Here is a crazy lady for you. Dr. Lorraine Day is a cancer "survivor". The catch here is she uses "alternative" medicine for her theapy's. Read what this fucking crazy batshit moron thinks is the truth. I shutter to link it but here we go anyways.
http://www.goodnewsaboutgod.com/ - Scroll down a little and it gets to the "good" stuff.
http://www.drday.com/rumors/consequences.htm <----- Same batshit crazy bitch
I really don't know what to say but the most disturbing part is more people seem to really believe this stuff is true than I care to admit.
Wednesday, August 31, 2011
Friday, August 19, 2011
inside out man
I search my life trying to find something intangible. Something that I can almost touch but never fathom. I fear I have been given glimpses of it and that is truly a curse for now I know it is there. For me to see the things I know through different lenses would be a benefit but I am far to ignorant of what I truly need in order to do much with myself. I contemplate the many aspects of what it all is, what it means, why we live and consciousness. For what are we now? What was I once? What could have I become?
I know I must have had to lived differently but somehow life has shaped me to what I am now. How can I change that? How can you? In a world without poise or promise what is it that any of us want? Surely it cannot be the accumulation of wealth or things. What of each other and family? I have seen family as nothing but a disposable utterance of an idea where we use them for goals and not much more. Are we here for our own selves or can this intangible thing be something real? Can I turn to drugs, music, meditation or are these simply different constructs with still serve to limit our awareness. Can I look inward. What does it mean to be human? How can a biological mistake actually mean much more than the sum of its parts. I think therefore my electrical circuits are working perfectly.
Some writers of philosophy and history enunciate in far greater terms than can I. Unfortunately many of these ideas are suppressed through early life in all children in America. Therefore we live our lives in false terms of other peoples beliefs without fully understanding what it is to be free in our thought. Possibly free thought is what leads us not into greatness but into a introspective hollow. We revere those who assimilate easily and seek the virtues of nationalism or false bravery not to speak of celebrity. So what does one do when our moral compass is fucked from half brainwashed ideas? Seems human societal evolution has taken us quite a while to get to where we are and who am I to self generate what a person needs to be (happy?).
I can see that through time I have digressed my self into something not worth doing at all. What measure of success does one seek? A big job, big house, big portfolio with big debt and a big haired wife. What is it exactly that I seek. Most people would have me believe to seek the glory of god. But what god would be reassured by me? Surely I don't reassure you the reader. Maybe it is the human spirit to give ourselves up for the glory of others then. I'm positive I'll end up in a more ignominious fate than helping a fellow humanist.
I am a less than capable person. I have disabled myself.
I know I must have had to lived differently but somehow life has shaped me to what I am now. How can I change that? How can you? In a world without poise or promise what is it that any of us want? Surely it cannot be the accumulation of wealth or things. What of each other and family? I have seen family as nothing but a disposable utterance of an idea where we use them for goals and not much more. Are we here for our own selves or can this intangible thing be something real? Can I turn to drugs, music, meditation or are these simply different constructs with still serve to limit our awareness. Can I look inward. What does it mean to be human? How can a biological mistake actually mean much more than the sum of its parts. I think therefore my electrical circuits are working perfectly.
Some writers of philosophy and history enunciate in far greater terms than can I. Unfortunately many of these ideas are suppressed through early life in all children in America. Therefore we live our lives in false terms of other peoples beliefs without fully understanding what it is to be free in our thought. Possibly free thought is what leads us not into greatness but into a introspective hollow. We revere those who assimilate easily and seek the virtues of nationalism or false bravery not to speak of celebrity. So what does one do when our moral compass is fucked from half brainwashed ideas? Seems human societal evolution has taken us quite a while to get to where we are and who am I to self generate what a person needs to be (happy?).
I can see that through time I have digressed my self into something not worth doing at all. What measure of success does one seek? A big job, big house, big portfolio with big debt and a big haired wife. What is it exactly that I seek. Most people would have me believe to seek the glory of god. But what god would be reassured by me? Surely I don't reassure you the reader. Maybe it is the human spirit to give ourselves up for the glory of others then. I'm positive I'll end up in a more ignominious fate than helping a fellow humanist.
I am a less than capable person. I have disabled myself.
Monday, July 18, 2011
no towel? Time to panic
Ever stay up all night and then look out the window and see the sun come up...and then ask yourself, "What the Fuck is wrong with me?" I wonder this since it seems to be a non event. It has happened before and it will happen again whether I'm here to see it or not. I guess what I'm getting after is the idea for living for today. Shouldn't I feel compelled to run out and bathe in the suns new warmth and listen the planet wake up anew? The sun is responsible for all life, for our food and daylight and everything which is important to us. Why don't we worship it still? Rhetorical for sure.
If I study a cat or dog or any other animal the question that comes to my mind is; What is it that you want? The most probable answer is more of the same. It seems that most animals are happy if they're fed, temperate temperature, and not being attacked. The apex of ignorance is bliss.
Why can't people be like this? Or at least why can't I? I reason that if we were to wake up and be ecstatic about the suns rising, at minimum many other things would fall into place. Seems that a bit of Buddhism ideals could help us all out. The more connected I am the more disconnected I feel. But it is a desirable mental disorder to pursue isn't it? More Facebook and email. More toys and cash , power and influence, more control and hobbies and pharmaceuticals.
I would (hope is the wrong word) foresee that if we could feel love for one another, worship not our religion but something that actually does something......and simply raise our consciousness through questioning everything we can escape what has become our potentially doomed trial called existence.
If I study a cat or dog or any other animal the question that comes to my mind is; What is it that you want? The most probable answer is more of the same. It seems that most animals are happy if they're fed, temperate temperature, and not being attacked. The apex of ignorance is bliss.
Why can't people be like this? Or at least why can't I? I reason that if we were to wake up and be ecstatic about the suns rising, at minimum many other things would fall into place. Seems that a bit of Buddhism ideals could help us all out. The more connected I am the more disconnected I feel. But it is a desirable mental disorder to pursue isn't it? More Facebook and email. More toys and cash , power and influence, more control and hobbies and pharmaceuticals.
I would (hope is the wrong word) foresee that if we could feel love for one another, worship not our religion but something that actually does something......and simply raise our consciousness through questioning everything we can escape what has become our potentially doomed trial called existence.
Every One Has The Right To Be Stupid But You're Abusing the Privilege
If you were to examine your life, your choices, what has influenced you, what your genes and environment has been, what would you change? What if you could make it all different? What if you could change the people of the community or city or country? Would you focus on a few basic premises or a total revolution?
If you were to focus on yourself, what could have been different? P.G. Wodehouse wrote:
"Of all sad words of tongue or pen, the saddest are these, 'It might have been."
I find myself dwelling on such things. Maybe if I had worked harder at one thing or another or not failed at a critical moment. So many times in our lives we get chances to have made a difference but instead we pass them by. I have passed up innumerable chances and people give tired cliches of; you cant learn it all at once or mistakes are the portals of discovery. How tired that is. I tried to walk through life being ok with mistake but how many should one make before a price should be paid?
One once told me that I seem to have excellent coping skills. I hid my contempt for such a statement for the truth is not so excellent. People deal with life in all sorts of ways. Drink, drugs, shopping, eating, cutting are all ways a psychologist would say are not the most healthy. But isn't this what our culture says to do? Isn't this the manly thing, the American thing? Your keeping the economy going with your increased caloric intake. Your helping 3rd world farmers with their poppy exports. I find cutting to be quite the coping skill. When life is out of control that is one of the few things you can do right? I mean when your a poor sap. Most of us are deep in debt, have big responsibilities, children, mortgage, what to wear, how to do our hair, will I look good for the prom?
What are we to do with a society that doesn't actually care? Find a way to abuse the abusers? Maybe its easier to just abuse the stupid. Find myself a good person to work to death...then find another. Maybe punch a hole in the drywall and chew into the electrical work. Some have said we get the government we deserve. Probably so. We get the society that is surely in our hearts and currently its a predator. We have become so twisted we think our demons are our friends. Talking heads on the television have convinced us of our righteousness and we suck it up as we turn into most detestable creatures. I'm sure it is somehow a Darwinism drawback.
In my current employment I'm in a position where "The stupid people love it, the smart ones hate it." I don't really see my self as very smart at all since I have given all the best parts of me to a place where it doesn't count for anything. My body is broken and I'm sure my mind is not too far behind. I have squandered my chances to do something worthwhile. I don't know by what measure success is but I'm certain that I could have tasted it before I was gone. Now its a distant voice that's unrecognizable.
I'm in dangerous territory of rambling incoherently and not making my point stick but here it goes.
So what are we supposed to do about our mistakes? Stop making them is a logical answer, right? Fairly hard I suppose since hindsight is 20/20. Looking for help in all the wrong places seems futile. Maybe if we just go back to the start we can......oh wait my time machine isn't here yet. Maybe if we take a mindful approach and then make changes now we can make it better for future generations. Individuals and society are fairly entwined in their clicks which happen to hate each other we can't have a consensus on anything. Maybe if a dedicated few can make it start the masses will pick up the rest. Or not.
I guess we're just burning time and youth anyhow.
If you were to focus on yourself, what could have been different? P.G. Wodehouse wrote:
"Of all sad words of tongue or pen, the saddest are these, 'It might have been."
I find myself dwelling on such things. Maybe if I had worked harder at one thing or another or not failed at a critical moment. So many times in our lives we get chances to have made a difference but instead we pass them by. I have passed up innumerable chances and people give tired cliches of; you cant learn it all at once or mistakes are the portals of discovery. How tired that is. I tried to walk through life being ok with mistake but how many should one make before a price should be paid?
One once told me that I seem to have excellent coping skills. I hid my contempt for such a statement for the truth is not so excellent. People deal with life in all sorts of ways. Drink, drugs, shopping, eating, cutting are all ways a psychologist would say are not the most healthy. But isn't this what our culture says to do? Isn't this the manly thing, the American thing? Your keeping the economy going with your increased caloric intake. Your helping 3rd world farmers with their poppy exports. I find cutting to be quite the coping skill. When life is out of control that is one of the few things you can do right? I mean when your a poor sap. Most of us are deep in debt, have big responsibilities, children, mortgage, what to wear, how to do our hair, will I look good for the prom?
What are we to do with a society that doesn't actually care? Find a way to abuse the abusers? Maybe its easier to just abuse the stupid. Find myself a good person to work to death...then find another. Maybe punch a hole in the drywall and chew into the electrical work. Some have said we get the government we deserve. Probably so. We get the society that is surely in our hearts and currently its a predator. We have become so twisted we think our demons are our friends. Talking heads on the television have convinced us of our righteousness and we suck it up as we turn into most detestable creatures. I'm sure it is somehow a Darwinism drawback.
In my current employment I'm in a position where "The stupid people love it, the smart ones hate it." I don't really see my self as very smart at all since I have given all the best parts of me to a place where it doesn't count for anything. My body is broken and I'm sure my mind is not too far behind. I have squandered my chances to do something worthwhile. I don't know by what measure success is but I'm certain that I could have tasted it before I was gone. Now its a distant voice that's unrecognizable.
I'm in dangerous territory of rambling incoherently and not making my point stick but here it goes.
So what are we supposed to do about our mistakes? Stop making them is a logical answer, right? Fairly hard I suppose since hindsight is 20/20. Looking for help in all the wrong places seems futile. Maybe if we just go back to the start we can......oh wait my time machine isn't here yet. Maybe if we take a mindful approach and then make changes now we can make it better for future generations. Individuals and society are fairly entwined in their clicks which happen to hate each other we can't have a consensus on anything. Maybe if a dedicated few can make it start the masses will pick up the rest. Or not.
I guess we're just burning time and youth anyhow.
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