Sign up to save your podcasts
Or
Share 🪳 Are You an Insect or a Person?
Share to email
Share to Facebook
Share to X
Share to email
Share to Facebook
Share to X
Or
🪳 Are You an Insect or a Person?
📲 FREE PDF “CLIFFSNOTES” for the multi-award-winning & Amazon #1 bestselling GET OUT OF HERE ALIVE …
Sol Luckman, GET OUT OF HERE ALIVE
Compared to anonymity with its lack of social pressure fostering extraordinary personal freedom—people plastering their face all over the internet are far more likely to be phonies.
These famous lines from T. S. Eliot’s “The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock” perfectly elucidate this dynamic:
And I have known the eyes already, known them all—The eyes that fix you in a formulated phrase,And when I am formulated, sprawling on a pin,When I am pinned and wriggling on the wall,Then how should I beginTo spit out all the butt-ends of my days and ways?And how should I presume?
Oh, the irony!
Today’s online narcissists making viral videos touting the virtues of authenticity and how to embody them to the letter—often complete with long catechisms of specific dos and don’ts—remind one of plastic insects “pinned and wriggling on the wall” for inspection by the scrutiny of the public gaze.
Gone is their liberty to be anything other than what they’re assessed as being by the “eyes” forever watching and judging.
Their public identity is now “pinned” down and “fixed” by the “formulated” phrases used to describe it—phrases that speak to the domain, kingdom, phylum, class, order, family, genus and species of the insectoid under examination.
Such people, who fancy themselves so alive, are in a sense dead to the world. This is especially sad given that, as Carl Jung sagely observed, the “privilege of a lifetime is to become who you truly are.” Meanwhile, to cite Virginia Woolf, a “self that goes on changing is a self that goes on living.”
Copyright © Sol Luckman. All Rights Reserved.
✌️ Sol Luckman here. If you appreciate the labor of love that is my Substack, join other freethinkers seeking to transcend today’s hive mind by not just surviving but THRIVING. Please …
* Smash that like button!
* Comment!
* Share with fellow curious minds!
* And if you haven’t already, commit to your own healing & transformation by GOING PAID!
Creating unmatched original & empowering content is my full-time gig. Consider supporting my mission to shine a light in dark times by “paying it forward” with a discounted monthly or yearly subscription. Gratitude & blessings. 🙏
This is a public episode. If you'd like to discuss this with other subscribers or get access to bonus episodes, visit solluckman.substack.com/subscribe
View all episodes
By Sol Luckman
5
22 ratings
📲 FREE PDF “CLIFFSNOTES” for the multi-award-winning & Amazon #1 bestselling GET OUT OF HERE ALIVE …
Sol Luckman, GET OUT OF HERE ALIVE
Compared to anonymity with its lack of social pressure fostering extraordinary personal freedom—people plastering their face all over the internet are far more likely to be phonies.
These famous lines from T. S. Eliot’s “The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock” perfectly elucidate this dynamic:
And I have known the eyes already, known them all—The eyes that fix you in a formulated phrase,And when I am formulated, sprawling on a pin,When I am pinned and wriggling on the wall,Then how should I beginTo spit out all the butt-ends of my days and ways?And how should I presume?
Oh, the irony!
Today’s online narcissists making viral videos touting the virtues of authenticity and how to embody them to the letter—often complete with long catechisms of specific dos and don’ts—remind one of plastic insects “pinned and wriggling on the wall” for inspection by the scrutiny of the public gaze.
Gone is their liberty to be anything other than what they’re assessed as being by the “eyes” forever watching and judging.
Their public identity is now “pinned” down and “fixed” by the “formulated” phrases used to describe it—phrases that speak to the domain, kingdom, phylum, class, order, family, genus and species of the insectoid under examination.
Such people, who fancy themselves so alive, are in a sense dead to the world. This is especially sad given that, as Carl Jung sagely observed, the “privilege of a lifetime is to become who you truly are.” Meanwhile, to cite Virginia Woolf, a “self that goes on changing is a self that goes on living.”
Copyright © Sol Luckman. All Rights Reserved.
✌️ Sol Luckman here. If you appreciate the labor of love that is my Substack, join other freethinkers seeking to transcend today’s hive mind by not just surviving but THRIVING. Please …
* Smash that like button!
* Comment!
* Share with fellow curious minds!
* And if you haven’t already, commit to your own healing & transformation by GOING PAID!
Creating unmatched original & empowering content is my full-time gig. Consider supporting my mission to shine a light in dark times by “paying it forward” with a discounted monthly or yearly subscription. Gratitude & blessings. 🙏
This is a public episode. If you'd like to discuss this with other subscribers or get access to bonus episodes, visit solluckman.substack.com/subscribe
More shows like Sol Luckman Uncensored
View all
The Higherside Chats
3,428 Listeners
Aeon Byte Gnostic Radio
450 Listeners
Good Vibrations Podcast
193 Listeners
Crrow777Radio
1,100 Listeners
My Family Thinks I'm Crazy
706 Listeners