This is a post a long time in the making, as it is something
I’ve wanted to share for a while now, just because it is such an important part
of my own craft. There is something truly magical about it and is, for me,
something both very humbling and very empowering; as such, it is something that
I think is worth sharing.
Foremost, the question to address is: What is ecstatic witchcraft? And one not so easily answered, as
there cannot be any one way in which it is performed. It can (I think) be
described as a form of trance magic,
though its expression is not wholly tied to trance in the traditional sense. In
essence, it is a surrendering of self and its simultaneous expression. It is a
temporary shedding of the façade one erects to survive, Freud called it the superego and without it, so too falls
away the ego. The goal of ecstatic witchcraft – if it can be called a goal – is
to allow the id to manifest unencumbered, a means of channeling the primality.
Of course, this manifests in innumerable ways and no two sessions would ever be
the same, hence why it can be so tricky to pin down precisely.
I’ve found that – and it continues still – that the
witchcraft community (predominately) has long perpetuated the notion of control
as being paramount to success, and while this may be true to some extent, I
believe the converse must also be explored. There is law and there is rigidity,
there is correspondence memorization and a lot of book work: and this makes
sense! For the last century (and in times before), this has been the main means
of information acquisition. While it is not uncommon for witches to join
groups, covens, etc., I’m willing to bet that most practicing witches were
indoctrinated through solitary study. Again, there is nothing wrong with this,
and I, myself, am contributing to this reservoir of written information as I
type! But, as I mentioned, while I did my fair share of book work and
memorization, the heart of my Craft has always been exploration. Tradition is
important, but it’s never been enough for me. I’ve said it once and I’ll say it
again: the best way to learn is to do.
There will be mistakes; you will come to conclusions only to find things that
defy them; you will learn to correct; you will learn to be skeptical, but not judgmental.
You will learn there are a thousand purported ‘right’ ways, and then you will
find your own. Nothing is static.
How does this relate then, to ecstatic witchcraft? It is a means by which to connect to that instinct: that intuition that drives
us – shedding preconceived notions and allowing the opportunity for exploration
through action. And action, I feel, is the root of ecstatic magic.
How To Perform Ecstatic Witchcraft
As I mentioned previously, there is no right way and I can only provide to you a number of facets of
expression that are conducive to ecstatic witchcraft. These are by no means the
only facets, and as always, I encourage you to explore what works for you.
Speak – It may seem counterintuitive to what I have said,
for is speech not a construct? It is, but there is power in vocalization, even
if speaking unintelligibly. This is an extension of opaque language – or language
spoken ceremonially as a means of excluding those who are not privy to the
religious tongue – and moves into the realm of glossolalia. Rarely do I include
verbal scripts to be read in the things I post, as I find that they detract
from the working themselves, instead encouraging those performing to speak what
comes. This is a more controlled form of ecstatic witchcraft – bound by
intention, time, and often language itself. Here, let all that fall away and
Move – Ecstatic witchcraft, for me, is all about energy:
movement, especially. It is best not to go into it with any plan, simply follow
where your body takes you. If it says run, run; if it says dance, dance; if it says
squat and howl like a wolf, by gods do it! It is for this and many reasons that
ecstatic magic should be done in a controlled setting, normally somewhere safe –
but I should mention, this need not be done alone! Ecstatic witchcraft can just
as easily be done in groups, though it can get a little more dangerous,
considering the id is often noted as
being the seat of sexuality and aggression. I also recommend putting sharp
objects away – you never know what the hype might bring – but hey, sometimes
you just really need to throw a knife; perform responsibly.
Draw/Write – Admittedly, some of my coolest and most
profound sigils have come from ecstatic sessions! There is something in me that
always wants to take chalk and just go to town on every surface around –
overtaken by mania. Automatic writing is related, in some ways, though often it
is used with intent: channeling a specific spirit, deity, etc. Ecstatic magic
requires no such formalities, bending to the whims of all and none, the witch
is then but an instrument of the spirit: of the cosmos.
Laugh – Laughter is powerful.
Instruments – If you have at your disposal some musical
instruments (I prefer maracas and tambourines), bring them in! And forget what
you think you know about music, just roll with it. Hell, if you want to
continuously shake a maraca and scream with one foot in the air, do it. Again,
it’s all about energy, and instruments bring their own, unique vibes to the
Entheogens – *at your own risk; use responsibly* Sure, they
might compromise some of the safety, but they also bring an entirely new level
of exploration. For some. My use of entheogens in the past have always been hit-or-miss; sometimes they are conducive and other times they are hampering. Know
what works for you, and be careful: you don’t want to show up at the nearest E.R. naked, tripping on an unknown substance with a painted face and defiantly shaking a maraca.
Sex – This harkens back to what I said about working in
groups, sometimes there is a power in it, and the same can be said for adding
sex in. When working with others, always plan for the possibility of sex!
Especially with who you invite in, and in regards to safety. I don’t know the
last time it was used, but the “It was for ecstatic witchcraft” excuse will not
hold up: while it may sound like a damper, J.I.C. consent agreements and
activity do’s and don’t’s should always be agreed upon beforehand, and should always be open to amendment. If
you really want to, draw a circle: anyone who leaves it is has removed
themselves from the session and should not be addressed until they reenter of
their own accord.
With that, I hope it is becoming clear what ecstatic
witchcraft is (or can be), its benefits and how it isn’t really all that new a
concept. It is, for me, a profound experience every time – I come out feeling
energized, powerful, but also with a new frame of mind, having shed societal constriction
and attuned with both the divine and animalistic parts of myself – if even for a moment. In that it is
humbling, and it is empowering.
Well, maybe. Maybe not. Here are some little things that may help you figure out if it was really a grand message or not! The more of these you have, the more likely it is.
🦉It’s unusual. Let’s say you saw a deer. Sweet! That’s cool, but if you live in a wooded area and deer are really common, it’s really not that profound. It could be a message, or it could just be a deer.
🦉You asked for a sign. If you asked the universe or a certain deity for a sign, perhaps this is the follow through! For this type of thing, it’s usually good to ask for something specific enough that you couldn’t expect it every day, but not so much that it’s impossible. (My go to is a rose or a purple feather.) That way, you know that X thing is your sign without worrying too hard about it!
🦉It felt… different. Maybe the event isn’t terribly wild on its own, but it just really hit you, or the feeling was incredibly profound. Especially after doing research, and seeing how many things are symbols, your brain will make connections really quickly. That means sometimes we make something out of nothing. A strong emotional response is a good sign of a sign.
🦉It immediately felt like a sign. Let’s say you see a rainbow, and it’s really pretty. You enjoy it for a few minutes then go back inside. Later, you think, “Hm, that could have been a sign.” Maybe. But it also could be your brain going hey, I know things associated with rainbows! (In my opinion, this is the most important one. I feel like if you have to wonder if it was a sign, it wasn’t a sign. You might not know what it’s a sign of, but you will know it’s a sign. That’s just my UPG, though.)
🦉Any post-research lines up. If you get a neat vision and run the details through Google, you may find details that line up with certain lore. Maybe you knew this before, maybe not. If you didn’t, and connections keep happening with surprising accuracy, it’s a pretty good indicator!
🦉Think of why you want it to be a sign, if you do. There’s a big narrative that everybody involved in magic, Paganism, etc. is constantly having these profound religious experiences. This simply isn’t true. There’s no shame in wanting a story to share, or to feel special, or to “fit in” by getting signs from the universe. Sometimes we want signs for the sake of receiving signs, so if you’re trying to manufacture them by pulling on every little thing, you’re distracting yourself from enjoying the world exactly how it is. Don’t worry about signs and enjoy yourself. Animals and rainbows and all that are still pretty great even if every little thing doesn’t have a personal meaning.
“Hey, Cas.” Dean doesn’t bother hiding the smile in his voice when he answers. He hates that Cas is back out there so soon after Ramiel, but the job needs be done.
“Hello, Dean.” Dean’s smile widens when he hears it in Cas’s voice, too. They fall into a brief silence. Dean takes solace in hearing Cas breathing.
“You okay?” he asks finally.
“Of course. I just…” Cas hesitates, and Dean stands, pacing the room. “I wanted to…”
“I miss you, too, Cas.” He hears Cas huff out a soft laugh, and he grins. “You’re bein’ careful?”
“I am. I haven’t had much luck with any leads, but I am being careful. Thank you.”
Dean swallows. “Cas, I…” he sighs, running a hand over his face.
“I know, Dean. Hopefully I’ll be home soon.”
Dean swallows, trying to ignore the ache in his chest. They barely had any time to process before Cas was called away. He knows it’ll never end, the emergencies and cases and big-bads, but then again… he, a hunter, fell in love with an angel. What did he really expect?
He finds himself pacing the hallway. “Maybe,” he starts, taking a steadying breath. “Maybe when you come back we can try for real. No death bed confessions. Just… Y'know. You and me.” In the light of day, not clinging desperately to one another in the dark. “Hell, maybe I’ll even take you on a date,” he chuckles.
“I’d like that, Dean,” Cas answers, and Dean exhales, relieved. As if he thought Cas would actually turn him down. He hears Sam call him from the library, and he turns in that direction.
He doesn’t think, and nearly says those words again, even as he steps into the library. Instead, he clears his throat. “Okay, well. Stay on it.” He panics.
"You get any leads, you let us know. And we’ll keep working on it from our end.”
He ends the call and frowns, leaning against the table, chiding himself for his idiocy. “So, Kelly Kline is in the wind. No trace,” he announces, pulling up his texts.
I’m sorry. I panicked. Didn’t mean to be a dick. Just haven’t told Sam about us yet. I’ll call you later. Promise.
“Great,” Sam says. Dean’s half paying attention as Cas’s reply comes through.
I understand. I’ll talk to you soon.
Another message comes through almost immediately.
I’m counting the moments until we’re together again. Be safe, Dean.
Took a different approach to this. This is based mainly off archetypes! It’s how each archetype might come off when you’re just meeting them and deciding who is gonna do what during a group project. Enjoy!
Aries Rising: woa, i get such a vibe of power and strength from you guys… seems like you can do anything you set your mind to. you’re such a go getter and so driven… would you like to lead the study group?
Taurus Rising: okay we just met, but i feel like i am at home around you?? such a warm vibe is going on here. just wanna hangout and watch movies and eat some junk food… want to have the study group at your house?
Gemini Rising: you’re so talkative! yes, i’d love to hear your thoughts on everything. such an interesting vibe to you folks… you should be the writer or note taker for our study group, i feel like you’ll get all the details right and make it intriguing!
Cancer Rising: it’s strange how i feel like you have these walls up, but i get this vibe of such nurturing deepness from you. i really want to get to know you. just curious about what’s underneath… also can you help Taurus rising organize that study group at their house? i feel like you’ll be great at making us all feel comfortable!
Leo Rising: honestly getting such a confident vibe from you. seems like you know what you’re doing and are really great at getting us all talking. the attention is on you… wanna give the presentation for the study group?
Virgo Rising: i get a real analytical, detail-oriented vibe from you. seems like you are paying attention and observing everything that’s going on really well… would you like to help Gemini Rising with the writing? i feel like we’re going to get an A with your added practical approach to things.
Libra Rising: you’re so full of charming vibes and so nice! i hope we become friends after this group. oh no! we are a little behind schedule… do you think you could negotiate with the teacher about things? you’re friendliness might just help get our deadline extended.
Scorpio Rising: you’re so intriguing… i get a vibe of mystery. you seem like you have a deeper, more intense approach to things… wanna answer the critical thinking questions for the study group? i feel like you’d have an incredibly unique take on things.
Sagittarius Rising: i get a vibe of adventure and knowledge from you. you seem so interested in all that the world has to offer. always jumping headfirst into new things… wanna do the research for our study group? i bet you’ll be able to find out so much from so many different sources.
Capricorn Rising: wow! i thought Aries Rising was the boss, but you’re approach to everything is a little more logical and careful. i get a vibe that you’re a hard worker and really know what you’re doing… help Aries Rising lead with your cool, calm attitude and steady planning?
Aquarius Rising: you’re cool, detached vibe is intriguing and also a little intimidating. you come off smart as a whip and seem very out of the box… you should help Scorpio Rising answer the questions for our group. i feel like your eccentric views will pair nicely with their deepness!
Pisces Rising: i get a real head in the clouds vibe from you guys. you seem really artistic and profound… would you like to create the artwork or slideshow? i bet you’ll make it so beautiful. oh! and stop being late to our study group!
With the passage of time, we get older… not necessarily wiser. Battle scars and trophies are proof that “we were there.” But they somehow fail to validate the experience in a way that is meaningful, let alone profound. So, how do we determine what really matters? I’m not positive, but I’m pretty sure the answer lies closer to that scar on my right shin than on the shelf next to my trophies (which, of course, my dad has collected, shined, and displayed in his bar in the living room.) […]
While scoring goals and winning games are lovely to look at, those “roses” are empty on their own. I’ve realized that the emotional aftermath of big wins is the same as the emotional fallout of big losses…temporary. What actually sustains and enriches is the effort put forth…the investment. After fourteen years of youth soccer, four years of college, and (almost) two years as a professional, I still must try hard to not allow my football dream to be my master. After all, my career is not my identity; but my goals are important to me because I’ve watered them…I’ve tended them. That said, from winning I’ve learned to dream big and rejoice freely and from losing I’ve learned to how to get up, brush myself off, and forgive. Assimilating these lessons is how I can still play the game…the application of these lessons off the pitch…priceless.
I’m more than a little embarrassed about this, but here’s a Powerhouse Animation Pro-tips video where I talk about shape language in character design.
I know it’s not really profound knowledge, but I hope it helps spark some ideas for people starting to design their on characters.
Care to elaborate on your tags re: Harry's music and your worries concerning content vs form? I don't get it. Thanks.
So short version (I’ll try and write a post that explains what I actually mean some time in the future - but I can already feel that this post is going to be long). my concerns about Harry’s music are quite personal. I really value specificity in music and also fun/joy. Harry’s interview further suggested that I probably couldn’t expect much of either of these things from his album. I’d kind of figured that from SOTT and ESNY. I don’t think joy or specificity are where he’s at as a songwriter - and I also think there is a lot about his position that would discourage joy (and even more so) specificity in songs. I find the reasons that he might not be into joy and specificity in songs quite endearing and I have huge sympathy for them. So it doesn’t necessarily change the way I respond to him as a person, but it will change the way I respond to his music. And it does make me sad, for me, that the music he’s putting out won’t be the sort of music that most resonates with me.
The content vs. form thing of his interview is kind of a feature of the form itself. Long celebrity interviews are this dance where the celebrity performs being accessible and intimate, while staying on brand and the journalist writes as if they’re revealing while also maintaining access. To me there were these really jarring juxtapositions to the words Harry was saying and the form of the promo campaign that he was saying it.
So Harry says: “
“Who’s to say that young girls who like pop music – short for popular, right? – have worse musical taste than a 30-year-old hipster guy?” etc in his first in depth print interview with a magazine whose entire mission has been to uphold the supremacy of the 30-year-old hipster guy. This venue and the interviewer were very definitely chosen to signal to those 30-year-old hipster guy that it was OK to like Harry. On top of that Harry carefully and repeatedly uses the word honest - to signal to those readers that his music is better and more authentic now than it was in One Direction when those teenage girls liked him.
Or Harry says: “I feel like they were always thinking, ‘OK, this ride could stop at any point and we’re going to have to be there when it does.’ There was something about playing the album and how happy I was that told them, ‘If all I get is to make this music, I’m content. If I’m never on that big ride again, I’m happy and proud of it.'” While part of an incredibly highly controlled, high-stakes, promo campaign, designed to make him a solo superstar.
Now that’s really normal, that’s kind of a feature of this sort of interview. But the impression I got from to the totality of the interview was not that Harry was not just carefully selling an image, but also quite mixed up about who he wanted to be and how he wanted to relate to people, mystery vs honesty and so on. That this jarring juxtaposition wasn’t just a feature of the form of the celebrity, but also showing how ambivalent and unclear Harry was about all this stuff.
In particular, it made me think of two different statements kind of about being seen. One was Harry’s own, from a year in the making, “I want to be someone who doesn’t care what people think, but I just don’t think I am.” For me, everything about this promo campaign has demonstrated how much both of those things, wanting not to care, but really caring, are still absolutely true for Harry.
And the other was Jodie Foster’s coming out speech - which is a mess, but I’ve always thought a really profound mess:
…be a big coming-out speech tonight because I already did my coming out about a thousand years ago back in the Stone Age, in those very quaint days when a fragile young girl would open up to trusted friends and family and co-workers and then gradually, proudly to everyone who knew her, to everyone she actually met. But now I’m told, apparently, that every celebrity is expected to honor the details of their private life with a press conference, a fragrance and a prime-time reality show. […] But seriously, if you had been a public figure from the time that you were a toddler, if you’d had to fight for a life that felt real and honest and normal against all odds, then maybe you too might value privacy above all else. Privacy.
I will continue to tell stories, to move people by being moved, the greatest job in the world. It’s just that from now on, I may be holding a different talking stick. And maybe it won’t be as sparkly, maybe it won’t open on 3,000 screens, maybe it will be so quiet and delicate that only dogs can hear it whistle. But it will be my writing on the wall. Jodie Foster was here, I still am, and I want to be seen, to be understood deeply and to be not so very lonely.
(transcript here - full speech easily accessible 2013 Golden Globes).
The juxtaposition between the really deeply felt desire for privacy and the just as deeply felt desire to be seen and understood really moved me when I first saw it and I thought she made it really clear that both could be true at the same time. And I think the speech demonstrates that when you’ve been in the public eye as long as Jodie Foster, the two desires are impossibly intertwined.
I got the same desire and contradiction (although obviously not nearly as openly laid out - which is what makes Jodie Foster’s speech extraordinarily) from Harry’s interview.
How could he feel anything else? He’s been exposed, told stories about, hidden and lied about. How could he feel anything but a desire for privacy and a desire to be seen and understood. How could he hope to untangle them, or even know how to act on them at his age?
And that made me very sad for him - because I want him to have it all. I want him to be seen and understood and I want him to have all the privacy and space he needs. And I think either will be very difficult for him to get, let alone both.
(I feel like I’m missing a perfect opportunity to title this as ‘This is a Masterpost…’)
But here’s a collection of the This Is series that I’ve been working on! I figured I’d have one giant post since I keep touching in on different characters here and there. It’ll give me the chance to explore some new characters and come back to others! :D Also, for your enjoyment too, all in one post~ PS: You’re more than welcome to suggest some things to me too. c: I don’t mind at all~
“to love and to be loved, is to see the sun from both sides” - David Viscott
Like splitting sun through the blinds, Sun in the 7th house people are morning light, people born to connect, plug in a solar light, and radiate. Brightness is generated through partnership, so the hunger for human interaction can be insatiable. The friendliness with Sun in the 7th is unmistakable, the individual can be a magic mirror of a highlighter kit, contouring and reflecting your best and loveliest qualities. The attraction will be toward proud and powerful people who reaffirm the individual’s importance in the world. There can be an empty cavern in the heart here, amplified by the Sun’s fall in Libra, so the will and glow of the self can be strained and wane, like the individual cannot find or establish themselves, they are constantly rising and setting, becoming and reflecting. People with Sun in the 7th make natural psychologists. The mind and personality of other people seem more interesting than their own. Learning about the psychology of other people helps them gain self awareness.
The curse with Sun in the 7th can be the loneliness, the constant need for a witness, the consuming aspect of relationships that can make the individual seem demanding or fragile. Abandonment can literally feel like falling because part of the self seems to have been ripped from within. Living in a world of projections, the delight of life can be heavily reliant on the richness of relationships. There is a natural skill for the righteous order of life and spiritual law with Sun in the 7th. Justice always prevails in a peaceful and striking way, often the court room, politics, or legal studies can be a stomping ground. The Sun in the 7th who radiates more of the Sun heart aspect may resonate well in psychoanalysis or therapy, because the individual can disappear when counselling others, disappearing so transference cannot occur. This can of course, occur in every day life but reflecting destructively, like the feeling of emptiness, incompletion, or being invisible without an audience. Although the individual prefers to share the spotlight, they wither away without adequate validation and human attention. When their sense of self shrinks away, so does their light, its almost like your hands could pass straight through them.
Sun in the 7th people can be riddled with elusive complexes. This can be the strange sedation of the 7th house, like the poison of the 8th house begins to leak prematurely. Being alone can generate complexes, largely relating to self validation, the individual feeling intrinsically bad or unwanted. Relationships can produce similar complexes, however relating to partner’s responses, a smile can lift their whole day, a small argument can literally shatter their world. Relationships act as a blueprint for identity formation, this is why the individual holds people so dearly. Confusion can be rife in this area, often the individual is indecisive and unable to ascertain their own true needs. The tendency for self sacrifice here can be quite profound. The individual really does scatter light like a falling and splitting sun, so company receives a warm, little glimmering glow, a gentle burn, they are the purpose of existence.
I really love your blog! Could you do Shinee as college students or their study habits?
hi anon! i love YOU
everyone automatically assumed he was an upperclassman even as a freshman
looks serious and pensive when he wears his glasses, still a dork tho
always in sweats bc he likes to be comfy
never has meals??? someone pls swipe him
never on campus bc naptime
can catch him in the library tho he’s that kid trying to unwrap and eat a granola bar in the quiet part of the lib
he would be embarrassed but otherwise his stomach will make whale mating calls and a crinkling wrapper is the lesser evil by far
sick of hearing “working at starbucks” jokes bc he’s liberal arts
actually is part-time barista at starbucks on campus tho
always has at least two essays to write at all times but always chilling until deadlines
around finals: “can you snort coffee”
so sleep deprived that he is on another plane of existence (”i can hear my heartbeat and i don’t think that’s something that should be happening”)
wears sunglasses everywhere and people think it’s because he’s just constantly hungover but no sometimes he just closes his eyes to nap for a few secs without anyone noticing
go to every single event where they bring puppies to campus for stress relief
has a blanket and does work/read outside when the weather’s warm
will turn down going out to finish homework….. and actually do homework
but also bingewatches netflix like it’s his job
does not realize that sometimes he looks at the prof too intensely and like won’t blink??? for a really long time and they are sweating
always featured in the uni brochure looking fly as hell (he keeps all of them and posts them on his wall but in an aesthetic way)
meticulous color coded notes!!! is he a person or a typewriter
sticks out his tongue when he’s concentrating on studying
is always wearing some kind of school merch srsly the bookstore gets most of their money from choi sales
also has a lot of other university merch bc he traded with friends
a campus tour guide
he knows all the history behind the buildings and when they were built and just wants the incoming students to feel welcome
there is a GIANT blown up picture of him in the welcome center of him screaming at one of the football games
he’s very proud of it and has taken a pic in front of it imitating himself (it’s his pro pic he’s never going to change it)
always looks a little harassed bc he is once again late it’s just who he is as a person
can never remember where his classes are and it’s the end of the semester omg
his phone background is his schedule
eats an obscene amount in dining halls
never raises his hand but when the prof calls on him bc they don’t think he’s paying attention he has really profound answers
when he was a frosh he had a legit map bc he was trying to find his building and a senior actually stopped and asked him if he was lost and helped him like he looked that helpless and sometimes he flashbacks to that moment randomly and it’ll probably haunt him for the rest of his life
since a lot of people are requesting college AUs i’m thinking of maybe doing a more extended version for each member later on!
I brought up
something the other day in my Margaret Beaufort profile I’ve been thinking
about, and wanted to expound on more in-depth: namely, a lot of
fictional characters are not
good representations of the type, but a stereotyped representation based on what another typethinks that type looks like.
For example, a
low thinker cannot think in the same way as a high thinker, until they
understand cognition and what high thinking does;
even then, their own mindset will give them a certain bias, in favor of higher
feeling. In the same way, a low intuitive cannot write a high intuitive
accurately, because they cannot understand how a high intuitive processes
information. The same works in reverse, where intuitive are likely not able to authentically
represent high sensors, due to their own low sensing.
This raises the
speculation that a lot of the extreme cases of a “stereotypical” character are
in fact… based on a lower function’s perception
of what that function might look like, in a dominant
If this is the
case, here’s what would and probably does,
erratic, shallow, eccentric, and bubbly instead of:
extremely broad, changeable, deep, not-quick to form strong opinions, able to
adapt quickly to new information, and with profound “intuitive” insights into
what is really going on with people, events, and things
reckless, hedonistic, risk-taking, careless super heroes instead of: opportunistic, quick to adapt, observational, intent on affecting
immediate change through sensory approaches, and “in tune” with the environment
oppressive, bossy, ruthless, logical instead of: makes decisions to achieve a tangible result, logical
observations, a business-oriented mindset, and an emphasis on high work
standards, and bottom lines
overly emotional, controlling, emotionally
manipulative busybodies instead of: emotional depth and control, the desire to connect with people, a natural instinct in finding “ways we are
alike” (rather than different), and strong and forthright moral opinions
and single-minded, long-term goal makers, psychics instead of: open-minded, fluid in their opinions,
indecisive, inclined to build visionary ideas about the future, tends to “symbolize”
everything, with profound “intuitive” insights into motives
stuck in the past, traditionalists, hates change instead of: has a strong and natural ability to
recognize how things work and how to achieve things in the real world, prefers
to orient their sensory world to likes and dislikes, uses past
experience and similar experiences when making decisions or approaching new projects
eccentric and/or bad-ass, nitpickers instead of: sometimes rigid system-builders who care about precision and both care about and deeply understand how things work
emotional, irrational, easily hurt, does whatever they want, regardless of how
others feel about it / you’re not the boss of me instead of: sensitive, emotionally intelligent people
with strong ethics and moral standards, incapable of violating their standards of right and
originated, theorized and continued to explore and expound MBTI, a lot of the
sensor profiles online are written by intuitive types, which explains not only
their subtle anti-sensor bias (the dull descriptions, the poor understanding of
what sensing does, in reducing it to banality) but also real
sensors’ inability to self-recognize in
the profiles (since… that’s not real sensing being described, but a theory of what sensing is, by an intuitive who scorns sensing). The further emphasis on behavior,
rather than thinking process, leads
to even more confusion … and mistypes.
In an ideal
world, descriptions of cognitive functions would be written by the people who use them, enabling less “theorizing”
(from other types, who have a bias) and more “actuality” in terms of helping
others understand how a function
works. When a high Ti user recently explained to me his Ti “must categorize
everything before I even deal with it; what kind
of a sweater is it? It’s not just any
sweater, it’s a Cardigan!” a light
bulb went on over my head, and for the first time I started to comprehend actual high Ti.
The same thing
happened to me, when a high Te user explained to me the thought process of Te:
if it has no intrinsic value in the real world, it is irrelevant – in
other words, a Te villain needs a Te-reason
to be evil – he never does anything “to mess with people” – that’s poor
Fe; but to “gain from it”
(financially, perhaps? To increase his power, so that he can achieve greater
things? What PURPOSE does this action serve? What does it gain me?).
I’m not sure
what I hope to gain from this post, except… this is my thought process at the
moment. Sometimes, a fictional character tells you more about the mind of the person writing it than it
tells you about actual cognitive
processes. The shallow, immature, or irrational behaviors of some
characters are not the behaviors to expect from a mature, real person of that type;
they are a stereotype, based on what someone with poor usage (or even scorn
for) that sequence of functions thinks
that “kind” of a person looks like.
In other words:
real ENFPs are not “manic pixie dream girls.” Sorry, sensor boys, those girls
are your idealized concept of what the “perfect” girl looks like, to get you out of your rut – but she
doesn’t exist. And all INTJs are not rigid, narrow-minded geniuses. Nor are all
ESTPs reckless assholes who don’t care who they hurt. Or all INFJs prophets.
I learn really profound things about life, then life gets in the way. I get busy and slip into old ways, I forget the lessons that saved me. Or I remember them, but only superficially, not down in my core where the real healing happens. In times like those I have to be open and honest with myself. I have to be compassionate and gentle. I have to have to courage to dive back in and start the whole process over. I think that’s how it works. You don’t learn something once and that’s it forever. It takes practice, just like anything else. Each time it gets easier, the knowledge strengthens, the understanding deepens. That’s the only way to become the person I know that I can be. That’s the process and I’m choosing to embrace it.
This episode and Alicia’s fate open up some really profound questions about what makes you… you. Is it all of your memories and experiences? If so, then the vessel doesn’t matter and Alicia is still essentially Alicia, except with sticks rather than bones. The stick vessels seemed normal when they weren’t being magically controlled. Angels use human vessels, but it doesn’t make them human, they are still in essence, angels. So is Alicia still Alicia?
Or is it the soul? And did her soul transfer with her heart? Or is the soul something that develops as an effect of memories and experiences?
And then we have the whole discussion of free will. For the people who were killed and reanimated by the witch, they seemed like themselves until she took over and controlled them, taking away their free will, but I doubt Max will do that to Alicia (unless the ring’s magic has a corrupting force).
I don’t really have answers to these questions and Steve Yockey intentionally left them unanswered. Odd how many deep thinky thoughts a silly little monster-hunting show like Supernatural makes us ponder.
… Borges is arguably the great bridge between modernism and post-modernism in world literature. He is modernist in that his fiction shows a first-rate human mind stripped of all foundations in religious or ideological certainty — a mind turned thus wholly in on itself. His stories are inbent and hermetic, with the oblique terror of a game whose rules are unknown and its stakes everything.
And the mind of those stories is nearly always a mind that lives in and through books. This is because Borges the writer is, fundamentally, a reader. The dense, obscure allusiveness of his fiction is not a tic, or even really a style; and it is no accident that his best stories are often fake essays, or reviews of fictitious books, or have texts at their plots’ centers, or have as protagonists Homer or Dante or Averroes. Whether for seminal artistic reasons or neurotic personal ones or both, Borges collapses reader and writer into a new kind of aesthetic agent, one who makes stories out of stories, one for whom reading is essentially — consciously — a creative act. This is not, however, because Borges is a metafictionist or a cleverly disguised critic. It is because he knows that there’s finally no difference — that murderer and victim, detective and fugitive, performer and audience are the same. Obviously, this has postmodern implications (hence the pontine claim above), but Borges’s is really a mystical insight, and a profound one. It’s also frightening, since the line between monism and solipsism is thin and porous, more to do with spirit than with mind per se. And, as an artistic program, this kind of collapse/transcendence of individual identity is also paradoxical, requiring a grotesque self-obsession combined with an almost total effacement of self and personality. Tics and obsessions aside, what makes a Borges story Borgesian is the odd, ineluctable sense you get that no one and everyone did it.
David Foster Wallace, “Borges on the Couch, Both Flesh and Not via Biblioklept