Archetypes
As I think about my life experiences, I am not always certain of all the details associated with any specific memory. After all, we fill in the blanks in everything that we recall. The actual reality that took place may be somewhat different than what we remember. Memories lie and recollections are never perfect. Not only we tend to forget names of people, but we may change the events as well to fit a certain narrative. This is not intentional, and I do not intent to write fiction. However, I realize that in my mind, I am seeking to find some meaning to my life and therefore unconsciously tend to create a narrative that fits to my gestalt. As an existentialist I do not believe that anything has any meaning fundamentally. We create meaning to everything ourselves. We perceive reality in a way that we are conditioned to perceive it. We make sense out of it based on our existing frameworks. We have our own schemata. At the same time, these schemata are organized around archetypes. They ar