Those "self" things

 It's not our experiences the source of our "identity", is it? (The "who we are" thing. Deeply. That inner concept of "being", of "self", or whatever is the correctly or better way to say it... So hard to talk about, it seems). It's what we have chosen to become with those experiences.

Does it make difference to pass through a huge amount of situations if we don't grow with it? If we don't think about it, we will be changed by either way, possibly without our perception of it. But if we thinkabout it, if we have the courage to look into ourselves, we will choose the path. We can choose, at some level -the direction of who we want to become.

Who am I going to be?

Am I paying attention to myself?   

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  1. Rach13 de junho de 2022 às 16:01

    Who we are? Hard to say indeed.
    I believe that our experiences and environment can build our "identity".
    We will go through this path no matter what, I mean, experiences will change us. But which path do we take? It depends on the character and the character determines...Who we are.
    Hard to say indeed.

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  2. Juliana Broilo15 de junho de 2022 às 20:48

    But there's "boundaries" of what is possible to experience right? Like, we cannot actually know how does it feel "the other person experience". Even if we put ourselves in a simulation of the situation... Even if we try, with all of our empathy, to imagine how it is to look to reality as another person it will happen through our previous perceptions. We only think reality by the perception we have - which doesn't mean perception is something that stay still; perception will change due to continuous exanges with new experiences (or by repeating experiences with a different perception... BUT, anyway, it would be really hard to duplicate an experience, so the situation itself is never the same) .

    And... This made me think about: could we think our "identity" as faded to become what is possible into these "boundaries"? Are we stuck in this virtual projection of an unknown and unreachable "self" 'cause we become what is possible through experiences?

    Do you remember Heráclito? I had this in my phone but I never used, I didn't understand and I think it may answer it somehow:

    "The meaning of the river flowing is not that all things are changing so we can not count it twice, but something stay the same only by chaging"

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