The Rubinshteinic Escape from Perceived Grandiosity

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Self-Discovery Through Deconstruction

The path to self-discovery can be a paradoxical one, paved with the dismantling of the very self we once clung to. It is about a shedding of illusions. As we mature and embrace a more grounded perspective, the realization often dawns: Our individual importance, both in the grand scheme and sometimes in our own lives, may not be as central as we once believed.

My own journey has been one of exiting a "shelter" of comfortable ignorance. I've come to understand that my own singular existence may not be as practically significant as I once thought. My writings, massive in amounts, weren't driven by a grandiose sense of self. Me seeing myself as a "genius" isn't necessarily condescending; it's just seen so from an inter-subjective perspective ("objective").

However, genius is given by proof of concept, and as such, genius, in reality, is lonely, is unconventional, is creative, is "Mad"; It flies over people's heads, who often go unquestioning their own propositions, and just agree with them with no critical thinking whatsoever.

"Genius" is a burden, "genius" is a statement of a reality that exist beyond conventional understanding. Genius is misjudged, rejected, and left alone. That is the true reality of genius, and its proof of concepts are creations that may appear outside the conventional world.

In reality, as philosopher, I attempt to utilize philosophy as a tool to dismantle my own naivety about this world from a rationalist perspective, and from the safety of my solitude while contributing to the world for free.

Turning inward, the self-became my most accessible point of reference. I used my experiences as case studies, offering logical arguments and personal testimonies. This isn't about ego, but about a functional approach to understanding the world. I don't seek your validation, I seek to contribute under my own terms, using my experiences as sources of insight.

Catering feels depressing, so I don't cater, I instead write whatever for whoever to read. Walking the way of the good person, I have largely forsaken humanity in pursuit of endless mastery, feeling that Philosocom and the nectar of love will be the only things that shall liberate me from my endless lack of satisfaction.

Physical solitude amplifies this introspection, because in solitude, impressions, and the daring to try seeing beyond them, is all what I have.

Ignorance restricts me for I am aware we are all ignorant to an extent. As a truth-seeker, I see no value in clinging to naivety. And since I always felt it wasn't exhausting doing things under my own terms, I turned unconventional in my philosophical research, daring to use myself as the tool of research, instead of books. I dared using philosophy as a way of life, and not an academic job.

Throughout my life, naivety has undoubtedly limited my perspective. I used to think, for example, that there is no such thing as true evil in humanity, only to be proven wrong using research.

This journey of self-discovery is a continuous process of peeling back layers, confronting limitations, and ultimately, building a more authentic, truthful self. One that does not deny reality.

And in reality, I know that it is hard to approach me. It is hard to understand me. Genius is solitary, genius is impactful in a way that is only understood specifically. After all, understanding is a capacity not everyone has.

Deconstruction is about the shedding of the cocoon of innocence, even if it means descending into the harshest truths of reality, and enduring it.

Deconstructing Innocence and Embracing Growth

My journey began when I saved my late grandmother at the age of 10. My innocence was shattered as I saw her moment of distress. Ever since then I tried using philosophy to help her reduce her suffering.

Is naivete truly something to be lauded? Where's the intellectual rigor in being told something like "you think too much, that's why your head is hot"? Such logic is nonsensical. In reality our brains are hotter in such a way it would be considered a fever in the rest of the body.

Awe is a valuable experience, but it's just starting point a foundation, and not a substitute for critical thought. Equating thinking with generating enough heat to justify a fan in winter borders on self-deception. True exploration of reality necessitates more than just such a simple impression; it demands rigorous questioning and a willingness to challenge assumptions. It requires us to dare venture beyond what we deem to be true, in a way that is extensive and doubtful.

As such, you might find that using a certain type of headphones would increase your brain heat. That's because they trap heat and moisture. You might then realize that it is the headphones that makes your head hot, and not your extensive thought, during winter.

The key to overcome innocence is to doubt what it presents to you. This in turn would allow you to seek knowledge and make you smarter, and thus, become more than innocent/naive.

Philosophy thus becomes a natural tool; a tool that is used naturally to go throughout life. And the true meaning of philosophy is to research the truth. To be curious, like a child, but as an adult. To question, like a child, but as an adult. To retain the "inner child" of ours until the very end, never completely growing up from the things that make us want to understand the world around us.

For it is the ability to understand the truth, that remains the baseline as to all navigation of reality.

And now, to develop the habit of looking both ways...

Childhood has its charm, but it's not an idealized utopia. Independence is limited, vulnerability to external forces is high, and the constant barrage of noise within educational systems can be overwhelming.

Some may romanticize childhood, longing for a return to its perceived simplicity due to reasons related to the nostalgia bias. However, this perspective ignores the limitations of youth. Therefore, in the name of understanding the truth, we must learn to grow beyond our current versions of ourselves. For the self in which we are imprisoned in is not only our identity but also our source of knowledge about the world.

And when a tool for knowledge is too incompetent, it deserves to be reconstructed, and have its current limits breached.

As a philosopher I seek not the ego, but I seek to explore ideas, criticize them, using my own current understanding as a baseline and then, expanding upon it in the form of article writing.

The Enduring Power of Ideas

I write, but outside of my work, I'm just a hermit with very few connections. This is why I believe my writing holds greater significance than myself. These are my findings to the world, that are a result of my willingness to be proven wrong and to doubt my current beliefs.

With these writings, I seek to venture beyond the self, to the words which you read and appear on your screen. To venture further from the self, I often detach myself from my philosophy. For I believe the ideas themselves should take priority over the author. The author is merely the medium, and the writing becomes the prime directive.

Ideally, the message resonates regardless of the messenger.

Here's the problematic situation: Understanding the writer can illuminate the writing, and vice versa. It's a symbiotic relationship. Without proper explanation, like saying that I don't really use subtext, my intentions risk being misinterpreted. And, misinterpretation in a world that does not question its own beliefs, is an inevitable possibility.

The Gap of Understanding

Great minds discuss ideas, average minds discuss events, small minds discuss people -- Elenor Roosevelt

Why, then, bother to cater to a world that does not understand? Geniuses are rare and few. Better off to be alone than in bad company, which may antagonize you for being you. I am not a villain, but a hero. And being largely alone is how I don't live long enough to become the villain.

For this world is not a friendly place to live in. The world, therefore, deserves to be forsaken, and be rectified from a distance.

While I don't crave your approval or affection, a writer's ultimate desire is to be understood. Being understood is how I fulfill the function of contribution. I enjoy contributing, for I am a selfless man, giving away my ideas for free.

My goal isn't to convince you of my brilliance, but to ensure my ideas reach you as intended, under my own terms. The power of a writer lies in the enduring impact of their creations. Let the words speak for themselves, even if the voice behind them remains relatively unknown. I seek to live as a shadow in this world, never becoming fully a part of it. This world isn't meant for genius kind. It is meant for the average kind.

And since disability is subjective, genius turns a liability, a disability. Genius is great, but this world isn't meant for greatness or rare. It is meant for the conventional, for the common.

Either way it's also how one can escape from being imprisoned within the self -- by being properly understood by the world. With properly means: As the writer intended.

And my intentions are always good!

Conclusion

The label "philosopher" shouldn't automatically equate to an inflated sense of self-importance. Ideas, not titles, are the true assets of this pursuit, to be gained and exchanged.

Ultimately, this introspective journey isn't about self-glorification, but about fostering understanding, something only few would dare truly doing.

By examining the self, I can refine the lens through which I view the world and share those insights with you.

By doubting and deconstructing the self, I can venture from beyond current limitations and thus expand it to broader horizons. Utilizing that self and its skills is how one can contribute to society and to ourselves.

Let us move beyond the mere promotion of personality. After all, the power, the knowledge which you seek, lies in the ideas themselves, not the vessel that carries them. The vessels merely devises, which stores them, and then expresses them. Understanding falls, and is the responsibility, of the other side -- you.

So, read my words, engage with them, and with this union of communication, we can explore the depths of human experience further than otherwise.

Using the self to unlock a deeper understanding of the world we inhabit, we can do so like children, in a way that can re-spark back our sense of curiosity and wonder we once had as children, but as adults.