There moments in each of our lives that essay definitive changes in us. Some are preceded by the drum roll..we know they're round the corner..others seem to imperceptibly walk through us. I also know of people who wait for those moments with perfect poise and bated breath..ready to jump onto life's next ladder..and then - yet - time-warped and obdurate, remain in limbo for life.
Also..
Is identity nothing more but the egotist image of the self?
postscript: gas bags, pigs and complexes can fly!..who would've thunk?
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10 years ago
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Identity is the projected image of the self. rem our deconstruction of it..what was it..two years back?
:) well the conversation carries on till this day. Its projected image + insecure iamge + a lot of bullshit
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