Me-ism is that culture which promotes an egoistic or more precisely a false concept of the self that one is. In the bodily form arises an aspect of what is not. It is that which is seen and most readily observable to others. When we say that that we love or hate someone what is meant is that there is either an attraction or some extreme dislike to the other’s bodily projection as seen by the gross senses.
What arise in such a mode of being is a truncated version of the self that one is, an exterior form of the self, a form not quite with itself as the subject likewise is entangled and immersed in the mundane where there may not be clarity. It is like searching for a unicorn, where one is always bewildered or mesmerised… not for lack of trying but in the main for not quite knowing where, how to proceed and indeed seeking that what is not.
That what is not is the arena where one functions as a bewildered being and so all that one encounters likewise turns into a futile exercise partly as the modus vivendi is within the realm of the known …… that culture which is not an open ended one but merely closed at the level of the gross level a kind of a brute form which ignores the quintessence of the self. The superficial and material takes over as one resides at that level of the obvious or the mundane in which one is firmly entangled. It a crude form that one is faced with. Likewise, a similar portrait is perceived via the other. Or it may be all be blurred as that arena is a polluted one based on the interactions which holds one to ransom at that gross level.
To be sure it is not what I am proposing to do herewith and or provide the reader with a fait accompli in an era where everyone seeks things to be done instantly. If you may not do so, others would readily throw finger of accusations stating that one is not up to it as if there are some predefined ways of doing things in life. Where one does not join such club, a label is thrown at the other stating they do not quite belong to that culture which merely reinforces a certain way to be.
I shall refrain from engaging in a style which claims that one knows but rather with Socrates use the latter’s dictum of ‘all that I know is that I know nothing’. In a way that becomes a mode of basing one’s search rather than be a fixation which is a common trend or the idea of being and indeed living becomes a perennial search whilst probing into intelligence rather than adopting the norms of the mental faculty as the latter merely forces one to be there and or perceptions of the what is via a veil.
It is towards this culture or the set form of being in the mundane within the material world that I am venting this blog as a way of clarifying. Let us see that bodily self clearly projects a way of being at subjugating every other. It is a fiercely conditioned state where one simply run, run and run from the start of a working day to the evening whilst delving very little on the real self that one is. Or that one is not in the realm of eat, drink and be merry. Challenge it and more open opposition is created. It is best left alone where there is a non- rapport way of being where the ‘me ‘or the ‘I’ along with the others are self-contented caught up in a fixed norm of the superficial gazing at each other. In such interactions there can never be an openness as the revelation and the revealed are both pre-determined.
Surrounded and mostly in that bodily format which emit a me-ism onto the world…. a kind of a rampant muddled form emerges One may never know the self as there is hardly any time to break free momentarily let alone reflect. All one’s projects are based with a connection to that gross form as is exhibited in the materialistic culture which one’s subscribes to which has mundaneness as its defining characteristics; that culture which is merely dependent on the gross senses where the latter often is veiled: what I perceive is a fact and what I hear is also another fact. Likewise, what I touch must be real. Or what I experience for oneself must be and end of it all…. a way of being where each other are merely a pawn of the known.
Likewise witness the gross and so we are misled as what emerges is a confused apparition with the other and the’ me’. No wonder there is misunderstanding as what the arrogant sees is another arrogant self or me-ism and definitely a non-enlightened one who is self or shall I precise false ego conditioned. In such a conditioned there can hardly be a rapport.
Rapport is fragile based on the superficial at that which is directly seen. So, it is always about I love you. You love me. You hate me and sure I return you the compliment. That is what we deal with. Nothing more nothing less but reaching out to that being at a level of mind based on the material, the superficial…. Even within a family where each member is more concern about their ‘Me’ rather than be in presence. Dialogue is no more. All has been stolen, taken away and we just are a puppet at the mercy of the technology. A smart phone and communication to others in that mode, a kind of seeing others through that medium. A frightening scene no doubt which the reader may recognise. To be sure, if the other were in presence, it matters little for there is always a barrier, a separatism which is characterised by the existential mode of a Me-ism state.
In that form one surrenders the self unto that false conditioned ego which may or could never see above and beyond. It sees just what exists with the gross senses.