02 Apr 2012, Posted by yohami in conversations,thoughts, 21 Comments.
Surfing Vox’s I found this jewel by anonymous:
What about irrecoverable omegas? Betas could make it work. But irrecoverable omegas, who maybe are screwed by permanent reasons entirely beyond their control (and mental illness and personality disorders count!) cannot make it work no matter what. I think the Game community would help themselves if, instead of saying “Game works no matter what!” and then getting sniped at by haters who then cite irrecoverable omegas, Game advocates wisely countered with “Game works, except for omegas, who need to focus on [something else].”
This would peel away one of the biggest weapons of the haters: pointing to the small group of completely hopeless omegas for whom Game would never work and citing that group as proof that Game doesn’t work. The Game community needs to stop getting slammed by the outliers. Vox is the only site run by a non-crazy person who actually recognizes and writes about omegas-who they are, what happens to them, where they go. (Game for Omegas is written by a gamma and DA is no longer writing a blog. The rest, like W&N, are crazy.)
Then the question becomes: what makes for hopeless omegadom?
I was an omega myself. I know that question very well. What makes for hopeless omegadom?
Or, what can help you when you’re helpless? or, which medicine can cure you from an incurable, terminal sickness?
How about if you’re a stupid, awkward ugly fat unfunny bunny… who was running from home because nobody wanted you… and you were chasing a cute bunny who wanted to be your friend, but she got hit by a truck and is all splattered over the street now… and oh you also got hit by a truck while crossing the street… and your spine is broken… and you can barely move while a hungry cat comes around… oh he’s eating your legs now… and see that fly on your nose? its injecting you with larvae…. and a vulture just took your left eye, and your right one is kinda blurry… and bleeding… and you see that pink fluid around? the truck’s hit made a crack on your skull and half of your brain is spread all over the street…
What can help you now?
Some cultures like the Japanese do these over the top hopeless scenarios to make the heroic achievement bigger. The bunny would stand up and fight back ultimately defeat the truck and get the girl. That’s why I liked manga so much. Occident though, specially in movies, routinely makes the hero fail, and then an unexpected accident / miracle happens.
So what will make it for our bunny? heroism or magic?
Thing is, the bunny is already taking pride as a martyr.
What makes for hopeless omegadom?
Nothing, because of the “hopeless” there. The premise defeats the question. The more you feed it with answers, the more it will have to emphasize the hopelessness aspect to keep the outcome even.
The scenario is looking for a very particular flavor of pain. One that is both extreme and stable. It’s a worst case scenario, but also, one that can’t change. This means that nothing worse can happen, unless you attempt to repair it or to bring good stuff into it… because when there’s good stuff, all can go fucked up again. So good stuff = pain. But it’s also looking for validation, self victimization, transfer of blame: ego survival, in a fucked up sense.
In other words, every solution, every attempt to change the scenario just brings a challenge to make the problem more complex, to make the scenario meaner.
The more you bring help or solutions, the bigger the problem becomes.
What can heal you when you want to be sick?
Nothing. First you must want to be healthy.
Usually a full dosis of pain and a complete failure is needed for that frame to change.
Death is needed. Say. The bunny just dies, and nobody gives a fuck because everyone is dancing at the party next door. Actually the bunny’s leather made it into a carpet and a pair of shoes: the bunny’s life and suffering and complete existence have no value.
If the ego return is cut. If the hopeless stop getting the “solutions”. If you stop feeding the machine, the machine usually collapses. With death, with lack of return, with lack of answers – chances are the mind will just let go of the hopeless scenario, because it didnt work.
And you might see the bunny suddenly standing up, growing a leg, picking up his brains and going home. Yeah the same bunny who couldnt walk.
You´re likely to see it again, ran over by a different truck at a different street tomorrow, though.
In order to give the omega a proper treatment, the premise has to change. The omega cant be “hopeless” anymore. And in the process, the omega identification itself will die. With so much pain, ego and death involved, you´ll see all sort of defense mechanisms here, even if you’re sorting this kind of stuff in yourself.
It’s easier to look away than it is to change what “it feels like death” to change.
The solution, at the end, is to get behind of the pain / shame / wants / identification drive and turn off that projector. Turn off that movie.
And look at what is really there.
Edit: a reader corrected me on the meaning of “what makes for”, turns out it means “what constitutes” instead of “what can be done for” … oh well.
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