
Your ego wants you to win so you feel good about yourself. Yet it’s exactly the ego itself that’s sabotaging you from winning. The paradox: Killing the ego before it becomes big is a great way to sustain a happy life, because once it gets enough power, you’ll start to beat yourself up for small stuff. It’s a guaranteed way to cripple yourself.
(“Inside Out Mastery” by Mick De Boers)
THE EGO.
It’s that double-headed little beast on your shoulder that’s constantly looking for a stronger sense of identity by feeding our superiority. The ego cannot tolerate inferiority, because it feeds off of the pain that comes with our insecurities. It never feels like it’s enough, so, it’s constantly trying to add to its sense of self to feel superior.
So, with that …
Stop waiting on your fifteen minutes of fame, ’cause you’re not special. I’m not trying to rain on your parade, but you’re not special. I’m not trying to bring you down. I’m not trying to sound so ineffectual … but you’re not special!
Okay, people … CALM YOUR TITS … because, also? You’re INCREDIBLY fucking special, but the only way to ever truly reach your “I’M SO SPECIAL” potential is by first realizing that you’re NOT! Didja catch that?
You’re NOTHING, EVERYTHING, and ALL OF IT!
Try not to take things so personally all the time and consuming yourself with what others may be thinking, saying, or judging about you. Chances are high that most everyone is just living in their own very special and also NOT THAT SPECIAL moments on this big, blue, EPIC marble we call home!
Long story short?
You HAVE to kill it! Your ego, that is:
Ego death is a “complete loss of subjective self-identity”. The term is used in various intertwined contexts, with related meanings. Jungian psychology uses the synonymous term psychic death, referring to a fundamental transformation of the psyche. In death and rebirth mythology, ego death is a phase of self-surrender and transition, as described by Joseph Campbell in his research on the mythology of the Hero’s Journey. It is a recurrent theme in world mythology and is also used as a metaphor in some strands of contemporary western thinking.
(“Ego Death” via Wikipedia)
Trust me when I tell you that mine is still in Rigor mortis … BUT … the stiffer it gets as it’s heading 6 feet under, the freer, happier, and more connected I’ve become to myself and this “EVERYTHING” I’m securely UNattached to. As a result, my sense of self no longer feels more distinct or “special” than anyone else’s. Meaning? I’VE GOTTEN THE FUCK OVER MYSELF! Meanwhile, I also feel deeply and intrinsically connected to both the Universe and humanity, which is ALSO paradoxical since I’m blissfully alone (but not “lonely”) and at peace literally 99.9% of the time.
And so, with that …
“Hurry up before you go and get old. Hurry up before your blood runs cold. None of us were ever meant to stay. We’re all gonna find out one day. You see, life’s too short to run it like a race. So, it’s never gonna matter if you win first place, ’cause we’re all the same. Stop waiting on your fifteen minutes of fame, ’cause you’re not special. I’m not trying to rain on your parade, but you’re not special. I’m not trying to bring you down. I’m not trying to sound so ineffectual … but you’re not special.”




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