/lit/ - Literature

Consider the following:

Human interaction, even from an egoistic viewpoint, can be good or bad, constructive or destructive. Life can be exiting, vibrant, full of reprocicated emotions. And it can be dull, colorless, almost dead even in interaction with other beings.

What spook is it then that haunts our lives and paints it full of lovely colors - or deprives it of it's ingenuity? Is it our ego that decides whether to make life come alive or kill it off? How then do you explain the friendzone? or jealousy? Is it the fault of the others?

There are certain simple rules of communication, or life, that if you play along makes life come alive. And if you break them, the air goes out of the balloon. They can be ascertained empirically by observing life. Spooks?

This might be hard to grasp for a teenager, sure, but if you have some experience in life, you will know that there are ways of playing that work, and ways that just dont. You can't justify the latter by saying 'my ego and my own and the rest is spookery'. I mean, you can, and you will probably end up feeling very lonely.

I get how Stirner is good for misfits who feel that succubing to certain social conventions is subverting themselves to 'spooks'. The key though, is not ego or it's own or ghostbusting. The key might be affirmation as opposed to assertation. This is where Stirner's egoistic paradigm can also become very very destructive- just saying...

Interaction can be open, honest, considerate, etc - it can also be the opposite- depending on the egos interacting, their feelings at the moment and their ability (or lack thereof) to listen to and appreciate the sentiments (or expressions thereof) of the other. Even more so, once a communicative pattern is established, it tends to reinforce itself. If I start calling you a raging faggot, I will most likely get the same answer. So, we have the possibility to open the treasure chest that is life, or close it.

Unfortunately, most of the time, we are to consciouss about ourselves and our own needs to be consciouss about what's actually going on. Afterwards we ight think 'mum is such an asshole' or 'my boss is such a faggot', but we are still not conscious about what's happening. And even, when someone manages to 'open' us- we are mostly unconscious thereof, because we are too busy with our ego and it's own. And if we really open, we tend to get possesive and jealous.

I think it is safe to assume that some spooks are very very real. More so than our egos and their own.