I always saw the ego as the basic survival instinct. I believe the ego is necessary for the survival of the organism. It drives us to procreate, eat, seek shelter, and all other things necessary for survival. This can lead to competition, one-upmanship, pride, and other misbehaviours in our society, and when this happens, we say 'so and so has an over- inflated ego.' When someone has an over-inflated ego, they need more than is necessary to survive, therefore they need fast cars, good looks, youth, adoration, and numerous other trinkets to support their insecurities, and some will go to extraordinary lengths to attain and maintain these things. These things include such precious commodities as love and happiness. Don't get me wrong, I also desire these things, though sometimes I really wish I didn't. Love can be a real pain when it's not reciprocated, and also when it's forced upon an unwilling recipient. Happiness can make us blind to the suffering of others. When I'm happy, I find it really difficult to remember what it felt like to be miserable, and vice-versa. I reckon the idea is to put the ego in it's place where it belongs, which is really difficult, as it appears to mean letting go of all of the above, hence the recommedations for celibacy, giving up of material possesions, solitude and the like (Although I do recognise there can be other reasons for this type of thing). I freak at the thought of losing everything, but I think this is a trick of the over-inflated ego which, perhaps demonic in nature, seeks to maintain it's food supply, i.e. the energy expended through our fears and insecurities. I don't mean we should give everything away, go live in a cave,.. etc, but maybe we should work on losing our attatchment to these things which keep us anchored to the world of materialism, so they no longer have the power over us to affect our feelings and behaviours in unhelpful ways, and if and when they are taken away from us, we are not affected in quite the same way as we would otherwise be. Look at all the great spiritual masters. Most of them had zilch to their names. I believe the suffering caused by the dark night of the soul is a result of one or more of these desires being unfulfilled, and as such should be embraced as an opportunity to shed some of the karmic dross that weighs us down, hampering our freedom to soar above, below, or whereever. I've been down, contemplated suicide on and off for about 30 years now, and I've come to the conclusion that I take myself far too seriously. Not that I no longer do, but I'm aware of it now, and I ALWAYS know that no matter how down I get, I will ALWAYS feel better soon. ALWAYS. I always have in the past, and always will in the future, provided I don't snuff it while I'm in the middle of a downer, in which case, as far as I can be certain, I'll be out of the running anyway. When I'm happy, I try not to go too high in the hope that when I'm down, I won't go too far down, but I'm not too sure of the efficacy of this idea. It's easy to say in theory but hell to put into practice, as it's difficult to know how happy is too happy. Contemplate suicide by all means, just don't do it. It's a waste of a lifetime, and they don't come cheap, otherwise we wouldn't be discussing this right now. I've spent a long time alone thinking about this, that's why I feel so confident in writing it. I've also had many good friends who have comitted suicide, and I don't wish to lose any more, especially before I've even got to know them. Hope I haven't come across too preachy.
Yours in light and darkness, Steve.
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