Saturday, March 24, 2012

Anonymous Post

4:24pm


Umamin ka. Nagawa mo nang mahumaling sa mga quotes na hindi mo man kilala ang lumikha, eh pakiramdam mo parehong pareho kayo ng pinagdadaanan. 


George Herbert Mead, a psychologist, said that our life is divided into two key stages -- the play and the game stage. When we get to enter the game stage, we assume multiple roles, and we can take on one or more of them at the same time. If that is true, then I get to have a different me at home, in school, and in the many subgroups I have. Moreover, I will have to change some of me when I am in another group. Good thing I get to keep some of me inside and some of it outside, at will. I prefer to call this behavior as anonymity. Anonymity isn't hiding between a big wall; it's building a wall where a wall needs to be built.

Anonymity. Do what you have to do with it. For me? I hate it. I despise it. But then, I also like it, sometimes to the point of not sharing it with others. It's a right that we all practice though, consciously or unconsciously.

What is it with anonymity that makes me want it? I fell in love with anonymity the first time I met her. She held me by the hand and took me to places I have longed to be at and introduced me to people I have longed to get acquainted with. When you're in a world where nobody knows you, you get to show yourself naked* and not be afraid of people having to know you, and hence make nasty comments about the things you do. I met anonymity at an early age of 4, when I pretended I forgot my numbers until the rewards were raised to one peso. I recited my numbers furiously after that.
*Naked not to be taken literally. 

Don't get me wrong, I am happy with what I am. 

But, didn't you ever want to be someone else, even for a moment? When you're anonymous, you get to be invisible, free from the expectations set upon you by everyone else. Try signing up for a social networking site, or an online community. It's a good place to meet people anonymously. People may appear to look good; poser naman pala. People may appear to be carefree, but some really are executives taking opportunities to loosen up.

Anonymity is pretense. But we shouldn't actually care, because we all do pretend at some point in time.

Now, if Anonymity made me look like a god, then what is it with her that makes me hate her? Two things. We all get to look like gods, or I'm the only god. It either gets boring, or I get lonely. As we grow old, I think we have a human tendency to slowly throw away our desire to be liked by everyone else. Kaya siguro hindi na tinatanggap ang mga tumatanda sa showbusiness. Napapagod nang ipabanat ang mga mukha at pagkatao nila para sa fans. Kidding.

It even works for me. I'm just in my early 20s, but I had changed from being very socially adaptive, to uhh.. being slighty socially adaptive. It's a good start. The main reason is that I want people to look at me, say that I am imperfect, and yet would still want my company.

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Don't say you don't pretend, because you're only pretending you don't pretend you're pretending. Anonymity however, works best on these situations:

          Dates (Love-related)
          Job interviews (Career-related)
          With parents (Home-related)
          With enemies (Diplomacy)
          With rants (Survival)
          At church (A good example)
          At bed (Maximum pleasure)
          Alone (I do. Srsly.)



You don't always hear the name of Ogie Alcasid in the lyrics of the songs he made;

Picasso's initials aren't splattered all over his paintings;

Harry Potter probably has more pictures than J.K. Rowling in the net;

A photographer doesn't always have to be in his awesome pictures;


And you don't see G-O-D spelled in every kind deed you give and receive.








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Wednesday, March 21, 2012

Pag-usapan natin iyan

4:36am


Umamin ka. Sinubukan mo nang makipag-usap sa iyong magulang. Sinubukan mong iparating ang iyong saloobin. Makipag-diskusyon nang may tamang basehan. Ngunit aminin mo din, sa maraming pagkakataon, matatapos ang usapan sa alinman sa mga ito. Mamili ka: 

1. Umiiyak ang kausap mo kaya tumigil ka na lang; (appeal to emotions)
2. Natamaan ka na ng bakya o kaya ng malapad-lapad na palad sa pisngi; (brute force method)
3. Natutuyuan ka na ng laway; (low IQ+EQ kausap)
4. Paikut-ikot na lamang ang usapan; (low IQ+EQ kayo pareho)
5. Nalaman mong ikaw ang mali. (good boy)







Naniniwala ako na may tatlong klaseng tao sa mga ganitong usapan. Una, isang taong sarado ang utak na kahit iuntog mo na ang ulo mo sa pader, mag-peksman-hope-to-die drama ka, o mag-pinky promise ka pa, ay hindi paniniwalaan ang kahit anong sabihin mo. Sila ang tipong may sariling pananaw sa lahat ng aspeto ng buhay - Philosophy, Mathematics, Science, Literature, Movies, Current Events at kung anu-ano pa. Ang katagang "hindi ko alam" ay wala sa kanilang bokabularyo. Titigil lang sila kapag nalaman nilang sila ang nagwagi sa usapan, o kaya kapag nasampal mo na siya ng Encyclopedia na nagsasabing patay na si Elvis Presley, kalakip ang sabi-ko-sayo-tama-ako-eh na ngiti. Mahirap kausap ang mga ganitong tao.

Pangalawa, may mga taong tangu lang ng tango. Parang aso sa may harapan ng kotse, walang ibang ginawa kundi sang-ayunan ang lahat ng sinasabi mo. Halos wala silang pinagkaiba sa pagkausap ng pader, lamang lang ang pader kasi mas maagang matapos ang pag-uusap. Walang challenge. Walang paggamit ng rason. Masarap kumausap ng mga ganito kapag kaka-break mo lang sa ex mo, kapag may mga rants ka at gusto mo lang ng may mapaglalabasan ng sama ng loob.

At siyempre, nandiyan ang ikatlong uri ng kausap, ang marunong makinig at marunong makipag-usap sa tamang paraan. Taglay nila ang buong kalooban ng isang sarado ang utak, pero marunong din tumango at tanggapin ang kanilang pagkakamali.

Alin man sila sa tatlong ito, mas pipiliin mo pa din ang isang taong nagsasalita sa taong hindi. Normal sa akin na gamitin ang laway ko, at masarap sa pakiramdam na may taong kapareho mo ng nalalaman. Healthy discussions. 


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