“My typology is . . . not in any sense to stick labels on people at first sight. It is not a physiognomy and not an anthropological system, but a critical psychology dealing with the organization and delimitation of psychic processes that can be shown to be typical.” —C.G. Jung
Originally Posted by Starfall
In contrast this is what goes on in my head.
Edit: Now I know why you once said I would seem like an aggressor in relation to you. *sighs*
“My typology is . . . not in any sense to stick labels on people at first sight. It is not a physiognomy and not an anthropological system, but a critical psychology dealing with the organization and delimitation of psychic processes that can be shown to be typical.” —C.G. Jung
I can relate with all of this but from a different angle. perhaps. There is a battle but it feels like the beast is always clawing to get out and if I don't let it I will get physically ill. The inner child is sort of ignorant in me. Naive and innocent still. I have protected her too much so the trauma is more directed outward to maintain the innocence within. Not sure if that makes sense. :/ I do keep pain to myself, or at least I think I do, but more often than not I realize I have inflicted it on others without intention. I have taken people on an emotional rollercoaster ride and I didn't want to. I think sp/sx is a bit less effected by this ride than another sx first. Tbh I am sort of afraid of other sx firsts in relationships now. I am just coming back from a visit to a dark place so I am not sure if I am expressing this in the best way.
Edit: By directing trauma outwards I don't mean like going off on people. It can come out in the music I listen to and the things I post, poetry, things like that. I write. This keeps me from burning bridges.
“My typology is . . . not in any sense to stick labels on people at first sight. It is not a physiognomy and not an anthropological system, but a critical psychology dealing with the organization and delimitation of psychic processes that can be shown to be typical.” —C.G. Jung
“My typology is . . . not in any sense to stick labels on people at first sight. It is not a physiognomy and not an anthropological system, but a critical psychology dealing with the organization and delimitation of psychic processes that can be shown to be typical.” —C.G. Jung
women are too dark and shadowy. you are all weak against holy magic.
It is interesting. but not for me.
A lot of Selena Gomez's music sounds very sp/sx, despite being somewhat-above-average pop tracks. Sound design like a lake freezing over, energy slowly fading out, succumbing to entropy. Sp/Sx is not the least believable thing for Gomez in any case, probably 3w4 to boot
i've had that attitude my entire life to varying degrees. is that a strange case where a (neurotic) social first instinct expresses itself exactly the same as social last?
She seems so/sx to me. Perhaps some type with accentuated Si though.
A kind of open, welcoming and friendly attitude in how she comes across.
I guess referring to her friends as "my people," insisting on music "with a message," etc. seems awfully uncharacteristic for sp/sx. I would figure Si-SEI for her in any case
This guy
And this guy (NSFW). http://www.danielbarkley.com/There is a lot I like contained within various strands of Gnostic thought. But the piece I don’t really get, personally, is the idea that our material lives are in some way ‘nasty’. That our Spiritual selves are all clean and shiny, and our embodied self is actually kind of disgusting. I see this too in a number of other religions and philosophies. There’s a disgust (and fear) ofbodily functions, with sex, with blood, with death, with birth. With dirt. I wasn't buying any of that then, and I'm not buying it now.
Dirt to me is about bodily need. It’s about soil and life and animals (like humans) and rocks and plants…all the things that live, die, decompose that make embodied life possible. And in the playing of the various roles in the play that will be played out, that must be played out. We live, we die. We eat, we are in time eaten, even if only by bacteria. Procreation, recreation, regeneration and degeneration. We are, as Chris Whitley said “made from dirt”.
So dirt sorcery is the kind of magic one does ‘down here’, down in the dirt, down in the street, in bed with your lover, with a shovel in your garden. It may have it’s transcendent aspects, but the goal is not to transcend this existence. That will happen in it’s due time, there no need to leave before the party is over!
Dirt sorcery suggests instead that you enjoy the hell out of it, this time in this body, made from dirt. Strong or weak, young or old, growing or failing. Living or dying. It’s a beautiful thing. All of it.
http://www.aidanwachter.com/new-blog/a-few-words-on-dirt-sorcery
“My typology is . . . not in any sense to stick labels on people at first sight. It is not a physiognomy and not an anthropological system, but a critical psychology dealing with the organization and delimitation of psychic processes that can be shown to be typical.” —C.G. Jung
I thought sx/sp but sp/sx makes more sense.
Edit: I read this song was for a lost unborn child.
Last edited by Aylen; 04-20-2016 at 07:18 AM.
“My typology is . . . not in any sense to stick labels on people at first sight. It is not a physiognomy and not an anthropological system, but a critical psychology dealing with the organization and delimitation of psychic processes that can be shown to be typical.” —C.G. Jung
my love is a thing that breathes.
it walks. it is hungry
and too scared to ask for seconds.
my love does not want to be an in-between.
it loses my keys and my heart in equal measure.
my love tumbles headfirst on accident
and then watches its step next time.
my love is a times new roman double-spaced research paper
on the heart rate of a boy who does not know how to love it back.
it is still learning how not to be the smoky-soft apology
I’ve almost given thirty-one times before.
my love is the dawn-time buzz of too much coffee
and a good morning text.
my love keeps laughing long after everybody else has stopped.
love like a skinned knee.
love like a too-short thunderstorm.
love like the first time I said yes
and meant it.
my love tumbles headfirst off the playground swings
on purpose.
my love is a revolution. nothing more
and – it is learning –
certainly nothing less.
—rabbit love, lion love
Johnny Cash - sp/sx SLE 8w9
Aloma Shamanatrix & Matthew Miracle
(Aloma - ESTj)
These two poems, by Edna St. Vincent Millay, strike me as sp/sx
First, my favorite: The Blue-Flag in the Bog
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Afternoon on a Hill
I will be the gladdest thing
Under the sun!
I will touch a hundred flowers
And not pick one.
I will look at cliffs and clouds
With quiet eyes,
Watch the wind bow down the grass,
And the grass rise.
And when lights begin to show
Up from the town,
I will mark which must be mine,
And then start down!
"In theory there is no difference between theory and practice. In practice there is." - Yogi Berra
The Revenant seemed to capture the essence of sp/sx perfectly IMO.
Oh wow, this image pretty much sums up my life's ambition.
Hello, I'm nickelslick and sp/sx.
Sp/Sx E4.
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Artist: Harumi Hironaka
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