Satyr wrote:
You tell yourself that it's because I'm insecure, part of you understands that I am frustrated with stupidity and am venting - the latter is partially true - but you can't imagine any other motive so instead you settle for the least flattering, towards me, which is derived from you transposing your own psychology upon me.
A good example of transference... switching the subject to favor your own shaky position. Not uncommon.
Satyr wrote:...could it also be possible that these epithets are my true and honest assessment of most of you?
Do you assume, imbecile, that because I insult you I must insult everyone, or that I might not really mean it?
Sadder... other than publicly acknowledging "these epithets are my true and honest assessment of most of you" which is no shock but a curiosity, I believe you 'really mean it', like a child stamping his foot to show that he, too, is a hu'man.
Satyr wrote:these epithets are my true and honest assessment of most of you why do you impose your purposes and moralities upon me?
Doth do complain to much... I'm not imposing anything on you but rather telling you how you are viewed by me and many others... and there is no comparison to be had with "fine wines, beautiful art, sophisticated females, well-crafted food"... material goods that are as shallow as your philosophical rants attempting to prove all men are scum and to be ignored, while YOU, know of all the social graces and are endowed with special gifts that give you the right to judge others. But in reality, you are just as limited and needy as the rest of hu'manity. There is nothing special that I've witnessed other than your interest in Philosophy which you seem to feel is only worthy of your own interpretation.
Satyr wrote:Can it be possible that I do not consider you humans and I feel no obligation towards the mass of filth out there, allowed to replicate and preserve its weakness and stupidity without being culled?
Anything is possible but possibilities are only as good as the ability to act upon them. Placing yourself upon a pedestal for no other reason than to say to yourself, "I'm above the commoner.." is only deceiving yourself with this artificial edifice you have created in our own mind... a necessity to fulfill a void within, one of lacking that disturbs you and ultimately is in control of your life. You fail to fully embrace, "Know Thyself" knowing your own weaknesses without understanding how to overcome them. Fine wines, artwork and women certainly never cured anyone of ignorance... ignoring the problems within that haunt you.
Satyr wrote:my love, my loyalty, my trust, my compassion, my respect, is not as cheap as a whore's affections. I do not just sell them to anyone or give them away to all.
Again your admitting your insecurity here. These things in your head you consider beyond the reach of just anyone... gawd, how low could 'sadder' get by allowing a mere common man ANY of his wondrous love, loyalty, trust, compassion, respect...? Values you have mis-characterized as being reserved for 'Special People," yourself uppermost.
Satyr wrote:These are your christian moralities, not mine.
MY Christian morals? Like different from your own Christian morals..?
This is not about morality or religions that we're talking about. This is about your proclamation to "Know Thyself" and how you have completely missed the depth of those two words.
Knowing oneself is a spiritual experience that words clumsily attempt to explain but yet many have adequately attempted it. This does not mean such an experience did not exist to the individual solely based upon an inadequate definition. Knowing you enjoy wines, art and beautiful women (pretty common interests given the subjective nature of "fine" and 'beautiful") you seem to have embraced as a definition of who you are. That is not knowing thyself. Far from it. What you have created for yourself on this board is an illusion so as to veil yourself in a mystery... a character out of a novel that can be whatever they choose to make themselves... and you have chosen "satyr" as witnessed by the way you envision yourself, that mysterious and dangerous looking goat-like persona with devilish looking eyes.... that is the avatar YOU picked to reflect YOUR SELF... for others to respond and react to. But, and you know this all too well, this is not YOU, the real inner you. You are filled with fear and suspicion, as I have spoken about earlier, and YOU yourself chooses to be stand-off-ish with your demeanor and characterization of that unknown Self within.
Satyr wrote:I am not dependent on popularity or seek mass approval...; my pride and my self-esteem is not influenced by the judgments of apes, nor to I seek their tenderness and friendship.
A self-serving, needless comment... even beyond you. You emphasize popularity and approval with the word "mass"... as in many, multiples. Though you feel not dependent upon those multiples... deep within you you actually would embrace a mass acceptance quicker than could shout "wow!" were it to magically happen. You think of all the lovely excesses your ego could indulge in - better and more expensive fine wines, more expensive artworks and the adoration of those beautiful women you so admire. That is you ego demanding these material hooks to sway you from "Knowing Thyself." But you'd do it in a heartbeat. "Sadder", despite your denials of what and who you are, you are just as much a simpleton and ignoramus as all the rest of the world that you feel are worthless. You feel that same worthlessness in yourself. That is where all those material loves come into your life - diversions from reality, masking your own insignificance. But don't be ashamed... it happens so easily with the best of intentions but before you know it what you have created within you has shadowed your original face and you become this character that feels that you are beyond the pale.... you know so much more than we petty characters on the stage, "all of you are piles of feces served on a silver platter." Please... you act like a fool when you attempt to give credence to yourself... you become the very feces you speak of.
An incredible waste of talent... character suicide. And for what? to merely piss others off. Amazing.