We are Who We Are
"People say that I'm a dreamer, but I'm not the only one."
I just read The Glass Castle by Jeannette Wells. Really good book.
Sitting here at my desk in my mother's house; unemployed and having done nothing today except run a few errands, apply for a job and start and finish a book, I have come to a sort of realization.
People are who they are, and yet, our upbringing plays such an integral part in defining our motivations that it's hard to separate Who We Are from Who We've Become.
The Glass House is a book about a girl who grew up the daughter of a drunk bum, living in squalor and poverty stricken until she graduated from high school.
Her father was the rakish, charismatic scoundrel who never kept a job and had grandiose plans to be an entrepreneur, but lacked the gumption, whether due to alcoholism or his own nature to ever make anything of it.
People are drawn to make distinctions, a sort of inherent homage to Order that is belied by our Chaotic Nature.
In keeping with this, I make distinctions now: personality types that permeate society.
There are closed-minded people who run from life;
People who fall back on some grace-gifted trait to make a living, be it charisma, strength, toughness, intelligence etc.
there are people who have to work hard at life just to get by
people who are Jacks of all Trades, with natural aptitudes that they exploit,
Dreamers
Realists
and people who fall back on willful ignorance to explain their fate;
people who accept their lot in life and go with it,
people who aspire to lofty goals of starvation in pursuit of a skill, such as artists, musicians and writers, who believe that so long as they can do what it is they love, they don't have to fit into society as the tabloids portray.
Yet, our upbringing, or at least the circumstances of our childhoods, influence us in ways beyond this.
There are people who want to be taken care of,
People who want to take care of others,
People who make it on their own because they can't rely on anyone else
People with motivation and ambition, and people without these things.
I just read The Glass Castle by Jeannette Wells. Really good book.
Sitting here at my desk in my mother's house; unemployed and having done nothing today except run a few errands, apply for a job and start and finish a book, I have come to a sort of realization.
People are who they are, and yet, our upbringing plays such an integral part in defining our motivations that it's hard to separate Who We Are from Who We've Become.
The Glass House is a book about a girl who grew up the daughter of a drunk bum, living in squalor and poverty stricken until she graduated from high school.
Her father was the rakish, charismatic scoundrel who never kept a job and had grandiose plans to be an entrepreneur, but lacked the gumption, whether due to alcoholism or his own nature to ever make anything of it.
People are drawn to make distinctions, a sort of inherent homage to Order that is belied by our Chaotic Nature.
In keeping with this, I make distinctions now: personality types that permeate society.
There are closed-minded people who run from life;
People who fall back on some grace-gifted trait to make a living, be it charisma, strength, toughness, intelligence etc.
there are people who have to work hard at life just to get by
people who are Jacks of all Trades, with natural aptitudes that they exploit,
Dreamers
Realists
and people who fall back on willful ignorance to explain their fate;
people who accept their lot in life and go with it,
people who aspire to lofty goals of starvation in pursuit of a skill, such as artists, musicians and writers, who believe that so long as they can do what it is they love, they don't have to fit into society as the tabloids portray.
Yet, our upbringing, or at least the circumstances of our childhoods, influence us in ways beyond this.
There are people who want to be taken care of,
People who want to take care of others,
People who make it on their own because they can't rely on anyone else
People with motivation and ambition, and people without these things.
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