Every conversation is driven by two things: the desire to be seen and the fear of being seen; the desire to connect against the fear of judgment.
In the life between lives, judgment is just recognition of whether something works. What we do is either effective, or not; it achieves its purpose, or not. There is no good/bad, no hierarchy of worth. Here, judgment is dangerous, dismembering the self; tearing off parts that are called bad and get disowned.
So we are funny or polite. We hide. And what's judged in us is thrown away -- the rejected self. In the quiet between bursts of laughter, between the small remarks, the disease of not belonging grows.
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