It was planted only yesterday…..

Ffolkes,

“Experience is not what happens to you. It is what you do with what happens to you.”

~~ Aldous Huxley ~~

 Reader’s Digest, 1956

Day 3 and 4 041

    Essentially, I am still an unskilled photographer; I’m never completely happy with most shots I take, and have developed the, no doubt, common habit of taking a LOT of pictures, of each subject, to make sure I can print, or use at least one of them… While in Europe last year, I had not yet come to that point of knowledge about the process, so, I had to just take what came as I went along. After all this time, after looking at the couple of hundred photos I did take, (most of which I’ll never show, as they are not very good at all…. But, I was there, & I took them, so they mean something to me….), the above effort may be the one that will end up as my favorite, simple as it is…

It’s a picture of a defensive castle, somewhere off the coast of, I think, Ireland… This would mean it was either defending the approaching waterway to Cork, Dublin, or Belfast, which were the three Irish ports we saw on the cruise…. After a time, to me, the approaches to all ports seem the same, in some ways, so they tend to blur a bit in the memory, unless there is some reason for it to stand out…. I don’t THINK that makes me a jaded traveler, does it? I hope not, because the ports themselves are very different….

I never learned the name of this fort, but, that didn’t prevent me from imagining the battles fought in defense of the coast, and city it protected, and the picture is good enough to have captured some of what I saw….. Well, I like it, anyway…. It isn’t as easy as it might seem to take a good picture on the deck of a ship; it’s always moving, if only a little, which has an effect on the hands holding the camera…. A certain amount of luck is needed to get a clear shot some days, so, I was happy with this one…

I know for a fact my routine is shot to shit; hell, this isn’t even being written today…. Wait a minute…. How can I not be writing today, whatever day it is? Hmm… There’s one I’ll need to think about; this may be a conundrum even the powers of a Time Lord can’t cope with…. I hope not, the Doctor is busy with the new TV show, so, I’ve got to figure out how to operate the Tardis on my own…. Okay, maybe coming clean will turn the trick….

I’m writing this yesterday, but, posting it today, so I can start working on tomorrow, today, get it? No? Well, neither do I… and I’m the one trying to do it. This may just be the one that does it ffolkes; it may be the one that puts us all right over the edge, into realms of reality where nothing we already know will be of any use to us…. What the hell have I done…. All my caution, all my planning, for naught…. Sorry, ffolkes, I thought we had this under control, but, I’m afraid that there’s no denying it now…. We’re sunk….

The frammistan won’t hold any longer; we’ve pushed it too hard, too long. By the time we could even get a replacement, we will have already consumed enough of the space-time continuum to produce a chain reaction in the remaining dark matter, which will lead, inevitably, to the next Big Bang…. in about twenty minutes…. I’m sorry, but, I couldn’t help it…. it SEEMED like the right thing to do at the time…. (Boy, that would be a good epitaph for Mankind wouldn’t it? “It sounded like a good idea at the time….”)

Oh, wait…. hold on…. what’s that? Oh, look it’s our missing piece! Well, how convenient is THAT? Okay, scratch the doomsday routine; it’s all okay now…. Instead, we’re going to just put this piece right back HERE…. and, we’re good to go to the next section of today/tomorrow’s Pearl…. How ’bout that, eh? It’s almost like magic…..

Shall we Pearl?…..

“He declared that he knew nothing, except the fact of his ignorance.” — Diogenes Laertius (c. 200 AD) — Socrates, xvi

Well, of course he did…..

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This is a long rant, ffolkes…. When I start on this particular subject, I have a hard time stopping…. this time, to the tune of over 2500 words…. I figured I should give fair warning; this is not an easy rant of read, nor will it give any quarter to those it targets as the evil protagonists…. If you don’t feel up to it, then you can skip it…. However, this is an extremely important subject, to me, so, I’m asking you to take the time to read it, think about it, and maybe pass it on…. This needs to change, for sure, and for certain…. I’ve even given it a title, in case I decide to publish it alone, elsewhere….

A True Plague upon Our Houses….


In which we take issue with those who would call themselves Men, having none of the qualities of a Man…..

“Resolved, that the women of this nation in 1876, have greater cause for discontent, rebellion and revolution than the men of 1776.” — Susan B. Anthony

As we know now, 1976 has come, and gone, along with 1776, and 1876; yet, the oppression and ongoing abuse of women continues, unabated and unchecked, in spite of any progress shown by society, which would be thanks to Ms. Anthony, and others, for having instigated, and overcome a number of the legal challenges involved in securing full rights for women, efforts resulting in SOME legislation that SEEMED to make some needed changes, not the least of which was voting rights…

In too many ways, unfortunately, things are worse, due to the ubiquitous attitudes, of misogyny and unreasoning fear of sexuality, which is so ingrained in both the male, and female members of society, there are few who even acknowledge the issue, unless pressed…. at which time, they generally become either defensive, feign indignation, or go into active denial…. This fear, based on ignorance, of course, is complicated by religious attitudes heaped upon men and women from birth, which only encourage such ignorance, in favor of dogma….. Now, 40 years into the next hundred years since the beginning of the women’s movement in America, the same can be said to be absolutely true….. Nothing below the surface has changed at all….

“You, you, you shouldn’t, you shouldn’t traumatize women with sexual intercourse.  I should know, I’m a medieval doctor, I own a mansion and a yacht.” — excerpted from the AMA manual of advice for teens and newlyweds, 1910, 1926, 1933, 1947, 1955, and, every year since then, without changing a word….

Okay, so, it’s not really there…. but, it certainly would be, if they could get away with it…. and, is definitely there, in place, in the ingrained prejudices of virtually every male doctor alive…. This idiocy is an example of the attitudes of which I’m speaking; the hidden, slyly perverted belief that women are no more than the sum of the misguided and totally false characterizations placed on them by men, who insist on perpetuating the false image of women, in general and as individuals, as weak, feeble-minded, emotional, sex-crazed, or frigid, selfish creatures concerned only with using their beauty and sex to control men….

These claims are, of course, completely untrue in reality, but, the unreasoning, innate fear of their own sexuality, and the fear of being controlled by women, that permeates male attitudes, causes them all, or mostly all, to believe all of it, true or not…  Thus, as the quote below from former President Jimmy C. notes, this belief in a full set of delusions, falsely accusing women of evil intent, is used to justify all of the pervasive objectification, abuse, and oppression of women throughout history, continuing today, no matter how much anyone says to the contrary….

Jimmy Carter sez:

jimmy sez

    He would know, wouldn’t he?…..

Below this paragraph, I am placing a link, to the web site/blog of a woman who rescued herself from sexual slavery; there is no other term that fits. She was forced, at a young age, to become a prostitute, and spent most of her childhood and teen years trapped in the sex trade…. Her experiences should never happen to anyone; when I read her writing, it takes ALL of my control to keep from jumping up, buying weapons, and going hunting, for human males…. I get so angry it wouldn’t even matter to me WHICH males I started wasting; all bear equal guilt, from at least one point of view…. Otherwise, why would the rest of us, we males who do NOT wish to oppress our species’ mates, ALLOW this to take place? How can we know of this, and not act?

http://rmott62.wordpress.com/2012/04/27/are-we-not-human

Lack of honor is the only answer that occurs to me; there are not enough men, it seems, with sufficient honor to stem the tide of idiocy, gross perversion, and lack of moral fiber that infuses the greatest portion of humanity’s male members…. I would guesstimate that 98% of all males never even THINK about the issue of how women have been oppressed throughout history; most are perfectly happy to enjoy the lack of responsibility that such moral and ethical blindness allows; we are, as a species, after all, lazy by nature…. (Nothing wrong with lazy, as long as it’s not a way of life, but a tool, to make one look for smarter ways to do things….) But, to allow that laziness to act as an excuse for not acting in this respect, can only indicate a complete lack of what I call HONOR…..

This may sound like a harsh accusation; to that charge I say: Yes, it is and so fucking what? It’s a harsh world, and what men have been doing to women for millennia….. not years, not centuries, MILFUCKINGLENNIA, PEOPLE! No exaggeration or hyperbole is necessary or, in my case, desired….

Listen up, all of you men out there, because I am talking to YOU!…. It IS harsh, and I make the accusation without apology, because, I must in all honesty include myself in the group of those who have not done all they could to see the issue addressed; if it is never addressed, it can never be resolved…. I’ve done more than many, perhaps, and I do acknowledge the seriousness and urgency of the issue…. but, I, too, am guilty of NOT doing enough…. S’okay, it just makes me madder, & more determined to keep writing about this….

You see, the whole issue illustrates one small, but, critical facet of human nature that is part and parcel with those other character flaws in us which are leading us merrily down the road to hell, blithely wishing we had a bigger handbasket….. This tendency on the part of human males, to abandon honor and ethical behavior, in favor of allowing their fears and misapprehensions rule them, for our ENTIRE history, has held us back, from becoming all we have the potential to be, as rational creatures with an understanding and appreciation for what is good and beautiful in life.

Instead, we have witnessed, over those thousands and thousands of years, virtually unending wars, conflicts, slavery, abuse of women and children, or anyone considered weak and unable to defend their rights. We have seen people learn to use lying, cheating, aggressiveness, and self-interest as their primary tools for obtaining the resources needed to live, and to hoard what they have taken, by right or threat of force; this process is, in today’s world, considered to be a blueprint for successful living, with the ultimate goal in life being the fulfillment of one’s own personal goals and desires, at the cost of whatever it may take to wrest it from other people, and the world at large….

“Get it while you can!” Do unto others before they do unto you.” Bigger is better!” “One nation under God!” (It would be more honest if they just said what they REALLY believe which is, “As a Christian, I have more rights than anyone who isn’t….”)

Okay, so the last line, in parentheses, is one most people will only say under their breath; you can be sure, though, that every “Christian” alive believes they are the elite of the species, the only ones with the true answers…. This, you see, naturally gives them all a completely unwarranted and false sense of entitlement, one that really annoys the rest of us, who haven’t fallen under the spell of that particular delusion, and couldn’t care less who they think they are…. I GUARANTEE, even if there WERE a God, such as the figment they seem to believe in, I’m pretty sure, as an omnipotent entity, She wouldn’t want to have anything to do with such idiotic wastes of sperm….

Ooh! That was harsh, too, wasn’t it? Oh well… Again, I have to say, so fucking what? If people insist on showing their lack of intelligence in public, they are fair game for anyone who cares to come along and poke holes in their lack of logic, and/or foolishly naive belief in delusions that someone taught them before they could defend their own minds…. It isn’t my problem if they are offended; that is their own reaction, for which THEY bear ALL the responsibility….

I welcome dialogue, and will listen to any argument, as long as it is evidence based…. However, don’t even think about coming at me with something that has nothing more to verify its veracity than “ispe dixit”…. You will regret it to your dying day….. And, so will I, for I am not really mean, or cruel by nature; I just can’t abide people acting as if being stupid is better than ANYTHING else; it isn’t, and wishing won’t make it so…. But, it’s better to put such folks out of their misery, before their ignorance can spread to others….

Men and women are in this together, ffolkes; neither sex can possibly survive without the other, and why would anyone wish to? But, the way things are going now, if we don’t figure out, soon, how to take care of each other, instead of being at odds all the damn time (as all the people who spread jokes about the “war between men and women” keep yelling about, thus keeping the divisiveness alive, and actively harmful….), we will surely reach the point, in the not so very distant future, when our insistence on making the worst of our differences will result in the only possible ultimate end, to wit: our own extinction as a failed species.

The abuse of women, and anyone else; war; sales of drugs and/or arms; and the relative insanity of the divisive elitism as acted out by all organized religions…..  All of these blights and plagues upon the spirit and growth of Man, carried out for thousands of years by those in our species who refuse to embrace any sort of beliefs that do not serve their own ends alone, all spring from one source in human nature; the expression of that negativity in our spirit has held sway since the beginnings of recorded history……

It is that part of our inner selves which compels us to use our innate talents for violence, treachery, and selfishness, using them to take advantage of others for our own benefit, using fear, and the threat of reward or punishment to control others, the use of which has led us to the impending threat of doom we face in coming days…. In order to survive, human nature MUST change…. Hmm…. not terribly good odds, I should guess….

I wish I had the ultimate answer; I wish I knew just the right words, and could say “THIS, THIS, and THIS…. just do that, and we’ll all be okay….” I don’t have them, though, any more than anyone else has had so far…. The worst part is, I know what needs to be done; but, due to the fact that I can only make changes to myself, I can’t just DO it, or even just SAY it…. It has to come from all of us, or it won’t work at all….

SIGH…. Damn if I know what to do…. I guess I’ll just go out, shoot a couple of pimps, and call it a day….. Oh, and if those pimps happen to be wearing a uniform of some sort, you may count on them being fully guilty as charged, with sentence carried out according to the dictates of justice…. in spite of any loud noises they might make to the contrary. Any noise they make in these situations is merely an automatic defense against the insistence on them taking responsibility for their actions….

Any lawyers who may try to involve themselves may try to make us feel differently, but, we can discuss that later, right? (We can decide what to do about them when we figure out where to dispose of the bodies….)  For the moment, my day will be over, and justice done; it’s all I need to get to sleep….. especially knowing the women freed by my good aim will have the choice and opportunity to start the process of changing out of their slave clothes, into something a bit more free, and of their own choice….

Well, we all have our fantasies, right? Now, the trick is to remove all the above from the realm of speculation and imagination, and make it so, in Reality…. I guess we’ll see how it goes, eh?…. Later, ffolkes, & remember…. Free our sisters, and we free ourselves….

This took a long time to write, because it’s important to me…. Hence, I took a long time to pick a closing pearl, one that had the right feel to it, to express the depth of emotion involved, while still giving a nod to importance of addressing the issue’s less palatable aspects, such as the way women having to live in today’s world, or any world we have seen, are consistently, often brutally, abused, made to feel secondary, and at the very least, completely misunderstood, by their own alleged mates.

I am speaking of men who, in the final analysis, are failing their own species, not to mention failing to understand the concept, or to comprehend the importance, of such old-fashioned words as honor, compassion, and duty…. any one of which requires much more strength than any sort of aggressiveness, or shows of physical prowess…. Such behaviors are those of a child, based on fear, a child who never grew out of being selfish and/or afraid of girls, (i.e., afraid of their own sexuality, and of women’s….), refusing to grow up and truly BE a man…..

We need each other, men and women; nature’s other creatures have shown us how it is supposed to work, using the blueprint of nature’s design…. Each gender of a species is made to contribute certain characteristics to the solving of the puzzle of living, in concert with their opposite half, with the caveat being the simple FACT, that neither can survive, one without the other. Both are needed for the species to prosper, and grow…… It’s a shame there are so many men in the world who are so afraid of themselves, and of women, they can’t learn to act as men….

Between the acting of a dreadful thing
And the first motion, all the interim is
Like a phantasma, or a hideous dream:
The Genius and the mortal instruments
Are then in council; and the state of man,
Like to a little kingdom, suffers then
The nature of an insurrection.

 — William Shakespeare ~~

 Julius Caesar — Act ii, Sc. 1

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Some poetry requires nothing from me, and, in fact, is the better for it…. This is one of those poems…

Flower of Love

Sweet, I blame you not, for mine the fault was, had I not been made of common clay
I had climbed the higher heights unclimbed yet, seen the fuller air, the larger day.

From the wildness of my wasted passion I had struck a better, clearer song,
Lit some lighter light of freer freedom, battled with some Hydra-headed wrong.

Had my lips been smitten into music by the kisses that but made them bleed,
You had walked with Bice and the angels on that verdant and enameled meed.

I had trod the road which Dante treading saw the suns of seven circles shine,
Ay! perchance had seen the heavens opening, as they opened to the Florentine.

And the mighty nations would have crowned me, who am crownless now and without name,
And some orient dawn had found me kneeling on the threshold of the House of Fame.

I had sat within that marble circle where the oldest bard is as the young,
And the pipe is ever dropping honey, and the lyre’s strings are ever strung.

Keats had lifted up his hymeneal curls from out the poppy-seeded wine,
With ambrosial mouth had kissed my forehead, clasped the hand of noble love in mine.

And at springtide, when the apple-blossoms brush the burnished bosom of the dove,
Two young lovers lying in an orchard would have read the story of our love;

Would have read the legend of my passion, known the bitter secret of my heart,
Kissed as we have kissed, but never parted as we two are fated now to part.

For the crimson flower of our life is eaten by the cankerworm of truth,
And no hand can gather up the fallen withered petals of the rose of youth.

Yet I am not sorry that I loved you -ah! what else had I a boy to do? –
For the hungry teeth of time devour, and the silent-footed years pursue.

Rudderless, we drift athwart a tempest, and when once the storm of youth is past,
Without lyre, without lute or chorus, Death the silent pilot comes at last.

And within the grave there is no pleasure, for the blindworm battens on the root,
And Desire shudders into ashes, and the tree of Passion bears no fruit.

Ah! what else had I to do but love you? God’s own mother was less dear to me,
And less dear the Cytheraean rising like an argent lily from the sea.

I have made my choice, have lived my poems, and, though youth is gone in wasted days,
I have found the lover’s crown of myrtle better than the poet’s crown of bays.

~~ Oscar Wilde ~~


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Old school is still the best school, particularly when speaking of Pearls of Virtual Wisdom…. Why, look! Here’s an old-school pearl right here! Fancy that! One might almost think it was deliberate, unless one knew me…. Then, of course, they’d KNOW it was deliberate…. Enjoy, ffolkes, it’s a random, harlequin style, the very best kind, in my world….

“Things equal to nothing else are equal to each other.” — First Postulate of Isomurphism

“You know, Callahan’s is a peaceable bar, but if you ask that dog what his favorite formatter is, and he says “roff! roff!”, well, I’ll just have to…”” — Jake, a number of times since moving South….

(Bonus prize: Anyone who actually knows the references made in the previous quote [To wit: You should know where Callahan’s bar is situated, and why, and, which dog?] may now take the opportunity to relay that knowledge in the comments section, whereupon they will receive the ultimate in prizes…. Full acknowledgment of their superior intellect right here on this blog, assuring them of immortality as a celebrity of the highest acclaim…. All fourteen of my regulars will also give their kudos, as an added treat…. Cool, eh?…)

“People who have what they want are very fond of telling people who haven’t what they want that they really don’t want it.” — Odgen Nash (1902-1971)

“If you are wearing one brown and one black shoe, you have a pair like it somewhere in the closet.” — The Rule of Elderly Survival

“Ignorance plays the chief part among men, and the multitude of words;” — Diogenes Laertius (c. 200 AD) — Cleobulus, iv

“Bed Spreaders spread spreads on beds. Bread Spreaders spread butter on breads. And that Bed Spreader better watch out how he’s spreading or that Bread Spreader’s sure going to butter his bedding.” — Dr Suess

“He is the MELBA-BEING…  the ANGEL CAKE…   XEROX him…  XEROX him –” — Zippy the Pinhead

I really, really LOVE nonsense; especially when it makes so MUCH DAMN SENSE!….. I really don’t much care if anyone else enjoyed that one…. I sure did…. I’ll tell ya, though, if you don’t get it, don’t fret…. It’s only teenage wasteland…..

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Well…. it’s done, and about damn time, too. I believe this may just be the longest Pearl I’ve ever created; without checking, I can’t be certain, but, I don’t recall anything even close to the size this one grew into…. So be it…. It’s early morning, and I’ll now go post this, then come home, and hunker down until the urge to write strikes again…. I haven’t decided yet whether to post from home tomorrow, after my new service gets set up, or to go post before the technician gets here…. I suppose we’ll find out tomorrow…. If I post late, after 10 AM or so, it’s from home; if it is there earlier, you’ll know I went out to post it…. Either way, see y’all then…..

Y’all take care out there,
and May the Metaphorse be with you;
Blessed Be, dearest  Carole, Mark, and Theresa…
and everyone else, too…

When I works, I works hard.
When I sits, I sits loose.
When I thinks, I falls asleep.

Which is Why….

Sometimes I sits and thinks,
   and sometimes,
I just sits.

gigoid, the dubious

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6 thoughts on “It was planted only yesterday…..

  1. I can attest that being a woman is so challenging in this world. I’ve had so many experiences, too many to write about, that constitutes as debauchery at best. Raped, traumatized, ostrasized, abused, controlled, mocked, forced to do what I do not want to do …. and it goes on. I was shockingly told I was a whore because I walked into a church with one button too many unbottoned on my blouse. I looked at the person who accused me of this, and said, “God sees me everywhere I go. He doesn’t mind how I dress, so why should you?” That didn’t go over very well. Anyways …. I’ve turned to a philosophy of seeing the glass half full, putting behind me the pains of the past, (not dis-associating from them, but not allowing them to control me) and focus my energy on those things I LOVE and make my life into what I want it to be. It breaks my heart when I hear and see what woman go through. If I told you the all of it regarding my life, you would weep. I choose not to weep but to laugh! For by doing so, those that hurt me have lost their power over me and I take MY power back. Whew! Your post really got to me. And then some! Live LOVE for two wrongs do not make a right. I do NOT turn the other way when I see someone being hurt… I do say something. More of us need to. OK! I’m done. LOVE, Amy

    • Amy…. Thank you…. for letting go, & sharing all of that with me/us…. You have my empathy, (not my pity…. but, understanding…), and my admiration, for the positivity with which you have come to terms with the world, and what it has given you…. I’m glad you stood up, for yourself, and continue to do so…

      If you ever need or want anyone to disappear for their crimes, just let me know, & I’d be glad to take care of it…. But, I know you won’t ask that of me, as you’ve reached beyond the anger to find the humor… so, I will join you in laughing at them…. (right before I shoot them….) Just kidding, but, I do wish I could take some vengeance from the men who abuse, to give them a taste of their own…. but, then, I’m a man, so, I naturally turn to that to punish those who offend me…. which they do….

      Any who, thanks, and I hope getting it out helps even more; you seem to have reached a point of stability inside yourself, so, I wish you well in staying there….

      🙂

      Take care, & Blessed Be, my sister….

      Ned, aka gigoid, the dubious

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      • Ned, when I was going through the healing phase of the past, I would have given just about anything to see vengeance was carried out. Now that I am on the other side, my conviction that allows Peace to reign in my Heart, is that, what goes around comes around. Divine Justice will be served, one way or another, and this, my friend, gives me the room to keep moving on with my Life, with a smile, and with grace. Another school of thought that has helped me tremendously is, that which was done to this physical body did not touch me, my Heart, my Spirit, my Soul. I find comfort in this as well, for in reality, I am not this clay vessel, oh not by a long shot. I am so much more then this. And to me, what truly counts is that now I reach out with Love, I walk my Life in Peace, and I have true Forgiveness and Compassion in my Heart for those who hurt me. In order to be capable of hurting another, that person has great pain within. I have walked “many miles” with this. What you see at Petals is my Truth, my True Self, something that no one can ever take from me. I AM LOVE. Your offer to seek revenge, touched me deeply. But that is not the answer. LOVE is, Ned. Proof is in the pudding, and I am that pudding. It IS possible to heal, it IS possible to determine to live in Peace even when you have been torn to shreds inside and out. The more I live that Peace, the deeper and more permanent it is. Yes, I still have my days that memories stir, and when they do, I know there is something that still needs attention, still needs healing. And so I set awhile, to see what, wrap my arms around that piece of hurt with Love, and release it to the heavens. I have freed myself from the shackles of hell. (((HUGS))) Amy

        • Amy,
          Because I am who I am, and what I have come to believe in my own mind, and, as a man, raised by a man and woman, both of whom lived in concert, completely in tune, for 42 years, until my father died, there are reasons I cannot fully adopt the same philosophy..

          To fulfill the duty I adopt for myself as a man, as taught to me, there are situations in life in which I cannot show the tolerance that you may be able to feel, and show to those who would harm the weak and/or innocent…. I am constitutionally unable to NOT act, to protect those who cannot protect themselves…. If that necessitates the use of violence on another man, or anyone who would, or could, choose to hurt a child, or someone unable to defend themselves, such as the elderly, or a dog, cat, horse, or other creature smaller and weaker….Being who I am, I can only act, if I wish to respect myself at all…

          That said, however, I can also say I fully agree with your answer to the question of whether Love is a better answer than any other. The depth of your compassion and love humbles me, and I can but completely admire the strength of spirit you have, to have grown to the point you occupy in your own mind and persona…. I would bet you actually glow, with a spirit so luminous… (and that is NOT being facetious… a bit over the top, maybe, but, sincere…)

          I’d better go now, before I embarrass myself, or you, with my at times overly romantic nature… But, the fact remains, I admire your compassion, and the ability to be tolerant of those who have harmed you…. My offer, though real, and sincere, is one I have never had an opportunity to take, for anyone, though I can think of any number of potentially appropriate candidates, just from my own experience… I talk tough, but, mostly to sublimate the urge, as a form of control before any such urge actually becomes strong enough for me to act on… In short, I talk tough, but, I’ve never actually had to harm anyone…. yet….

          But, if someone tried to harm you, or my son, or daughter, and I am able to be in a position to protect anyone I care for, then I will do so, and feel no guilt at all… I WISH I could be as tolerant as you are able to be,but, I just can’t, for reasons of honor I refuse to alter or reject….

          You give me hope, though, with your beauty of spirit, that perhaps Mankind has a chance… slim to none, but, because of ffolkes like you, better than it might have been….

          Take care, & Blessed Be, my sister….

          Ned, aka gigoid, the dubious

          😎

          • Ned, dearest one, your Heart is golden. You have not embarrassed yourself with me, not at all. Before you put me on the Sainthood pedestal, let me reassure you. IF anyone harmed or attacked any of MY Loved ones I too would act in that moment to defend them. I have been known to be Mama Bear, who defends not only her own, but I have come to the rescue of neglected and abused animals in my neighborhood. Now have I physically attacked or hurt those who were responsible for this atrocity? No. Would I have liked to? Yes. I wrestle with myself, for only being a woman, I do not have the strength of a man. But I do have thoughts of hurting someone ie, punching, Martial Arts kick to the gut, um, yes, those thougths have crossed my mind. I take very seriously my role as caretaker of those who were born in horrible circumstances. In fact, to this day, if I ever find out who hurt one of my cats who comes to mind, I don’t think a man could even hold me back. And yes, I do have Martial Arts training … that from a Peace Loving woman. I live in a world where violence is the norm, and I wanted to learn how to defend myself with my own body. No guns. No knife. And yes, I do know how. IF I see someone being abused someone does have to hold me back. My husband has. He doesn’t want us to get sued for he knows what I would do to someone hurting a child or woman. Yes I have witnessed both and both times my husband held me back. This world is SO crazy that even to come to the rescue of someone being hurt you are taking a chance of getting arrested, sued, or worse, killed. That all being said … so now you do see there is a side to me that would not think but would act. I know myself only too well. I know what it feels like to be hurt and I tend to see RED when I see it happeningn to another. Yes, I have spoken up, and said my piece, in a tone that did stop the violence. At least that time. Yes, there is more to me then “sainthood”. Do I practice and live LOVE? Yes. Yet, would I want to hurt someone who hurt one I Love? Yes. We are not too different after all. Our Hearts are in the right place. You stay well, and I hope your pain is not too bad today. And as for mankind, my hope is very very slim the “light” will be seen. As long as there are people in this world who are like you, this gives my hope a chance to live. (((HUGS))) Amy

          • Wow… nice ranting… 🙂

            Just kidding… I’m about done for the day, having overdone it a bit today already, but, I just wanted to add… You;re right, we’re more alike than different, and being a martial artist myself for much of my life, I have had to have good control to keep from reacting TOO fast, and actually hurting someone badly, whenever I have had to act…. been lucky so far, & haven’t hurt anyone seriously, and none who didn’t deserve it… Gotta go now, & pay part of the price for having been so damn active when I was a lad… my body’s wearing out fast….

            Forgot to add…. Not sainthood, just an appreciation of spiritual beauty, which comes naturally when it grows the right way, in tune with the universe….

            That’s all, ffolkes…

            Take care, and hugs back to you….

            Ned

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