Post by drifter on Dec 15, 2012 6:11:22 GMT -6
A thousand hellos to the many good folks here at doc.
about todays heart breaking events i wanted to post the following
which i hope i do with "doc's" blessing.
Terry
My ex temporary roommate would kill 75 people before breakfast
on the living room wide screen playing wolverene, then as i came down stairs and made breakfast insist I read the bible with him, which i am sure made the prince of peace in heaven fell off his thrown in tears.
The limbic centers of my roommates brain, the fight and flight area, that also steals the energy that would go to higher reasoning 24 -7 in order to feel ready, and in the end denie him use of his more healing mental facilities, for processing daily life, hurt Etc, this enlargement was a direct result of master bating his fear centers with video etc.
This society has made art collection, bird watching, flower propagation
poetry and forgiveness a black sheep.
Those very priceless and beautiful feminine eliments of grandure that heal us and keep us sane.
You can take the brain of a gamer and MRI it, and it will appear to have brain injury.
It is our emerging death and violence obsessed culture that pulled that trigger at these schools.
As well as bullying, cemetery art, violent music and sex devoid of love, and that leaves us no sanctuary place healing in the arts of our minds to go -but beserk when we are hurt and and in agony.
There was a time in this country it was wrong to have to kill any body, even a condemned man was respected with a last grand meal.
And we mourned deeply at even his falling from sanity no matter what he did.
We have made killing a way to have meaning in our lives, as long as it is a bad guy.
And when we can't find a bad guy, we artificially create one, in sports, movies and song.
Bat man could'nt get the bad guys out of his head, cause he lived in a cave.
Worst of all we have morphed into a culture that has lost appreciation for those things that heal us, make us gather up warmth in our selves till it spills out in deep rich meaning we wish to share with others.
If you truly want to not have this blood on your hands, take a walk in the woods, a long one, watch the curve of the moon across the arc of the heavens, see the trees sway like seaweed in the sultry humid Sky's, watch a mother bird teach her young to fly, a male squirrel lay down all his aggressiveness and follow a females lead, or some stupid shaggy dog refuse to leave its little girl masters side.
Water those things, long, let no fool lost to hell guilt you about it.
and something will build up in you, but it will be the opposite of what built up in that burned out gamer with his mothers gun.
it will instead be a beautiful thing, and it knows no limit of love and gratitude at the wonder of creation, or.... the laughing humor other folks arouse in our forgiving hearts at their silliness, even towards us.
Some day it will call out, and you will be left a pearl in a shell you have nurtured for years and find a priceless beautiful living, thriving thing, in your self and all others.
but you have got to stop listening to the depressed weaklings first, and thank god the NRA is full of mature gentle folks who know exactly what i mean.
And any one who does not know what i mean, needs a big cultural diet change ASAP-
or they will never find a pearl.
about todays heart breaking events i wanted to post the following
which i hope i do with "doc's" blessing.
Terry
Restoring the loving child rearing domistic sphere would stop this violence in say 10 years and we could all still go hunting
My ex temporary roommate would kill 75 people before breakfast
on the living room wide screen playing wolverene, then as i came down stairs and made breakfast insist I read the bible with him, which i am sure made the prince of peace in heaven fell off his thrown in tears.
The limbic centers of my roommates brain, the fight and flight area, that also steals the energy that would go to higher reasoning 24 -7 in order to feel ready, and in the end denie him use of his more healing mental facilities, for processing daily life, hurt Etc, this enlargement was a direct result of master bating his fear centers with video etc.
This society has made art collection, bird watching, flower propagation
poetry and forgiveness a black sheep.
Those very priceless and beautiful feminine eliments of grandure that heal us and keep us sane.
You can take the brain of a gamer and MRI it, and it will appear to have brain injury.
It is our emerging death and violence obsessed culture that pulled that trigger at these schools.
As well as bullying, cemetery art, violent music and sex devoid of love, and that leaves us no sanctuary place healing in the arts of our minds to go -but beserk when we are hurt and and in agony.
There was a time in this country it was wrong to have to kill any body, even a condemned man was respected with a last grand meal.
And we mourned deeply at even his falling from sanity no matter what he did.
We have made killing a way to have meaning in our lives, as long as it is a bad guy.
And when we can't find a bad guy, we artificially create one, in sports, movies and song.
Bat man could'nt get the bad guys out of his head, cause he lived in a cave.
Worst of all we have morphed into a culture that has lost appreciation for those things that heal us, make us gather up warmth in our selves till it spills out in deep rich meaning we wish to share with others.
If you truly want to not have this blood on your hands, take a walk in the woods, a long one, watch the curve of the moon across the arc of the heavens, see the trees sway like seaweed in the sultry humid Sky's, watch a mother bird teach her young to fly, a male squirrel lay down all his aggressiveness and follow a females lead, or some stupid shaggy dog refuse to leave its little girl masters side.
Water those things, long, let no fool lost to hell guilt you about it.
and something will build up in you, but it will be the opposite of what built up in that burned out gamer with his mothers gun.
it will instead be a beautiful thing, and it knows no limit of love and gratitude at the wonder of creation, or.... the laughing humor other folks arouse in our forgiving hearts at their silliness, even towards us.
Some day it will call out, and you will be left a pearl in a shell you have nurtured for years and find a priceless beautiful living, thriving thing, in your self and all others.
but you have got to stop listening to the depressed weaklings first, and thank god the NRA is full of mature gentle folks who know exactly what i mean.
And any one who does not know what i mean, needs a big cultural diet change ASAP-
or they will never find a pearl.
