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Tuesday, February 9, 2016

What's Going On In That Head Of Yours?


Like I said in part 1, Ike Betina is an alter ego. Comprised of:
41% Super ego,
29% Id and
30% Ego.
How'd I come up with this?  A little self analysis.
Hopefully this sparks your own curiosity to learn more about yourselves. If you peep G, we're all pretty much the same with very small variations to differentiate eachother.
We're divided into 3 catagories:
1. Those that can openly admit when they're wrong or responsible for a situation going arwy.
2. Those that choose to hide behind denial in an attempt to be right (almost all the time) when knowing they're clearly wrong. These people are usually manipulators, and dishonest by nature. If you can't be true with yourself it's impossible to be true with others.
3. Those that are totally oblivious to everything. who and what they really are and what they and say or do. The ones to keep away from altogether.
On another note...
Your personality is composed of more than one component. I didn't say more than one personality or split personality.
According to Dr.Sigmund Freud, world renown pioneer of psychoanalysis, the personality has three components The Id, Ego and Superego.
The Id:
Holds the primal, instinctive parts of our personality like the instinct for life; also known as Eros. The energy created by the life instincts is called libido (sexuality (horniness), desire, love and procreation) and the instinct for death; also known as Thanatos (agression, possession, fear, anger, violence).
In order to organize a civilized society, certain behaviors are suppressed and governed; that doesn't take the instincts out of you or make them any less.
If a particularly sensitive situation presents itself it can bring forth an unfiltered effect to a cause.
Prime example: A random person reaches into your plate of food while you're eating. It would not take even a second to react in defense. That would be an id response.
The Id wants to be satisfied immediately and everytime. It's the "I want it now effect." Interested in pleasure, not in reality, obstacles, logic or consequences.
It's basically a spoiled rotten, bratty little devil sitting on your shoulder. Know anyone that's like this?
Hence when you do something impulsively stupid you're called an idiot.
A newborn baby's personality is predominantly id. It will cry as soon as it's hungry or uncomfortable without going through a thought process. The id is an impulsive and unconscious part of our psyche which responds directly to our instincts with no filter. As the baby matures it will develop an ego and super ego.
The Ego:
Is the decision making component of your personality. Applying logic and reason to determine what and how to constructively satisfy the id without causing a negative outcome.
The Superego:
Is the conditioned part of your personality that incorporates the morals and values of society. Learned from parents and other influences around us during upbringing; Freud claims this is between the ages 3 and 5.

The Superego is supposed to be what keeps us out of trouble by choosing to abide and behave in a way that is acceptable to society as well as the law. It's a your " you know better" mechanism.
It is also what persuades the ego to do what's moral and strive for excellence rather than just what's considered "realistic."
The Superego has two systems. The ideal self and the conscience. The ideal self, or the ego-ideal is how you see yourself as you ought to be. That finished product you see of yourself that you strive for, your aspirations, how you carry and see yourself as a member of society and lastly, how you treat people.
The conscience is sensitive to the thoughts and actions determining the standards of your ideal self.
If the Ego doesn't regulate and let the Id get away with things that should have been checked, the conscience will cause the superego to create guilt making the person feel guilty and/or regret.
My Id is strong. Primal instincts acute. In touch with my desires and goes for it. My ego is stronger. It allows my id to have fun right to the brink of danger without the risk of doing something idoitic and having embarrassing and terrible results. Still doing what I find reasonable. I'm a calculated risks taker.
My Superego gives me the picture of my ideal self. My conscience is pretty much free of guilt. Due to my expectations of others, I'm more defensive than offensive.
I am a firm believer that if you respect yourself you can recognize how to be respected. With that, you respect others with the expectation to be respected. Unfortunately, it doesn't always turn out that way and strong personalities simply cannot tolerate shifty people and wafflers.

Excerpts of sources of information came from:
http://www.simplypsychology.org/psyche.html

Thursday, January 14, 2016

Who The Hell Is Ike Betina?! Part.2


I get to work on Monday. I rushed to my cubicle already subconscious of the scratches, because "you know how that can get." I kept pinching my collar together to keep them from showing. I thought I could've kept them under wraps at least until they scab and not look so raw.

It just so happened that one of my boys at the job, a real funny guy caught a glimpse as I turned my head as he passed by. The first words out his mouth... "Damn Ike, is she OK?" I replied. "Dumb ass, I didn't touch her! He asked me what happened and I told him but he chose to put a spin on it regardless and ran with it because that made it funnier. Mind you, this is all coming from a crazy guy himself!

For weeks I had to endure him shooting past my cubicle with his mail cart whispering "Please Ike, don't beat Tina" or "chill Ike." Ha, ha, ha... Next thing I knew more of my homeys began casually calling me Ike as if I announced a name change or something. Getting pissed, I tried to do damage control. I kept barking, "my name's not Ike!" but that did nothing but fuel the funny fire while having a good ol' time at my expense. I even tried to act cool assuming it would fade but it didn't. Wiggling out of it or taking it personal wasn't going to help. When your boys hit you with a name usually you've been branded.

The constant "Ike, don't beat Tina" echoed in my head then a light bulb went on. I took the negative and made it to a positive and "Ike Betina" was born. Depending on who I was around, I'd pronounce it "buh-teena" instead of "bee-teena" to ward off any unwanted, negative connotations. Hey, everybody has skeleton filled closets themselves.
I am Ike Betina