Psyching Myself Out In The Mirror

Have you ever looked yourself in the mirror so deeply that you experienced the heat death of the universe and forgot your name. No. Well I have, when I was 10 years old. Fun times.

Today I look myself in the mirror and see the reflection of a degenerate. I am like a child that learned their delusions could give them pleasure and kept pressing the pleasure button until the the delusions wore off. I guess that is what adulting is all about.

I have no idea who I am pretending to be anymore. I have all these thoughts, ideas, passions, visions, and connections but no cohesive narrative to hold them together. Am I supposed to start my own company, get to know my friends and family better, find a mentor somewhere, get a job at a real company, become a consultant, move to another country, become an internet influencer? Hmmm.... I came across a quote the other day I want to run by you all,

If a legitimate elite is to emerge in the digital era, it will be one that “looks to the public as a home it will return to rather than a carnivorous species from which to hide.”

So my future home, Hi nice to meet ya, let's fight the extinction of the spark that is human consciousness together.

What do I want my reflection in the mirror to look like? What image would the Mirror of Erised produce for me? Hmmm.... I often like to think of myself as a spy in the side of the human condition. When I hear about the delusions people are capable of, learn about the new depths of human depravity, or get a glimpse at the inner workings of someone's heart, I feel like I am alive. The sage knows people better than they know themselves and merely tells them who they already are. I see me helping develop spiritual technology that not only preserves the human condition but enhances it. I see a man who understands that the goal of reverse engineering the human soul is not the most interesting quest out there. I see someone who is so fully integrated with the people and world around them they are morally justified to take The Transhumanist Wager. I want to be someone who generates a constructive resonating dent in the universe.

Wow actually narrating that was pretty embarrassing, that actually sounds a bit like Voldemort saw for himself. I think these delusions can be eventually pulled back and chiseled into something more realistic. I may need some help with that. I wonder what other people, such as yourself, see within Mirror of Erised.