Hi everyone. Welcome to my corner stand. I'm John! Here, I’m exploring the meeting point between psychology, personal experience, and sacred texts. I’ve b...
*This is still a work in progress. Draft version and not yet the final form. Purpose This document is part of The Prometheus Theory, a psychological framework for understanding how human suffering forms, how identity hardens around unresolved grief, and how healing becomes possible. This section maps the origins of the two foundational wounds, where belonging and control are won or lost in real…
*This is still a work in progress. Draft version and not yet the final form. Purpose: This document is part of The Prometheus Theory, a psychological framework for understanding how human suffering forms, how identity hardens around unresolved grief, and how healing becomes possible. This section maps the pride mechanism specifically: how the defended identity forms, what maintains it, and what…
*This is still a work in progress. Draft version and not yet the final form. The Glitch: We have a powerful mind, but our nervous system was not built to handle it. We mistake thoughts for reality. So we suffer remembered, imagined, or symbolic loss as if it were happening now. Every wound begins here. The Core Claim: What looks like personality is often survival frozen in place, a wound(s) that…
I think we have an epidemic of people following AI, realizing that whatever they were ‘hoping for’ didn’t work, and now they hate and blame AI. AI was never our savior. It was pushed down our throats for sure. And when you first tried it, it really did feel like it. It felt like it could save us. It was everything we wanted ourselves to be. Polished. Shielded from our flaws and vulnerabilities. We…
Prometheus is a Titan who defied the Olympian gods by giving fire to humanity, symbolically in the form of technology, knowledge, and civilization. Due to this disobedience, he was condemned to eternal torment, bound to a rock, with an eagle feasting on his liver. His liver would grow back overnight, only to be eaten again, and again. Sounds absolutely tragic. I’m sorry, Prometheus. You got a bad…