Eat my face off. Give me your face.
Apr. 21st, 2023 09:13 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
burningcorridorsI had a very nice conversation with a friend last night, someone who, like me, felt like they were a concept. A thing. This feeling is something that's stuck with me for a long time, and has made looking into therian circles deeply frustrating and isolating.
To me, it's because concepts are so small, so basic, that you can't put your ego in them. It's a defense system from perception.
I'd like to define two things that I personally believe to be true.
There's a lot of empty space in the perception of egos, whether it be another's or our own. So:
Relatability: Filling in your perception of a person with yourself.
Empathy: Letting a person fill your empty spaces with their perception.
You may disagree, but at the time of writing I believe this fully. It articulates an anger I've felt with parasocial relationships.
When we encounter a mysterious, barely documented figure on the internet, we look for more of them. And why do we do that? The thing I've seen most searched for for these mysterious people is their face. They want their face so so bad.
I think the reason why people want to see another's face so bad, is that they want to replace that person's face with their own. To build their empire of recognizability. To have no stone unturned beneath their ego.
I realize that when making art online invites the unfortunate chance that someone is going to think they're my friend, even if I've never met them. Where they'll look for this personal blog, and, in the end, my face. So they can erase it and replace it with theirs.
If you've found this blog post, and I don't know you, and you know the person behind these posts without my permission: Hi! You're carrying a disease. A disease that emboldens your ego to meet everybody, whether they want you to or not.
It animates your hands to search for OSINT terms, and it itches your eyes for more. More intimacy, more kisses, more blood to drink. You're so parched, dear. Do you think you might have cholera?
To me, it's because concepts are so small, so basic, that you can't put your ego in them. It's a defense system from perception.
I'd like to define two things that I personally believe to be true.
There's a lot of empty space in the perception of egos, whether it be another's or our own. So:
Relatability: Filling in your perception of a person with yourself.
Empathy: Letting a person fill your empty spaces with their perception.
You may disagree, but at the time of writing I believe this fully. It articulates an anger I've felt with parasocial relationships.
When we encounter a mysterious, barely documented figure on the internet, we look for more of them. And why do we do that? The thing I've seen most searched for for these mysterious people is their face. They want their face so so bad.
I think the reason why people want to see another's face so bad, is that they want to replace that person's face with their own. To build their empire of recognizability. To have no stone unturned beneath their ego.
I realize that when making art online invites the unfortunate chance that someone is going to think they're my friend, even if I've never met them. Where they'll look for this personal blog, and, in the end, my face. So they can erase it and replace it with theirs.
If you've found this blog post, and I don't know you, and you know the person behind these posts without my permission: Hi! You're carrying a disease. A disease that emboldens your ego to meet everybody, whether they want you to or not.
It animates your hands to search for OSINT terms, and it itches your eyes for more. More intimacy, more kisses, more blood to drink. You're so parched, dear. Do you think you might have cholera?
