When an object (or dream or goal) holds sublime status for us, it has the power to steer our movement in the world, in less than wholesome ways. Recall that an object (or dream or goal) attains the status of the sublime when we fantasize its attainment will satiate desire. Spoiler alert: no object, dream or goal will ever satiate desire because desire is innate to our experience as humans.
Dictionary.com defines motley as first, an adjective, “exhibiting great diversity of elements,” and second, a noun, “a medley.” I claim …
Through my content, I intend to empower underlings to insist on community and cooperation, rejecting subservience, demanding respect as autonomous participants in braiding the social tapestry, no longer minions upholding the egos of the reigning authority. We must assert independence from autocratic institutions and despotic social communities.
As an autistic person, I often struggle to understand the origins of my feelings, in spite of the fact that they overwhelm me. Creating content like this helps me understand myself better. It helps me to reframe the narrative of my experience, contextualizing all within the landscape of family dysfunction, and the disconnect between my experience and my parents’ perception of me.
Christmas seemed like a peak amid plunging valleys on the landscape of life within my family of origin. My parents …
Beliefs shape identity, but families shape beliefs. I suspect this is why Freud, and Lacan who followed, asserted that we are all divided subjects. We think we know who we are, but identity is enveloped in our interpretations of the perceptions others have of us. Where is the agency in that?
When gripped by terror and anxious ruminations regarding the risk of my automotive travels, mom settled on what she deemed the only solution. Were my mom’s intent to actually protect her child, as opposed to simply mollify her own disquiet, perhaps, she’d have considered other options.
I feel as though I am caught up within the vortex of a whirlwind these days. Last week, I labored to prepare my kids for the start of our remote learning school year, and this week, we’ve begun. Yet, just after the first morning’s classes, my youngest discovered a boil on her gum, so she had to have an emergency tooth extraction this morning. What a way to begin an already strange and uncertain year!
Using Tania’s list, in concert with online Asperger’s assessments, I can easily qualify my self-diagnosis of ASD. It is my hope that I will find a specialist to corroborate my own analysis.
In this episode of Surviving the Shit, I begin to investigate the role of an inflexible moral code upon my …