@bluewmist That comes either as a consequence of Ego Death or Psychic death (as some Jungian psychoanalists would say). Or as the aftermath of actualized Solipsism - a frenzy of narcissistic mania. A vast part of lived life, which consists of states in between, is pervaded by suffering.
The architecture of excellence, it turns out is built not on the solid ground of certainty, nor in the Entropic drifts of chaos, but on the dynamic equilibrium of optimal tension, where a man's potential finds its fullest expression.
To reject the world’s cold logic and double down - unyielding in the face of doubt, might be the most foolish move you ever make.. or the one that carves your name into eternity. Salvation might just be hiding behind madness - the choice to bet it all on a fire only you can feel.
You have toiled far too hard to be content with a moral victory, your soul yearns for victory in its full glory. All or nothing. Know that all the toil that shall lead you to the throne...it's meant to be.
The latter's yearning for solitude is the 'cope' to create. Musashi, Bruce Wayne, Van Gogh, Zach Pogrob (@zachpogrob ) (if I may), fit the latter archetype.
Cope can be deadly. Cope can be powerful. Yin and the Yang.
Cope is undeservedly vilified. While it is easy to default to cope when the going gets rough. On the contrary, cope can be useful if it gets you to create. Two sides of the same coin.
Solitude, for example, can be on such 'cope'. Exemplified in the hermit - ascetic - monk archetype, vs. the wounded warrior archetype - the one who's been trodden upon, who's been spit on, dismissed, labelled as past his glory days, discarded...
@sometimesjoey@bonspy2@Rainmaker1973 So does that mean the mass being lesser due to the slab sinking, and as a consequence of the lesser mass, the gravitational pull is weaker. Or am I missing something?
To grow is to make the dance between intuition and counter-intuition - fashioning counter-intuition into intuition, and analogously intuition through counter-intuition. Interestingly, it also demands when to trust the instincts, and when to hold back, retreat and think it through
Turns out there were some blanks in my ammo, which ended up costing me the battle. Lesson learnt, the hard way. Better to enter a gunfight with a bazooka than to be undone by own ineffectiveness. We live to fight another day. Down, but never out...