Personality types and human’s categorization : Endorse Individuality.

Some years ago I was in the middle of a conversation talking about positivity, negativity, optimism and some mainstream themes that constraints our beings and define how we think.

I personally am a strong opposer of themes or subjects ”defining humans personalities”, I strongly condemn classifying people and personalities :

Not in the already actual way of classifying that is based on religion, ethnicity, age, social class, ancestors…

(That of course I condemn)

But what I despise is the personality classifiying stories and techniques we all know and embrace in our daily lives.

Horoscopes, personality tests, instinct classifying, moral prejudices, and plenty more.

We all tend to do this, I tend to form a quick image of a person at our first meeting and try to link it to another person I know, trying to speed up the process of getting to know someone, and then trying to suit him a “Type of personality” I already encountered in my previous relationships.

Sadly, I think that there’s no catalog that births with a person. We are active creatures, with hyperactive minds, 180° thoughts changing in a second. There’s no paved road!

There’s no pre-human that defines a person before he forms his personality.

As thinking creatures with our relatively good-sized brain we always search for patterns, try to link stuff, relate. We can blame that on the way our brain works.

Synapses.

That being said, it’s totally predictable to see us trying to group people by common points. And those are true, they exist.

But instead of only seeing the full half of the cup, Look, there is the totally neglected other half.

Alike the similarity between extroverted people for example, there’s also an infinite amount of divergence and differences there.

Mathematically talking and probabilistically proven, We, individuals , are infinitely rare, genetically.

Why aren’t we considered unique, each one with his own mixture and different traits? Each one with his own personality “type”?

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Social Deterioration and The lying City ; 5 Ways to read your surroundings, their true identity, and intentions.

A second ago we were sane and our world was here. Not literally here, in these letters on a screen, or even in front of our eyes, quite the opposite: our world was palpable, touchable, manuscripted, concrete.

Two seconds ago we weren’t here, but our world was.

Let me show you a thing or two he said :

“What can you tell me about this building right across the street?”

What did we do?

I think geometry was and will always be a very rational and simple representation of most intricate phenomenon. I tend to believe also, that alike the encyclopedia of Denis Diderot , (conceived as a mean to document information and knowledge, and share complex ideas with the rest of the community in simplified and organized ways), geometry could be another way to achieve another : Scientific Vulgarization ;

(Yes, That’s how they defined the encyclopedia as it saw the light in the 1700s)

An Introduction to Nothing

20 years Later, I found my self typing a small paragraph citing my interests and stating the prospects of this blog. Where should I begin? Yesterday night i had a thought; while showering the power went off and the bathroom went pitch dark. I smiled, then closed my eyes. And that’s it. A separate state of mind. I continued on with my bath and went on thinking about deep complex mechanisms and developing concepts and ideas about things my mind saw, behind my closed eyelids, figures drawn inside this black infinite canvas: Shapes, arrows, numbers, rectangles, cities, big-bangs, energies, design and some more finite themes I call Thoughts.

Then everything got fizzy, blurry and incomprehensible. The light came into my eyes. (no metaphorical meanings intended here).

I call yesterday : Revelation.