When we look down on people then that reaffirms and reupholsters the drained and depleted ego and so that’s very important, obviously. That’s mental health for the ego. That’s like vitamins for the ego.
Far off in the distance I can hear what I call ‘the nightmare tune’ – it’s a very pretty tune to be sure but there’s no enjoyment for me in hearing it, needless to say. There’s no enjoyment at all. How could there be enjoyment when the tune tells of a nightmare that is very shortly to become real, a nightmare of ineffable terror that none can remember once it has passed, but which we recognise instantly and irrevocably when it returns, as it always does. As it always will do…
The ego needs to eat food that is healthy for it, nutritious for it, convenient for it, rewarding for it, and so on. Most importantly of all, the ego needs vindication – savage, brutal, unspeakably vicious vindication, but for a lot of us that just never happens. This longed-for vindication never comes our way and as a result we get slowly eroded. Eroded very gradually, eroded little by little. Eroded piecemeal. Imagine that if you will – there is the need for vindication – red and raw – but it simply never comes. And we just have to sit with that, we have to swallow it down.
Some things are false, but we believe in them with unshakable fortitude – nothing indeed was ever more resolute than our ironclad and highly robust belief in unreal things. Medals have been awarded for less. Some things are false but we would bet everything we own on them, whilst other things – things that are true – we scorn and poor ridicule on. Such is the human way, such was ever the human way. Our steadfast stance in the face of overwhelming odds is impressive, naturally, and credit has to be given for this, but all the same one can’t help wondering if it’s all worth it. Given the horrors of the ineffable nightmare, and all of that. Given our unspeakable suffering, which we can’t ever bring ourselves to speak about.
The fabric of reality itself is subject to degradation and that’s one thing we don’t tend to appreciate. We don’t understand there’s a price to be paid for all of our antics. We don’t understand that there’s a price – we’re like little children who don’t understand that there’s always a price for everything. And we certainly don’t have any clue as to what that price might be – we don’t have any clue at all. Not that we’d want to know either, because we wouldn’t.
When we have contempt for people then that is vitamins for the ego. Good, healthy, wholesome vitamins. This reconfirms and reiterates the deflated and demoralised ego and so this is very important, obviously. When we dismiss people, deride people, reduced their worth to nothing, walk all over them, etc, then this is like wholesome nourishment for the jaded and deteriorated ego, recharging it and bringing it back to life in the most splendid way. It’s just what the doctor ordered. So that’s all very important, you see. That kind of thing is very important indeed.
