I am the blog author, you are my reader. I impose content upon you, you merely read it. I use fancy words, you are mesmerized.
By being on my blog, you have entered my place. If I read another blog, I enter someone else’s place. By implication you accept my authority by being here.
The problem with this is that if you sympathize with me, it may be subconsciously more important to you to find common ground than to truly grasp and question the concepts behind my words.
I’m not saying that you’re bad because you’re doing this – you are wired that way. Subconsciously, we think in hierarchies.
But neither can we deny that this will hinder you to actually follow my statements with innocent curiosity and critical thought.
Get all the great prophets in the same room and they’ll all agree. Get their disciples in the same room and they’ll do nothing but disagree.
– dachoezenwon blog
Likewise, if you are only out to defeat me and prove me wrong, you will have trouble focusing on what I am saying. This is, again, not judgmental – we all want to be the best.
To think independently requires distance and a certain amount of detached arrogance. Thus I propose.
When you read something I have written and feel something tingling inside your head, do the following:
Imagine a homeless bum whom you happen to meet on the street. He doesn’t stink like shit and takes some care of himself, so you don’t mind spending time with him, but he isn’t the smartest one. He speaks a bit unintelligibly and everything he says sounds like he just heard it somewhere without understanding what it means. He’s a happy and harmless fella and looks up to you. Whatever you say, he will accept as truth.
So you kinda like this guy and want to give him some time. Towards him, you feel this mellow kind of arrogance: The sympathy and open-mindedness towards a stranger who is too far below your status to ever be a rival.
Now I want you to put my words into his mouth. Imagine him looking into the sun and just uttering them and stupidly smiling at you. You are a kind person and relaxedly contemplate whether there might be some truth to what he says. You don’t care much, you are just curious. If the thought seems weird, you just forget about it and go on about the weather.
So now you know how to read me.
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