Being sensitive follows an inverted U-curve.
Only up until a certain point does it make your life richer (you notice more nuance, beauty, meaning, atmosphere, moods). Beyond that, it becomes a retreat into yourself. You're not actually feeling more things. You're just experiencing yourself.
The senses offer a useful analogy. Imagine the person who has such an impossibly strong sense of smell that he can smell his own nose. Or the one with such hyperacuity he can see even the cornea of his own eyes.
However, once the nose becomes perceptible to itself, its own smell would become the dominant odor in the olfactory field. Because it sits at the source of smelling itself. Likewise, in the same way that ringing in the ears can drown out all other sounds, if the cornea were visible to the eye, it would partially obscure everything else we see.
So every faculty has a point past which more intensity stops increasing contact with reality and instead starts interfering with it. In fact, a faculty works best when it disappears into its object.
Being excessively “sensitive,” although often romanticized, can turn you into an accidental narcissist, insistent on pointing the perceptual “camera” at yourself, when in reality it should be turned outward, in search of the hidden wonders of a world beyond (and greater than) you.
In this way, you have to let go of your eyes to see. Let go of your emotions to feel. Let go of yourself to be.
It used to be that weaker men were resentful and envious of stronger men.
Now they’re resentful and envious of the WOMEN who those stronger men are with.
They feel defeated by other men, so they subconsciously start competing with women instead:
Fantasizing about how much easier it would be to “win” if they were a woman instead
Weirdly certain they would succeed as the opposite sex even though they can’t as their own
Ways to "break the spell" of technology by deliberately EXAGGERATING ITS MECHANICS:
- Scrolling rapidly through your feed, watching how it literally. goes. on. forever. all the individual posts indiscriminately blur into an endless stream of “look here look here look here”
- Asking an LLM absurd or incoherent questions one after another just to see the machine's blank willingness to keep producing "answers"
- Playing a song and restarting it at the same point again and again, until the loop becomes eerie and the illusion collapses. the music is not a live (i.e., living) performance. it is a recording, endlessly repeatable. the same ghost, summoned again and again
If you’re so sure you’re above a task, you’re likely actually below it.
(e.g. flabby office worker who sneers at physical labor but couldn’t survive a day on a construction site. or “correct” woman who scorns the ditsy party girl but lacks a single fun, charming bone in her body)
I hoard X bookmarks and never read them. So I built an extension that injects a bookmarked post into my main feed every time I open X (almost like an ad). Now I read my bookmarks.
The trick was hijacking real estate I already check 50 times a day
Realized “Hellfire” and “Heaven’s Light” from The Hunchback of Notre Dame are both about Esmeralda. The same exact woman is seen obsessively by one man as a demon and innocently by another as an angel. Who you are in someone else’s eyes entirely depends on their own soul. Especially true for women