So I was in church today and I had an epiphany:
The only person I love unconditionally is myself.
Everyone else, I love conditionally only. (including God)
You see, I was sitting in the pew thinking how my friend who was giving the sermon was preaching for too long (late night watching football so I was tired and didn't want to be there for too long - just long enough to fufill my commitment of being there every sunday so I don't start skipping church and backsliding) and so in between admiring the nice stained glass windows I spotted a nice looking girl in the first row who was there by herself.
She was quite cute, and I'm single, so naturally I'll have to run away from her should our paths ever cross but that's another story.
Anyway, my wandering mind said:
"You know the only bad thing about dating a devout Christian girl? You'd have to marry her before any sex"
Yes, I had a Bible in my hand as I thought this too.
I have qualms about marriage personally, mainly because I don't want to become one flesh/one unit, I don't want to give up my personal autonomy to share it with another.
One doesn't need to be a Christian to see that even secular folk who are married on many occasion have to plan their lives between them, this is aboslutely abhorable to me, I don't want to answer to anyone but myself. (even God)
So anyway, naturally in between asking myself if I am really a Christian (good question, am I?) I thought what would happen if I did go out with this girl, and the relationship got quite advanced and I felt I "loved" her (whatever that means) and then she revealed that she is an ex-prostitute.
Now, this throws a spanner in the works here.
I'm quite convinced that this revelation in this fantasy might show how any love I had for her was ultimately conditional.
This was an interesting point for me, and then I asked myself about my others "loves" in reality and whether they were conditional also.
First I turned to God.
I go to a Calvinist church, but I'm not a Calvinist. (this church is convenient and friendly, so why not?)
In fact I've said if God was the God of Calvinism, I couldn't love him or serve him - and yet again, we find another "love" that is conditional in my life.
I then thought about how I judge my family, I'm sure I love them, but I have this fantasy that I wish I'd wake up one morning and be the last man on earth. (either everyone disappears or everyone dies, either way I'm all alone with the city to myself - and the animals ofcourse)
And so, is my love for them conditional also?
I don't know.
Lastly I decided to look at myself again, comparing myself to this nice looking christian girl who in my fantasy was an ex-prostitute.
I wondered if I would love myself if I were an ex-prostitute, and the answer I think is yes.
In fact, I think I could do nearly anything, irregardless of how awful it is, and still love myself unconditionally.
And so I wondered if I'm narcissitic or not.
You see, I'm not handsome (oh no, rather ugly IMO) and I don't have the body of an Adonis (sadly), and I'm quite stupid (I can't understand Bell's Theorem fully) so why the hell am I so arrogant?
Two possibilities:
1) Bullying as a child.
It may be that with a low self esteem, I've developped somewhat of a Napoleon complex, this seems logical.
2) Unconditional Love linked to survival.
If I like surviving, and can only inhabit this body, I am forced to love myself uncontitionally, aren't I?
After all, if I really hated myself I'd kill myself (If I weren't a theist), so since under no condition can I conceieve of committing suicide whilst remaining a theist, that must mean that unconditonally I love myself.
This also seems logical.
So back to the title of this thread: The problem of Narcissism.
Now, in philosophy it's not uncommon that if one reflects on their own experiences that it could be right to apply this to all mankind. (there's a term for this but I've forgotten it)
Now as I think about life and humanity, I can concieve of certain conditions where others would "fall out of love" with someone over the revelation of something.
Imagine you found out your parents cooked and ate neighbourhood children once a year, would you still love them?
Imagine you were put in Auschwitz, saw everyone die, then escaped, would you still love God?
etc.
It seems that all of us, with every relationship we have now or can concieve of, is based upon conditional love, except the love we have for ourselves, which I think is somehow linked to us being dependant on our bodies for survival. (unless you're suicidal, in which case this doesn't apply to you)
And so, deep down, are we all narcissistic, it's just that it's not "brought out" in everyone because it requires certain "triggers"?
Or am I just horribly rotten and seeking to spread this onto others also so as not to make myself feel bad?
Love to hear your thoughts. (conditionally)
-Rev
The only person I love unconditionally is myself.
Everyone else, I love conditionally only. (including God)
You see, I was sitting in the pew thinking how my friend who was giving the sermon was preaching for too long (late night watching football so I was tired and didn't want to be there for too long - just long enough to fufill my commitment of being there every sunday so I don't start skipping church and backsliding) and so in between admiring the nice stained glass windows I spotted a nice looking girl in the first row who was there by herself.
She was quite cute, and I'm single, so naturally I'll have to run away from her should our paths ever cross but that's another story.
Anyway, my wandering mind said:
"You know the only bad thing about dating a devout Christian girl? You'd have to marry her before any sex"
Yes, I had a Bible in my hand as I thought this too.

I have qualms about marriage personally, mainly because I don't want to become one flesh/one unit, I don't want to give up my personal autonomy to share it with another.
One doesn't need to be a Christian to see that even secular folk who are married on many occasion have to plan their lives between them, this is aboslutely abhorable to me, I don't want to answer to anyone but myself. (even God)
So anyway, naturally in between asking myself if I am really a Christian (good question, am I?) I thought what would happen if I did go out with this girl, and the relationship got quite advanced and I felt I "loved" her (whatever that means) and then she revealed that she is an ex-prostitute.
Now, this throws a spanner in the works here.
I'm quite convinced that this revelation in this fantasy might show how any love I had for her was ultimately conditional.
This was an interesting point for me, and then I asked myself about my others "loves" in reality and whether they were conditional also.
First I turned to God.
I go to a Calvinist church, but I'm not a Calvinist. (this church is convenient and friendly, so why not?)
In fact I've said if God was the God of Calvinism, I couldn't love him or serve him - and yet again, we find another "love" that is conditional in my life.
I then thought about how I judge my family, I'm sure I love them, but I have this fantasy that I wish I'd wake up one morning and be the last man on earth. (either everyone disappears or everyone dies, either way I'm all alone with the city to myself - and the animals ofcourse)
And so, is my love for them conditional also?
I don't know.
Lastly I decided to look at myself again, comparing myself to this nice looking christian girl who in my fantasy was an ex-prostitute.
I wondered if I would love myself if I were an ex-prostitute, and the answer I think is yes.
In fact, I think I could do nearly anything, irregardless of how awful it is, and still love myself unconditionally.
And so I wondered if I'm narcissitic or not.
You see, I'm not handsome (oh no, rather ugly IMO) and I don't have the body of an Adonis (sadly), and I'm quite stupid (I can't understand Bell's Theorem fully) so why the hell am I so arrogant?
Two possibilities:
1) Bullying as a child.
It may be that with a low self esteem, I've developped somewhat of a Napoleon complex, this seems logical.
2) Unconditional Love linked to survival.
If I like surviving, and can only inhabit this body, I am forced to love myself uncontitionally, aren't I?
After all, if I really hated myself I'd kill myself (If I weren't a theist), so since under no condition can I conceieve of committing suicide whilst remaining a theist, that must mean that unconditonally I love myself.
This also seems logical.
So back to the title of this thread: The problem of Narcissism.
Now, in philosophy it's not uncommon that if one reflects on their own experiences that it could be right to apply this to all mankind. (there's a term for this but I've forgotten it)
Now as I think about life and humanity, I can concieve of certain conditions where others would "fall out of love" with someone over the revelation of something.
Imagine you found out your parents cooked and ate neighbourhood children once a year, would you still love them?
Imagine you were put in Auschwitz, saw everyone die, then escaped, would you still love God?
etc.
It seems that all of us, with every relationship we have now or can concieve of, is based upon conditional love, except the love we have for ourselves, which I think is somehow linked to us being dependant on our bodies for survival. (unless you're suicidal, in which case this doesn't apply to you)
And so, deep down, are we all narcissistic, it's just that it's not "brought out" in everyone because it requires certain "triggers"?
Or am I just horribly rotten and seeking to spread this onto others also so as not to make myself feel bad?
Love to hear your thoughts. (conditionally)

-Rev