enough is not ever for the ground of function. One can always become better, in terms of function. Though, to better oneself on appearances will only enhance insecurity. It is because one is always insecure when considering their appearances, never for anything else.

One is not insecure for anything other than appearances. This is due to the state of being secure, simply means one is being guarded. Guarded, that is, for beauty. If beauty is taken into consideration by the protector, then it means that they believe the beautiful one to be weak. Though, among people, even of women who display this same rhetoric of wanting to protect themselves, fail to comprehend that capability is there to protect others, not the self. One is never capable for the self, though possesses their skills for the necessity of preserving life. Protection, that is, meaning that the role behind function is of the ugliness to the toiled human form being able to either construct or reconstruct beauty.

If to be secure means to have protection near, so that one’s appearances could be “accepted”, then representation merely displays a person as guarded enough because they are weak. As in, they are meant for their minds to be kept wholly in unwavering dependence on their protector. That is, if the workforce has gained a wish to “represent” the so-called “unrepresented diversities” of the world, it merely means there are certain people who can be deemed as needing to drop their strengths and skills. Such means, their security will come by way of complete and unshakable dependence.

It is now to be said that when a person relies entirely on the protector to guard their own appearance, the “motherhood” aspect of this becomes realized. That is, through the addiction of comfort, we can believe ourselves either perfect or good enough, though never strive for betterment in terms of our skills. As another’s protection will simply delude ourselves into thinking that we are good enough to the protector, then it is our capabilities that remain stagnant to never be improved. It is that the desire for one’s representation is a weakness that stunts individualism.

Again, appearances are what are secured, not one’s skills nor their function. If one’s body is the sight of either what is beautiful or functional, then it is to the latter that shall protect the former. It is always what is functional of this world that protects the beautiful.

It is out of our dependence upon what we comprehend to never betray nor abandon ourselves, being of what we can fully trust, is how we are protected or secured. It is the ugliness to the human form, toiled, battered and vulnerable by a day’s worth of protection, symbolizes how it serves to protect what should be preserved.

Nothing of our functions, when the workforce has garnered a wish to “represent” certain sorts out of their appearances, could be accepted when such a realm has its focus on security. All the more security for those who are insecure enough in their appearances, merely extends the view that these certain sorts should indeed remain weak and increasingly dependent. No person, so dependent on their appearances to be guarded, in their display of being represented in the sense of being diverse, can rely at all upon their own functions or skills. In being weak, a person has no need to guard. Though, were such “represented” people to be strong, they’d find more of a need to protect others.

A Thought – “Philosophy on COVID19” – 4/26/2020

In olden times, we had an entire laundry list of issues to tackle. In today’s time, we invent problems as easily as we invent machines to fix those invented problems. However, when a real problem comes to town, something that science has found too new to handle, all the triviality seems even less important than it ever was. Discovering our identity? Insecurity among adolescents? Insecurity among men? These are luxury issues that we would probably yearn for, in today’s time, to return for boring discussion. Such meager issues are not even on anyone’s mind, during this crisis. A virus as this is the most equal thing, striking at anyone without prejudice. It cares not for our plans, nor for our “pride”. We are, to it, the only thing worth discovering, and soon killing. And, when we find ourselves returning to made-up problems, playing pretend and role-play, we will probably discover relief.