Thanks Holden. While I am certain that there are the shallow elements of "personality" which may repel me, it is possible that my mother is fortunate that I not only am free of the burden of wife or children, but also, for the moment and hopefully for another large chunk of years, free of the burden of being under the influence/manipulations of an employer.
While I am free of that, I have to admit that I am more than a little preoccupied and obsessed not just with building skills and developing deeper intuition for "school mathematics"), but also always engrossed in some kind of technical project, such as installing the current-Slackware operating system, managing multibooting, testing new g++ 8.2 compiler for c++14 and experimental c++20 abilities, etc.
I have read that in India there are 'techies" who sometimes flip out. Well, I just have to force myself to keep things in perspective. When my mom needs me, sometimes I have to drop something, or, being torn from "my mad science," I may make a small error which wipes out an entire system. Because the Mother needs me more and more during the day, I find I have been stealing away the night. Sometimes I don't even want to stop to eat, which is when the Steel Cut oatmeal saves me as I can feed the animal body which sustains this appendage we call our brain.
It is similar to how one might steal away the night to do drugs and report to an employer the next day on the verge of a nervous breakdown.
So, I am aware of what is going on, and I really try not to make my mom feel as though she is a burden. It's a razor's edge - the balance. I may be crazy, but it is a good kind of crazy I think. It's called "hypomania." Have you ever heard the saying, "I hate being bipolar …. it's awesome!" ?
I am sure you must witness this in India where a man of little means may have access to so much "technical challenges" that one may stay very busy going nowhere at all. I may be hypnotized by the computer. It is quite a fascinating contraption, and while I do "love" it, it requires constant learning and there are many setbacks I have come to embrace as "learning opportunities".
I don't want to be so obsessed that I am not there for my flesh and blood mother in her hour of need. I suppose I will have to reach deep for the more nurturing elements within me, but, with my obsession with math and computing comes some consequences: I am caught up in my own little world, and yet there are some others struggling with getting a grip on similar technical details.
While I rebelled against "the computer" as a teenager, there is no denying that I have become a "unit," that is, I have morphed into some kind of vessel. I am not drawn to any games and I have no desire to own any of the latest "smart phone" or tablet gadgets. I would get more satisfaction getting an old computer to run Slackware and Gentoo …
I am no Nietzsche or Schopenhauer or Cioran.
I am me, and this monkey is content to know Schopenhauer did such a fine job attempting to systematize his thoughts and present a kind of "Schopenhauerian Upanishads" to the Western World in his opus. Bless Cioran too, but I am not such a wordsmith.
I do not want to "write great books" like Nietzsche.
Thank you for respecting the fact that I do not want to be burdened with any kind of legacy. I just want to tinker with math and computing, and protect this old monkey brain from the epidemics of madness that are devouring my fellow-sufferers. It is better for me to be addicted to developing math skills and exploring computing than to be trapped in the vicious cycle of liquor stores and "crack vampires". What a nightmare!
I must add that to the list. I am only able to help my aging mother this way because:
(1) I have no wife or "significant other"
(2) I have no offspring depending on me
(3) I have no employer and have become a kind of "ward of the state" (as bipolar - not very obedient)
(4) I have mangaged to be liberated from the desire to be continually inebriated.
* I think that the satisfaction i get from developing math skills and computing "techgnosis" is a great motivator for continuing to swear off booze.
Thank you for referring to me as "a good son". What my mom may not fully understand is that I do not have to "love helping her in need," as long as i do as best I can to help her. I can't help that my mind is always engrossed with something. It's the way I am wired. Even when I was a "good employee" [janitor/maintenance man], I was known for having my own agenda. It was the main reason I was let go [terminated] decades ago.
The "suits" told me that maybe I ought to pursue higher education as I seemed to becoming more and more disgruntled in my role as a flunkie [state slave].
The thing is, now that math and computing are like my "religion," they do not leave me time to just jump through the hoops of any sytematic stupidity. I do serve my mother when she is in need, but quite often I am obsessed with something technical like a fiend.
Take care. Sorry for my self-referential perspective. While I did appreciate some of Nietzsche's writing, I think he might have been a bit of a "poser." he wanted to appear to be something ... whereas i don't mind the world seeing me just as I am - just a man monkeying around with math and computing after a lifetime of monkeying around with hard alcohol and hard drugs.
There was a psychiatrist from India who I hated. He told me that if I continued to drink the way I did that I would end up with a soft brain, brain dead.
While I despized him, today I cherish a clear mind when I wake up, no matter what I "destroyed" during the long insomniacal night. I can start over.
Maybe I seem somewhat narcissistic in my obsession with chipping away at my own ignorance; but, like I said, I think this obsession with learning is protecting me from the epidemics of madness, the modern psychiatric/spiritual plague; so in a way, my obsession with math and computing also plays an intricate role in my even being "present" enough to help my mom when she needs me ...