The Human Imposter

The Human Imposter
Part 1
Beliefs
Evolution
Bugs
One day I discovered that where our tails had once been, scales now began to appear and develop. The rest of my flesh was still intact, but for how long? While most prefer to think in terms of evolution, I was forced to consider de-evolution as an alternative to orthodox doctrines. Could I be going backwards? How far had I evolved if this were, in fact, the case? Did I evolve into a worthwhile specimen?  
Instead of ascending to higher planes, I was returning to that cosmic pool where everything – at least in our world began – 
The Cosmic Soup. 
And if that were the case, would that be the end, or would that merely begin the entire cycle again. And what would the journey backwards consist of? Would we go back, using the same route? But first, back to getting here …
If that were so, that would mean that at some stage, we were anything but human. We could’ve been dogs, tigers, elephants or mastodons. But what would those who had become mastodons, for example, having faced extinction – what would become of them? Would there be a hidden door, hitherto unknown, to becoming human – just when we thought we had figured out the puzzle, a piece would then dislodge the entire frame of thought?  
Would they ever get here? –
Was there a door, or some other type of latch, whose existence we had not been privy to, and which would then require yet another adjustment?
Or would they simply stop and become Soup?  
If that were so, then how did that influence those others who became what we are? – 
The ones who completed the entire cycle? Would a person who had once been a tiger, for example, now be a danger to others? Who would the rats that populate our cities and countryside become?
It seems that if this were so, we would have to rewrite biology (and other) textbooks, to explain the enormous shift in scientific thought, to explain how this freshly picked bulb proved the entire body of knowledge and thought completely wrong. Everything would have to be rewritten. 
If that were so, then we could place each version side-by-side, and study the errors in thought we had made and how those errors yielded false conclusions. And we would always have to leave space for that knowledge we still did not possess, and may never possess – Ignorance, the knowledge of The Unknown. 
Now that kind of job would interest me – reviewing the lineage of flawed ideas, knowledge, perceptions, and perspectives, and their application in the world I live in. 
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DSM, guys! I've Discovered a NEW Disorder. Listen up.

This is an Affective Disorder of the highest order:
Projecting the Opposite of How You Feel
EXAMPLE
You’ve been catching up with your sleep (busy, tired) and you feel rested.
However, people tell you, you look tired.
Conversely …
When you’ve been getting less than enough sleep, and you feel and actually are tired, people tell you, you look rested.
I would imagine DSM V would put this as part of their next update in the Personality Disorder column.
So which one matters?

DSM, guys! I’ve Discovered a NEW Disorder. Listen up.

This is an Affective Disorder of the highest order:

Projecting the Opposite of How You Feel

EXAMPLE

You’ve been catching up with your sleep (busy, tired) and you feel rested.

However, people tell you, you look tired.

Conversely …

When you’ve been getting less than enough sleep, and you feel and actually are tired, people tell you, you look rested.

I would imagine DSM V would put this as part of their next update in the Personality Disorder column.

So which one matters?

Burnout. How Long Does It Take?

Does anyone out there associate burnout with youth? Especially in the second decade of life?
We have numerous names on these lists. And the lists are long.
But has anyone ever thought about the process of burnout without having experienced it?
What if we looked at a broader group of artists, since musicians are easily the purveyors of substances that eventually kill them quickly in life and are disproportionately represented, unlike other artists?
Let’s think of just the process.
It’s rapid
It’s like a hurricane
Creativity is highly accelerated
What may seem unusual to others is simple for you.
You work at a rapid pace, absorbing and expressing lots of ideas, in multiple ways.
There is a strong element of chaos present. But it’s friendly. And amusing.
Every pore in your body becomes a tiny camera, which takes pictures of the world around you, and then sends them to your brain for editing.
Chores. Chores. Chores.
You’re nothing more than a servant to your Brain. Your Brain wants you to believe there is such a thing as free will, so it programs that as the Default Setting.
“Let us see …
What lunatic lurks here…”

More easy to manipulate that way.