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This is a discussion on Any INFP Type 5s out there? :) within the INFP Forum - The Idealists forums, part of the NF's Temperament Forum- The Dreamers category; Originally Posted by SadLuckDame My @ adagio friend, I want an opportunity, for fun sake, to rewrite the 5w6 to ...
Well, you know you've caught me at my window, for usually I'd not jest with many people, but I'm frisky today. I have an old poem, just thought of to share because it describes what it is I'm attempting to describe. My poetics at the time not in know of this time, but here they are to sit together.
Hope you like, my friend.
A Sense of Me
In isolation,
my tormented spirit,
quite lonely--
I've recalled from memory
a bewildered chance companion'
I'd once happened upon.
Our fates have mingled,
her essence sings and taunts
as her and I's
stars align.
An indescribable freak imagining
as to her star and mine.
Legendary fiends,
mysterious foes
and those to be affectionate
on, bound and bind
our nights' sky
into one substance...
evidently a constellation.
She packed a familiar bag
containing a notepad and pen.
Her gestures
resembled a changeling,
as the girl wandered out
to the frozen
snowy field.
With a baffling
demonstration
she removed her dress
and stockings.
Stark naked
she proceeded to spread out
nude a top winter's frozen
earth.
A pale body pinkened
every moment more
from bitter cold.
Limbs jumped violently,
reluctantly, but determined
the pain dipped girl
forced her chest down,
eased her hips
and golden maidenhair
against the blank
white snow.
The changeling prolonged
an artistic trance
and submitted it to winter
burn and bite.
I bruised and ached to watch
the skin freeze.
My tears, then her tears
glistened as crystals
or snowy flakes licking
peachy cheeks.
Her mind was whirring
with loss
and senses tormented
or possibly it was mine
that whirred and fuzzed.
The brew was an icy remedy.
Propping herself up
onto frigid elbows,
reaching for the bag,
pen and paper--
I saw her as a radiant apparition
pen out her state
of introspection.
My arms wanted
to enclose her frozen body,
to warm the belly, the slim shoulders
and slowly melt the ice
with my own bodily heat,
but how could I?
I was as cold as she.
Thank you, SLD. That sounds exactly like an INFP|5w6. I think an INFP|5w4 would have taken her inside and given her a hot mug of eggnog with brandy.
The beauty of detaching oneself, therefore to go on to discovery.
I'd not know the environments, if I'd coddled her. I remove her enough from me, I and her can go out.
I am 5w4 too :-) It fits me well, I am quite intellectual and creative.
SadLuckDame, that was perfection. It encompasses so perfectly the way I feel. Everyone seems to be on the same page, particularly those with a w6.. I've always felt such an internal conflict. For me, enneagrams helped me in realizing that my personality was not so easily predicted. It's easy to get caught up in the science of it all and slap yourself with a label, but although I know I'm 100% INFP I have always felt that there was more to it than that. I can see how the harsh critique of the enneagrams could be difficult for some (particularly INFP and other F types) to stomach, because it does tend to focus on the bad. For me, I've always been a very self-aware and self-critical person, and most of the bad things they say about my type have already come to mind at one point or another.
In any case, despite the sometimes negative summary, I love becoming more self-aware and have been in my own head long enough to recognize when a quality or trait they speak of doesn't necessarily apply to me. It's another checkpoint in my never-ending journey of self-realization. I hope to be able to apply that knowledge to others like me who have faced internal conflict in the same sort of fashion. I suppose you could say I won't be the one to go embrace the girl in the cold, but to bring her the resources she needs to warm herself on her own.

Helen Palmer, for Enneagram books.
If someone is a true INFP and tests as Enneagram 5, I think 4w5 is more likely the actual type. Based on the statistics and personal observations.
I've tested a 5 just about as many times as a 9. I think I'm a hybrid - the peaceful investigator.
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