May 24 2026

VINEETO: You are very welcome and I am pleased to read that “this insight has taken the legs out from underneath ‘me’”. It was obviously so engrained and inveterate that only a ‘thunderbolt’ insight allowed you to finally recognize it.
What was the action which was “the only response possible”?

KUBA: I think action might not be the best word, I just couldn’t find any other word to fit though. It was that ‘I’ couldn’t squirm away from the seeing, which the “squirming away” could exactly take the form of castigation or shame, or any other way to direct attention away from this seeing working its way through ‘me’.

I guess I could also say that the ‘action’ is the knowing that ‘I’ am simply not prepared to continue walking down that path (as it is a rotten path), no matter the ramifications for ‘me’.

VINEETO: Hi Kuba,

Thank you for the clarification – the reason I asked because there is a difference between realisation, no matter how fundamental and breath-taking it is, and actualisation –

Richard: Generally speaking a realisation is an understanding of something previously not cognised and an actualisation is the putting of that comprehension into action ... as in acting upon that cognisance so that it is experiential and not only intellectual. (Sundry, FAQ, Difference between Realisation and Actualisation).

Richard: My experience with the peoples who have chosen to give felicity/ innocuity a go is, as a generalisation, that the necessary paradigm shift has usually been a gradual process of comprehension – not necessarily an instantaneous shift – and which paradigmatical change commences because of that choice ... and that choice mainly comes after a gestation period (which itself follows intelligent appraisal/ thoughtful consideration).

And, by way of personal example, I need only point to the six-month incubation period (in 1980) already mentioned. (Richard, Actual Freedom List, No. 60g, 30 October 2005b).

Here is an example of my own most profound realisation and eventual actualisation –

Richard: Hence it came to pass one fine evening that feeling-being ‘Vineeto’ realised, with a profound visceral impact, how ‘she’ had never actually cared – although ‘she’ certainly felt caring (in fact ‘she’ had a deeply-ingrained and ongoing feeling of caring about all the misery and mayhem) – and upon that realisation transforming itself into an actualisation (as per the intimacy-yearning process detailed in the ‘Direct Route Mail-Out James email part-quoted at the top of this page) it activated “a caring which is as close to an actual caring as an identity can muster” and there was indeed action which was not of ‘her’ doing ... to wit: the ending of ‘her’ and all ‘her’ subterfuge and trickery (just to stay in keeping with the above wording purely for effect). (Richard, List D, Srinath2, 6 August 2016).

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VINEETO: It seems that your connection to pure intent, after perhaps having been relegated to mere lip-service through a period of obfuscation and prevarication is now fully alive again, and you can focus on the relevant question of what is preventing ‘me’ from agreeing to ‘my’ abdication.

KUBA: Yes I think I am still swallowing that previous bite, as it was a big one! But that is the question indeed – What is preventing ‘me’ from agreeing to ‘my’ abdication.

KUBA [Addendum]: Actually I like the way Richard put it better – Just what am ‘I’ saving ‘myself’ for?

VINEETO: This morning I came across a snippet from P. G. Woodhouse (a prolific English author and 20th-century humorist, best known for creating the witty valet Jeeves and the bumbling Bertie Wooster – life in the real world of those pathematically inclined –

“The proprietor of the grocery store on the corner was bidding a silent farewell to a tomato which even he, though a dauntless optimist, had been compelled to recognise as having outlived its utility. (pg. 26).

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“How’s business, Bill?” she called to him, as she passed the spot where he stood brooding on the mortality of tomatoes. And, though he replied “Rotten”, a faint, grim smile did nevertheless flicker across his tragic mask. (P. G. Woodhouse, A Damsel in Distress, pg. 30).

Cheers Vineeto (Actualism, Actualvineeto, Kuba 13, 24 May 2026).