Showing posts with label Introverted Much?. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Introverted Much?. Show all posts

26.4.10

Clarify, Clear , Construe, Elucidate, Explain, Explicate, Expound, Illuminate, Illustrate, Interpret, Spell Out; Announce, Disclose


"Some of the greatest battles will be fought within the silent chambers of your own soul."
-Ezra Taft Benson


"So if I asked you about art, you'd probably give me the skinny on every art book ever written. Michelangelo, you know a lot about him. Life's work, political aspirations, him and the pope, sexual orientations, the whole works, right? But I'll bet you can't tell me what it smells like in the Sistine Chapel. You've never actually stood there and looked up at that beautiful ceiling; seen that. If I ask you about women, you'd probably give me a syllabus about your personal favorites. You may have even been laid a few times. But you can't tell me what it feels like to wake up next to a woman and feel truly happy. You're a tough kid. And I'd ask you about war, you'd probably throw Shakespeare at me, right, "once more unto the breach dear friends." But you've never been near one. You've never held your best friend's head in your lap, watch him gasp his last breath looking to you for help. I'd ask you about love, you'd probably quote me a sonnet. But you've never looked at a woman and been totally vulnerable. Known someone that could level you with her eyes, feeling like God put an angel on earth just for you. Who could rescue you from the depths of hell. And you wouldn't know what it's like to be her angel, to have that love for her, be there forever, through anything, through cancer. And you wouldn't know about sleeping sitting up in the hospital room for two months, holding her hand, because the doctors could see in your eyes, that the terms "visiting hours" don't apply to you. You don't know about real loss, 'cause it only occurs when you've loved something more than you love yourself. And I doubt you've ever dared to love anybody that much. And look at you... I don't see an intelligent, confident man... I see a cocky, scared shitless kid. But you're a genius Will. No one denies that. No one could possibly understand the depths of you. But you presume to know everything about me because you saw a painting of mine, and you ripped my fucking life apart.
You think I know the first thing about how hard your life has been, how you feel, who you are, because I read Oliver Twist? Does that encapsulate you? Personally... I don't give a shit about all that, because you know what, I can't learn anything from you, I can't read in some fuckin' book. Unless you want to talk about you, who you are. Then I'm fascinated. I'm in. But you don't want to do that do you sport? You're terrified of what you might say. Your move, chief. "-Good Will Hunting ( Sean)

"Creation seems to come out of imperfection. It seems to come out of a striving and a frustration. And this is where I think language came from. I mean, it came from our desire to transcend our isolation and have some sort of connection with one another. And it had to be easy when it was just simple survival. Like, you know, "water." We came up with a sound for that. Or "Saber-toothed tiger right behind you." We came up with a sound for that. But when it gets really interesting, I think, is when we use that same system of symbols to communicate all the abstract and intangible things that we're experiencing. What is, like, frustration? Or what is anger or love? When I say "love," the sound comes out of my mouth and it hits the other person's ear, travels through this Byzantine conduit in their brain, you know, through their memories of love or lack of love, and they register what I'm saying and they say yes, they understand. But how do I know they understand? Because words are inert. They're just symbols. They're dead, you know? And so much of our experience is intangible. So much of what we perceive cannot be expressed. It's unspeakable. And yet, you know, when we communicate with one another, and we feel that we've connected, and we think that we're understood, I think we have a feeling of almost spiritual communion. And that feeling might be transient, but I think it's what we live for." Waking Life

" So in the end, was it worth it? Jesus Christ. How irreparably changed my life has become. It's always the last day of summer and I've been left out in the cold with no door to get back in. I'll grant you I've had more than my share of poignant moments. Life passes most people by while they're making grand plans for it. Throughout my lifetime, I've left pieces of my heart here and there. And now, there's almost not enough to stay alive. But I force a smile, knowing that my ambition far exceeded my talent. There are no more white horses or pretty ladies at my door. " - Blow ( George)

7.4.10

In my world you wouldn't say Meow you would say Yes, Miss A

And my day consisted of day dreaming, mostly humming the tune....


My head hurts,I turned off the phone. I wanted to turn off everything. My mind, my heart, my soul. Just check out. But in my ivory tower I can do that. Not in my reality. Sometimes I wonder if life didn't have "these" moments. How ever in the world would we ever appreciate the moments that steal our breath away in a joyous,elated,exciting, thrilling second.Those that you yearn for and crave for. For now I revert at the wee hours of the morning to being in my own world in an ivory tower. Forgive me for today I am useless to myself. My forgiveness I ask is of myself. For my effortless and patience needs to be recharged.I shall only be able to rescue myself for that is all I know.


16.2.10

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Introverts: The Crocuses
The common misconception about introverts is that they are all shy or aloof. Not only is that not the case, but the association is pejorative. Society uses words like guarded, loner, taciturn, and self-contained to describe introverts, words that connote misanthropy and closed emotions. For women especially, being an introvert carries negative implications. While men can get away with being the “strong, silent type,” Rauch notes that we are more likely to perceive introverted women as “timid, withdrawn, haughty.”

On the contrary, introverts can be very outgoing—they just need to break up their social interactions with time alone, or they get tired and moody. How much solitude each person needs differs, but the right amount leaves introverts feeling refreshed, revived, and ready to get back in the game.

Introverts need to be honest with others, as well as with themselves, about their need for personal space. Because of the social stigma that comes with being a “loner,” they tend to try to hide their desire to withdraw, exhausting themselves and frustrating those around them with their grumpiness. How much happier would they be if instead they acknowledged their needs and didn’t push themselves to socialize just because they thought they were expected to?

Not only would they feel better, but introverts at their best have a lot to offer the world. Just because extroverts tend to assume leadership positions most often doesn’t mean they’re the only ones with strengths in those areas. Forbes.com’s Jennifer B. Kahnweiler reports that 40 percent of executives identify as introverts, including Bill Gates and Warren Buffett. Barack Obama is one, too.

Introverts think before they speak and offer thoughtful, reasoned comments; they also tend to impress and reassure others with their cool confidence, and have a talent for written communication, which helps them to better articulate their positions and is an advantage in this age of online social networking.

A World of Hybrids
Most of us are neither entirely sunflower nor entirely crocus, but somewhere in between. The key to a happy life and healthy relationships is striking a balance between these two personality types and countering our strengths and weaknesses. Introverts don’t have to be loners; they simply need to recharge now and then. And extroverts will benefit from building up some reserves of their own.- Molly Mann