I guess you’d be fine if everyone treated you as a lizard and required you to live and act like a lizard. It’s all good because you know you’re not, right?
Well, people very often treat me as something I am not. They don’t know me. I don’t know me. Being human is hard. Knowing something about oneself is a very complicated proposition. Knowing something about others is even harder. What does it mean to “know oneself”? How can I expect others to know who and what I am if I can’t be certain myself?
If people thought I was a lizard I would question their sanity, for sure. Nobody in their right mind mistakes a person for a lizard. That is just crazy.
I guess you’d be fine if everyone treated you as a lizard and required you to live and act like a lizard. It’s all good because you know you’re not, right?
Well, people very often treat me as something I am not. They don’t know me. I don’t know me. Being human is hard. Knowing something about oneself is a very complicated proposition. Knowing something about others is even harder. What does it mean to “know oneself”? How can I expect others to know who and what I am if I can’t be certain myself?
If people thought I was a lizard I would question their sanity, for sure. Nobody in their right mind mistakes a person for a lizard. That is just crazy.