have on this website a page of random suicide notes that were printed at the end of a book on suicide.  Though this wasn’t the intent of the original printing of these notes, they showed that the men and women who wrote them tended to go against the sexist stereotype that women are attached to their lovers and spouses more than men are.  Quite a few of these men killed themselves because of the ending of one romantic relationship or marriage, and quite a few more mentioned an ending of a marriage is if this may have contributed to the suicide.  Yet the only woman to kill herself because of the ending of a romantic relationship was a lesbian.  Two of these notes illustrate other things I’m talking about on this website, and one of them looks to me like it was written by a hyperthymic who really could have used a psychologist who told him what’s wrong with antinomic thinking, (that is, if the guy wasn’t totally intractable to anyone trying to talk him out of doing what he feels like doing), but this simply isn’t the sort of thing that modern psychologists do.  This guy seemed to have basically a cultish devotion to a very banal bohemian lifestyle which sure does look like la vida maníaca, as you could see from how much he talks about this in his suicide note, and tries to look cool in his suicide note.  I’d think that in such a serious statement he’d have more important things to write about, and he wouldn’t be in a hip mood.  Overdoing the bohemian lifestyle, as in the artist who can’t stand living the normal “plastic” lifestyle, is rather common among hyperthymics.

 


 

 

 


 

Something else which sounds like this, is the founder of Sex and Love Addicts Anonymous, writing in their handbook, “I thought I was living the life that others secretly envied. ‘They are the gutless ones,’ I thought, ‘too scared to take a chance on living.’  The possibility that no durable happiness or fulfillment could ever come from living out this pointless pattern did not occur to me at all,” and, “It was society that was sick, I thought, trying to force bondage upon me.  I was a true pioneer of alternative modes of living—and loving.”  This is basically the same spirit in which that ex-boss of mine stood up for the liberties of those who were taking liberties at the expense of his business.  Like all those women who at Louis XIV’s formal dinners threw at him whatever food they wanted to throw as others watched,


During the suppers which Louis XIV was wont to have with the princesses and the ladies at Marly, it sometimes happened that the king, who was very dexterous, amused himself by throwing little rolls of bread at the ladies and allowed all of them to throw them at him.  Monsieur de Lassoy, who was very young and who had never been present at one of these suppers, told me that he was extremely surprised to see bread rolls thrown at the king, and not only rolls, but also apples and oranges.  It is said that Mademoiselle de Vautois, a lady-in-waiting to the Princess de Conti, the king’s daughter, who was hurt when the king threw a roll at her, threw a salad at him, fully dressed.
 
 

 

these employees were doing their own thing, if it feels good do it, live for today, if the squares don’t like it they should become more open-minded, etc.  That kitty-person ex-boyfriend of mine was the first person I’ve heard responding to others’ hyperthymic behavior at his expense, in a spirit like this.  When I heard my boss respond like this to others’ hyperthymic behavior at his expense like this, my first thought was, “I sure know who that sounds like.”  From this I knew that the boss must be hyperthymic, since no other reasoning feels like that, has this absolute unwavering devotion to something that seems open-minded but actually is pointlessly self-defeating.
 
 

 

Well he couldn’t Hack It, (OH Well)
    If your interested you are welcome to what ever you want in the garage. Ask Joe for the key I’ve let him know that you may ask for it. Anything you don’t want that is valuable I would appreciate it broken, burned or buried. Perhaps you may take some things to Miss Jane. OH Yeah She has a fine place. The key to the chest on the small Round table against the Southe wall of garage next to chest. If you don’t want the skulls please crush them. There is an excellent supply of incense some very choice vintage.
    You may also have the musical instruments that I once had. Do with them as you wish.
Yes, Yes, any books you want you may have.
 

See Ya Around

 
Bill


Since this stuff intrigued him this much, I’d venture to say that the emptiness of this devotion to Bohemianism contributed greatly to his suicide.  Even in his suicide note, he found it necessary to show his devotion to something that banal!  This is all just so unrewarding, pointless.  The “love” as in Bohemian “peace and love,” is certainly a lot colder than the committed romantic love that those who insist on their independence, would likely be very hesitant, even phobic, with.  Yet the very same romantic love that the commitment-phobic are phobic of, is the kind of love that “Love conquers all,” refers to.

 

  The Weather 
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“Bill” doesn’t even suggest that he was overwhelmed by anything that a typical person couldn’t “hack,” and those who have substance to their lives can hack it far better than can those who don’t.  For example, it’s well-demonstrated that especially for men, marriage lowers the chance that they’re going to commit suicide, but Bill probably had the same attitude toward marriage as would the proverbial bohemian artist who feels that marriage is society’s trying to force bondage upon him.  With that sort of worldview, he’d be very unlikely to talk with a psychologist about what’s self-destructive about it.  If, hypothetically, he survived his suicide attempt, spoke with a psychologist about why his life seems empty, and realized that it’s because of his cultish devotion to banal bohemianism, the psychologist would probably have no problem with trying to make him more comfortable with this choice.  But if he spoke with a psychologist without coming to this realization himself, the psychologist would probably have the attitude that the devotion to bohemianism is what’s right for him, so anyone who doesn’t like it is going against individual self-determination.  Here you could especially see that hatred of being

I’ve gotten to think of this conceptualization of freedom as, named after Reinhold Niebuhr’s most basic premise, The Original Sin School of Freedom.  It assumes that simply because someone wants to do something destructive or disruptive, we’ve just got to accept that at least some people are imperfect like that, unless such acceptance would seem absurd, since expecting less imperfection would likely throw his life into conflict, discord, frustration, discontent, self-hatred, making his part of the world into how others would have it, etc., certainly not the nice cooperation that utopians would expect to result.  For example, Henry Winkler says about The Fonz, “I was never that cool,” but considering how non-dysfunctional, easy-going, Winkler has always been, it all depends on how you define “cool.”  Someone who is “cool” like the Fonz would, at the very least, be insensitive enough not to care when what he feels like doing would cause problems for others, but according to the Doctrine of Original Sin, what a person’s gotta do, a person’s gotta do, and we should have more understanding for that than we’d have for the concerns of his unresilient whiny and unforgiving victims.  In fact, callousness leading to sinfulness has a certain appeal to it.  If he abided by the central tenet of Wicca, “An’ it harm none, do what thou wilt,” then he’d have the level of consideration for others that a witch would have, which would mean that he wouldn’t be so devil-may-care, so he wouldn’t seem so cool.

If Bill had a serious romantic relationship with a woman who wanted them to get married, the psychologist would very likely have the attitude that when the girlfriend objects to his dismissing the idea of marriage, her candid expressions of perfectly normal feelings, as versus his unusual and eventually deadly feelings, are just a bunch of contemptible ploys, bitterness, excuses, etc., or maybe she’d only seem innocently maladjusted and maladaptive.  If, hypothetically, he’d made some sort of commitment with her, it would seem that of course she should accept his breaking it since of course he shouldn’t be bound by something that he said in the past, even if he said it with a lot of emphasis and/or repeatedly as he reaped the benefits of the commitment, and even if nothing unforeseeable had ruined his plans.  Therefore, any and every commitment must be treated as meaningless as long as one of the parties chooses to break it, since when it’s time to keep any commitment the making of it happened in the past.  It would seem that there’s no such thing as betrayal, since caring about betrayal means caring about unchangeable past history.  To the psychologist this belief system would seem uplifting, since it would encourage self-determination for Bill and self-reliance for his girlfriend.  To Bill this would seem liberating, since keeping commitments is for “squares” and “knotheads” who are scared to take a chance on living.  The explanation that he might give to his psychologist would be along the lines of, “I believe in taking life in both hands and squeezing the most out of it… I’ve always admitted that I’m ruled by my passions,” and the psychologist would respond, “That’s great!”  Just look at how important banal strength was to the psychotherapists of Candace Newmaker.  So Bill would feel perfectly comfortable going right on with his devotion to a bunch of banal stuff, until one day it all finally catches up with him and his life feels so empty that he kills himself.  Even if, hypothetically, he didn’t end up killing himself, his life would still seem very empty, sometimes excruciatingly empty, and he wouldn’t know why.  What he really needed was a psychologist who wouldn’t tell him that the conformist “plastic” lifestyle is what’s respectable and marriage is what’s moral, but that if he’s going to devote his life to something that’s as banal one-dimensional and vacant as his current interests, the emptiness is going to catch up with him.  If he wanted to surround himself with bohemian chatchkis, fine, but if he’s so devoted to them and to being cool, that his suicide note would have a hip bubbly tone to it and all that would seem to matter to him is who gets what chatchka, then this allegiance could mean real problems down the road.  What seems just slightly excessively normal on the surface could cause very real problems.

 
 


 

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