Feel That?

It can often be very tempting to feel. We are human, and feelings let us know what is happening behind the descriptions we use to imbue our image with meaning. But the problem with these pesky things is that they are very selfish. They give no quarter to the feelings of others. They pressure you to do things without considering how it might affect some one else. They exist for their own sakes. If feelings were people, we would not invite them to our parties unless they were bringing booze.

Every now and again two people have complementing emotions, and then they mutually masturbate each other’s feelings. These moments of symbiosis make us forget the preceding atrocities and assume that it’s all a noble pursuit. Now all we need is for people to start believing that the crusade on Constantinople was not politically motivated, and the new 7 series BMW justifies the holocaust.

It’s fine to feel when you’re alone, or if your forced to be in the proximity of another human being, have feelings that don’t involve any interactions with other people. Trust me, the bar stool really does not care what you do with its legs, but the owner might.

I too can be temped to feel. The problem is that I am yet to have a feeling for a person, which through perusing it did not cause harm. If you are going to indulge in your feelings, switch off your cell phone then lock yourself in your room (with hand cream), climb a mountain, or read a book. Do something alone. Spend as much time as you want to think about what’s going on inside you. Once you have a sufficient grasp of you feelings, and there is no risk of having it poison your behavior, you can re-enter society. It might sound a bit harsh, even callus, but think about it, have you ever heard of a sad psychopath.