Out of the Metaphorical Funhouse  

Seriously_Real 48M
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5/10/2006 8:05 am

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Out of the Metaphorical Funhouse

NotSoNew has a post up (The Hall of Mirrors) about the labyrinth of life's path, and at one point wonders about the mirrors in the path. . . .oh, hell. I'll just quote the relevant portion:

And so we walk through the labyrinth of Life only to find a hall of mirrors with reflections we think might be us. Finding our way, recognizing the ways that don't work, leading us onward to the end of the hall and out toward the Light (which is really inward.)

This got me thinking (as NotSoNew is wont to do), and I posted a comment that, frankly, is a blog post. This is at least the second time he's done that to me, and that is a good thing, my friends. This is the post he inspired.


In the not-so-recent past I was able to summarize the first 36.5 years of my life thusly: I was a man who had everything but who believed he was nothing unless someone told him he was something. What I meant by that is that for the entirety of my life heretofore, I looked into mirrors to find myself. I surrounded myself with mirrors to reflect back to me my true nature, what I was worth, what I possessed, and what my features were. We all do this to an extent, and, frankly, that is one of the primary purposes of having a life-mate to stroll the path with. We must have it, need it, and thus seek it.

But I took it to a whole new level. I was living in a funhouse. There were so many mirrors in my life, I was trapped, not knowing if what I was seeing was a reflection, or real. And in funhouses, there are those odd mirrors that distort the image -- making me unnaturally fat with ego; unfairly thin on substance; or so bizarrely bent and disjointed that you could barely tell I was a person at all.

I could not leave the funhouse because I had no frame of reference. You see, we only trust mirrors because we believe they give a true reflection. What if they do not? What if there is mischief in the mirror? The only way to know for sure -- and indeed trust the reflection -- is to FIRST know what you are in reality. Stated another way, until you know what you really, actually look like, you cannot know if the mirror you view is fair.

Because I had not examined myself, I had no frame of reference. I believed every mirror in the funhouse. And I was lost as a result.

There is a way out of the funhouse, of course. There always is. It is the route where there are NO mirrors, where the labyrinthine path is unobstructed and you needn't look in a mirror to find your way because there is no mirror there at all.

I left the funhouse when I met My Sweetie. Just prior to that, with the help of some very dear friends, I had begun to think that maybe, just maybe, I was not meant to live in a funhouse, and that there was a path out. I just did not know how to get there.

And along came My Sweetie. She came into the funhouse, and we bumped into each other. We talked for a minute or two, and she went about her way. I followed her, and marveled at how she always seemed to know where the "no mirror" path was. She was not fooled by the reflections all around her; she knew which opening was the labyrinth's path and which was a mirror masquerading as an exit. She moved so effortlessly through the funhouse that I asked her how she knew.

In essence, she simply said this: "I am what I am, and I know no other way to be. For that reason, these glassy things all around are just walls to me.

"And I walk where there are no walls."

I broke that down and contemplated it. Did I even know what I was? No; I had spent my life in a funhouse looking into mirrors and not directly at myself. So I started there. And upon finding that I was actually a person and not a reflection, the "magic" of the mirrors was lost. I stopped needing them, but enjoying them instead. Oh, sure, I occasionally stopped to see if my hair was in place or if I had spinach on my teeth (and, yes, to watch as she and I fucked in the funhouse a few times on the way out -- I really love mirrors for that purpose). But the mirrors did not do anything any longer other than serve as the obstructions they had always been.

And so it was that I navigated my way out, by her side. Sure, I kept looking back in wonder at how easy it was to get through the labyrinth in the funhouse; but she never did. She just kept walking with a purpose, into the Light, holding my hand because she wanted to, and not because she needed to. She was not lost. And now neither am I.


caressmewell 53F

5/10/2006 8:27 am

LOL, now I have him and Wahine in my head...sheesh...I really do need my long weekend that is coming up!

Seriously_Real replies on 5/10/2006 8:57 am:
Me and 1hot were separated by a very long 15 year birth!

digdug41 49M

5/10/2006 8:42 am

Well thats good thing your not goin around in circles anymore ,Glad some one has led you down the right path

roaming the cyber streets of blogland

Seriously_Real replies on 5/10/2006 8:57 am:
Thanks diggity. It's all good...very good. And I'm totally digging your profile pics lately. Looks good...

Phuc_Buddy 46M

5/10/2006 8:44 am

Holy Fucky Shit! The mirrors, the fun house, your statement "I was a man who had everything but who believed he was nothing unless someone told him he was something." just hit me like a ton of fucking bricks.

You have put into words exactly what I see, feel, hear, taste, and smell every day.

Thank you!

Seriously_Real replies on 5/10/2006 8:58 am:
Thanks, PB. It is what it is, man. I swear I just write my heart. But I'm glad it works for you....

TheRealThing655 48F
9558 posts
5/10/2006 9:40 am

I have to comment, and while this post is all about you (well, you are a narcissist, after all ), you have an incredible gift for the written word. You make us all think.
And, as a matter of fact, I am looking at the clock, running late, and thinking "Holy Fuckchop!!"
See...I can't get away from your literary genius

Seriously_Real replies on 5/10/2006 11:24 am:
Aww....you're making me blush....Don't....stop....don't...stop..don't stop don't stopdon'tstopdon'tstop......

I love candy. More, please....heh.

(thank you, Thing)

rm_LoyalCumpany 46M
3204 posts
5/10/2006 11:32 am

Why does it seem like someone might have slipped something into the punch at the party and we all became extremely introspective?

I like the analogy and your interpretation. If we could all just find our way out of the funhouse.

I am JoJo the Circus Boy!

Seriously_Real replies on 5/10/2006 11:40 am:
I don't know how you didn't see it coming....I was in charge of many aspects of this party, and the handle say it all....sucker....heh.

rm_1hotwahine 63F
21091 posts
5/10/2006 12:14 pm

I see the mirror analogy differently (don't even BEGIN on the layers of pun and metaphor in that phrase) but looking at it from the perspective in which you wrote this post, it's dead on accurate.

What I personally got from it (avoiding further mirror images. oh shit, there's one) was that I know what you mean about SD and recognize how much I value that when I see it in others. And somehow, being the organic chemistry things that we humans are, it somehow happens where that particular trait is unintentionally modeled to us in a way that allows us to actually get the hang of it for ourselves, on our own.

See? I don't ALWAYS skim.

OK, just ONE...
All mirrors aren't from the funhouse. There are also very well made, optically correct mirrors that can be arranged to ACCURATELY show us many different angles of ourselves.

Yeah, I'm still [blog 1hotwahine]

Seriously_Real replies on 5/11/2006 7:43 am:
I like the idea of optically-correct mirrors that show us from all sides...After all, I can't see my own furry back without the help of one, right?

Thanks, 1Hot. It's still a helluva ride.

rm_LoyalCumpany 46M
3204 posts
5/10/2006 1:22 pm

    Quoting rm_LoyalCumpany:
    Why does it seem like someone might have slipped something into the punch at the party and we all became extremely introspective?

    I like the analogy and your interpretation. If we could all just find our way out of the funhouse.
Why do I get the feeling I'd now fail any drug test at work?

I am JoJo the Circus Boy!

Seriously_Real replies on 5/11/2006 7:44 am:
I would guess you'd fail a drug test ANYWAY, dude...

Phuc_Buddy 46M

5/10/2006 2:54 pm

    Quoting TheRealThing655:
    I have to comment, and while this post is all about you (well, you are a narcissist, after all ), you have an incredible gift for the written word. You make us all think.
    And, as a matter of fact, I am looking at the clock, running late, and thinking "Holy Fuckchop!!"
    See...I can't get away from your literary genius
Not to steal Things thunder and to offer you some more of that beloved candy you crave...He is on point. The talent you have is amazing and that my friend is why I watch you blog!

Seriously_Real replies on 5/11/2006 7:44 am:
That's wonderful of you to say, PB. Thanks. Thing is from Seattle...she's got all the thunder she can handle....

MoonRise9 58M

5/10/2006 3:00 pm

You do keep finding more layers of the onion to peel back. Are you sure we didn't grow up in the same family??

Seriously_Real replies on 5/11/2006 7:45 am:
I'm pretty sure we didn't, but I've said before that old souls always recognize one another....

sexyariesgirl 57F

5/10/2006 3:43 pm

Damn darlin....another wonderful post! Dammit you just keep making me think...think...think!!!!!! But...that's a GOOD thing.

Power To FOK

Seriously_Real replies on 5/11/2006 7:46 am:
Aww...Thanks Aries. I love candy...did I say that?

absolutelynormal 56F
6563 posts
5/10/2006 4:22 pm

Your sweetie is a very smart woman, one who would not choose a guy that couldn't get it together. I think that perhaps it's like this, I'm a nurse so it makes sense to me like some medications do, they potentiate each other. They work better together than they do apart. Some people do seem to make life seem easy as if they were put here to help us other dummies out. Perhaps your sweetie is one of those people. Remember, there are no mistakes. You two are supposed to be together. I like this posting btw, let's me know there is light on the other side of the tunnel. Mac

Seriously_Real replies on 5/11/2006 7:48 am:
I am a lucky man, that's for sure. And I agree about the sum vs. parts point, to be sure. I needed to first hear the song played once before I could sing it. She's not so much a guide as an example...and I'm a lucky man.

Light? Oh yes, baby. Light. Put on the shades...

ArtisticTwist75 41F
2505 posts
5/10/2006 7:44 pm

I have been trying to leave a comment all day and keep getting called away to the fun house. I understand this post Seriously. I'm in the process of leaving the mirrors behind. Hard but oh so lovely. I'm happy for you. Look back sometimes though, Grab the hands of those of us behind you, see how far you have come and then keep moving on. Bless you for this post.


Seriously_Real replies on 5/11/2006 7:49 am:
And back at you, Artsy. You and I aren't so different, you know....and you're an awful lot like SD30, too....Your blog lately has been fascinating....

sensually_4ever 42M/F

5/10/2006 8:02 pm




Seriously_Real replies on 5/11/2006 7:50 am:
Sens....hope that's a good thing....come back if you find the words...we're good like that.

rm_saintlianna 45F
15466 posts
5/10/2006 8:31 pm

Truthfully, I skimmed the hell outta this, I am so tired I cant see straight. I like labyrinths, but I think I missed the point.

Anyhow, I picked you to do the writing thingy over at Texas, you know, his goofy whatever it is thingie. Part 2 I think. Okay. I am going to bed now. Night.

Seriously_Real replies on 5/11/2006 7:50 am:
Night night, Saintli....I'll go visit Trav...

Seriously_Real replies on 5/11/2006 11:32 am:
So I did the Trav thing. Thanks for that....heh. Now it's My Sweetie's turn...

Smooth_GaL 34F  
424 posts
5/11/2006 12:31 am

You words make so much sense to those whom don't really know you(well i'm one of those) Glad that SD was there to guide you and showing you whom you really are as a person and ure a person of your own... I'm leaving each mirror in the funhouse too but didn't expect that there was others whom felt the same way... Glad i read ure blog


Seriously_Real replies on 5/11/2006 7:51 am:
I'm glad this mattered to you. I have resisted referencing the Whitney "Crack is Whack" Houston version of "The Greatest Love of All" but somehow it is haunting me....

curious082385 31F
4925 posts
5/11/2006 1:47 am

Not exactly sure why, but for some reason I'm crying over your words. I guess they just really rang true tonight. Thank you for sharing and I'm so happy that she was there for you in that moment that she most needed to appear. It's beautiful when things have perfect timing, isn't it?

Seriously_Real replies on 5/11/2006 7:52 am:
It is a beautiful thing, C. Wipe those tears and let's dance instead!

sensually_4ever 42M/F

5/11/2006 5:48 pm




post # 2

It is Peculiar and strange to me, to have anothers words ring so true...

Especially as I feel as I am still in the funhouse, trying to find my worth in mirrors.... This post rang so true, and yet it hurt and hit hard. The delusions we keep ourselves under, don't feel like delusions untill someone turns on the light, and reveals the smoke and mirrors that we hide behind.

Someday I too will make it out of the funhouse, and KNOW my own self worth without others to dictate it to me.


Seriously_Real replies on 5/13/2006 6:16 pm:
The first step to getting out of the funhouse, sweet sens, is to know you are in one. They stop having power once you call them on their bs. Good luck, honey.

JustaSeeker 106F

5/11/2006 7:47 pm

This was a good post. It can be very hard to separate the "real you" from the "you" they say you are. Whoever they may be; parents, teachers, spouses, bosses. Or just society in general. Sometimes they make it almost impossible. But a strong sense of self is a worthy goal and one to which we should all aspire.

On a less serious note, I really love mirrors for that too. It's so much more fun when you can watch.

Seriously_Real replies on 5/13/2006 6:16 pm:
Thanks, Unwendy. I had a feeling you'd like it.

rm_corezon 53F
3376 posts
5/12/2006 7:40 am

cool analogy

though I am not quite so bold myself, I still like peaking into the mirrors from time to time

Seriously_Real replies on 5/13/2006 6:17 pm:
It's hard not to peek into the mirrors, and from time to time we have to have them, as I said. It is when we MUST have them to identify ourselves is when we have an issue. Thanks for stopping by.

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