<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19012086</id><updated>2011-07-28T07:25:53.126-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Portrait Of A Seeker Of Essence</title><subtitle type='html'>Blog for the novel, "Portrait Of A Seeker Of Essence," which is about a few years in the life of a musician and his personal and spiritual changes. The novel can be read at www.portraitofaseekerofessence.name. Please feel free to post comments on a chapter by chapter basis, before you've finished reading the entire novel.  Please use reasonable language.  Thanks - Russell Kolish, Author - Click on the lowest thread title on the left and ten additional titles will come up.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://portraitofaseekerofessence.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19012086/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://portraitofaseekerofessence.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Russ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>43</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19012086.post-115329428266882759</id><published>2006-07-19T03:29:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-08-04T04:31:29.456-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Subscribe to this blog at Yutter.com</title><content type='html'>If you want to receive an e-mail each time a new comment is posted on this blog please subscribe to it at http://www.yutter.com.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19012086-115329428266882759?l=portraitofaseekerofessence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://portraitofaseekerofessence.blogspot.com/feeds/115329428266882759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19012086&amp;postID=115329428266882759&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19012086/posts/default/115329428266882759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19012086/posts/default/115329428266882759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://portraitofaseekerofessence.blogspot.com/2006/07/subscribe-to-this-blog-at-yuttercom.html' title='Subscribe to this blog at Yutter.com'/><author><name>Russ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19012086.post-113472629481519865</id><published>2005-12-16T04:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-06-23T20:07:23.600-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Book jacket - "The Private Transient" - Watercolor by Author</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6317/1873/1600/ptcb300s.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6317/1873/400/ptcb300s.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19012086-113472629481519865?l=portraitofaseekerofessence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://portraitofaseekerofessence.blogspot.com/feeds/113472629481519865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19012086&amp;postID=113472629481519865&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19012086/posts/default/113472629481519865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19012086/posts/default/113472629481519865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://portraitofaseekerofessence.blogspot.com/2005/12/book-jacket-private-transient.html' title='Book jacket - &quot;The Private Transient&quot; - Watercolor by Author'/><author><name>Russ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19012086.post-113445827590525487</id><published>2005-12-13T02:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-03-07T03:14:22.233-05:00</updated><title type='text'>T0 - General Comments</title><content type='html'>I invite you to add your comments about the ideas in this novel to any of the postings, T1 through T40, which have keyword titles that refer to ideas touched on in the novel and which I've seeded with a few thoughts to kick start your reflections.  Note: these specific 'seeded thoughts' need not be the focus for your comment(s) about the keyword titles of each section.  Write anything you want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this 'GENERAL COMMENTS' section (USE THIS SECTION MOST FREQUENTLY) please post your comments pertaining to ideas other than the keywords seen as the titles of the other Threads. If your general comments reflect on anything in the book I'll consider making them into a new Thread. Thank you - Russ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can post your comment(s) as 'Anonymous.' Please identify yourself within the text of your comment at the beginning of your comment, ie.: Joe ... or ... Mary from Malibu, followed by the text of your comment. You could also use ficticious identification like 'Yoda from Star Wars.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No comments on this blog are authoritative fact. They're opinions and thoughts. Yours are worthwhile, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're famous would you please use your full name? I could use the publicity. Thanks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19012086-113445827590525487?l=portraitofaseekerofessence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://portraitofaseekerofessence.blogspot.com/feeds/113445827590525487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19012086&amp;postID=113445827590525487&amp;isPopup=true' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19012086/posts/default/113445827590525487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19012086/posts/default/113445827590525487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://portraitofaseekerofessence.blogspot.com/2005/12/t0-general-comments_13.html' title='T0 - General Comments'/><author><name>Russ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19012086.post-113445786421291798</id><published>2005-12-13T02:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-08-10T04:37:21.383-04:00</updated><title type='text'>T1 - Childhood - Chapter 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It seems like Gableplunk had an isolated childhood.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The story implies that he felt estranged from his family.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;s no wonder that he grew up to be alienated.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The struggles that he experienced were about this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;His indecision as to whether or not to join the band were about this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Some of his symbols in his dreams were about this.  His desires to overcome opposition were about this.   Weren't they?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19012086-113445786421291798?l=portraitofaseekerofessence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://portraitofaseekerofessence.blogspot.com/feeds/113445786421291798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19012086&amp;postID=113445786421291798&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19012086/posts/default/113445786421291798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19012086/posts/default/113445786421291798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://portraitofaseekerofessence.blogspot.com/2005/12/t1-childhood-chapter-1.html' title='T1 - Childhood - Chapter 1'/><author><name>Russ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19012086.post-113445776539036436</id><published>2005-12-13T02:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-08-07T00:59:48.266-04:00</updated><title type='text'>T2 - Sensitivity - C 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Intense descriptions of sensitivity and compassion in chapter one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sensitive: subject to excitation by or responsive to stimuli; having power of feeling; of such a nature as to be easily affected. Certainly Gableplunk is such a person. I read a book once although, unfortunately, I forget its name other wise I’d mention it, that made a case for twenty percent of people being sensitive, twenty percent being semi-sensitive and sixty percent of people being insensitive. I found this hard to believe however afterwards I began to observe people more closely and after a couple of years came to agree - approximately. Strikes me as sad. Just one more reason that&lt;br /&gt;the world has always been in bad shape.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m tired of all the people who have no respect, who are&lt;br /&gt;insensitive or desensitized and sometimes just plain&lt;br /&gt;stupid.  I know people get ground up by life and&lt;br /&gt;occasionally blow up or treat other people badly.  This&lt;br /&gt;isn’t the type of behavior I’m talking about.  What I’m&lt;br /&gt;talking about are the hard core people, the ones who&lt;br /&gt;are quite capable of stomping all over other people the&lt;br /&gt;majority of the time.  The people who are capable of&lt;br /&gt;behaviors and making decisions that cause other&lt;br /&gt;people to suffer and their own children and&lt;br /&gt;grandchildren to degenerate health wise because they&lt;br /&gt;have poisoned the environment physically, spiritually&lt;br /&gt;and psychologically.  I used to feel sorry for those&lt;br /&gt;people but now I just ignore them.  Have I become&lt;br /&gt;desensitized, too?  Have you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess we can’t live with constantly bleeding hearts&lt;br /&gt;because it’s too debilitating. Some solutions might be&lt;br /&gt;part-time, time share sensitivity or giving to charity&lt;br /&gt;(charity begins at home) but it’s tricky business. &lt;br /&gt;Where do you draw the line between sensitivity and&lt;br /&gt;shutting down?  How do YOU handle this?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19012086-113445776539036436?l=portraitofaseekerofessence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://portraitofaseekerofessence.blogspot.com/feeds/113445776539036436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19012086&amp;postID=113445776539036436&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19012086/posts/default/113445776539036436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19012086/posts/default/113445776539036436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://portraitofaseekerofessence.blogspot.com/2005/12/t2-sensitivity-c-1.html' title='T2 - Sensitivity - C 1'/><author><name>Russ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19012086.post-113445763790266177</id><published>2005-12-13T02:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-09T06:06:37.680-05:00</updated><title type='text'>T3 - Oppositions - C 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Opposition: to place against something as to provide&lt;br /&gt;resistance or contrast; to strive against; a hostility:&lt;br /&gt;a contrariness; a setting against something on the&lt;br /&gt;other side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a recipe for CONFLICT, ranging between low&lt;br /&gt;levels like the inner personality characteristic of&lt;br /&gt;contrariness all the way to the extremely high level&lt;br /&gt;outer phenomenon of personal, national and&lt;br /&gt;international warfare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all suffer from inner conflicts and this can make&lt;br /&gt;us dissatisfied and unresolved. We’re constantly on&lt;br /&gt;edge and sometimes we run up against&lt;br /&gt;circumstances or other people that take us over the&lt;br /&gt;edge.  If we don’t have the skills and resources&lt;br /&gt;(moral: get skills, get resources) to handle the&lt;br /&gt;situations or people we make mistakes or flare into&lt;br /&gt;conflict.  This can result in kicking ourselves for the&lt;br /&gt;mistake afterwards, arguments or if we have&lt;br /&gt;political power on the scale of Presidents and&lt;br /&gt;Advisors, warfare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are myriad reasons why we’re so conflicted. &lt;br /&gt;Can you analyze one of yours (the reasons and the&lt;br /&gt;conflict) and present it as comment(s)?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19012086-113445763790266177?l=portraitofaseekerofessence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://portraitofaseekerofessence.blogspot.com/feeds/113445763790266177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19012086&amp;postID=113445763790266177&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19012086/posts/default/113445763790266177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19012086/posts/default/113445763790266177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://portraitofaseekerofessence.blogspot.com/2005/12/t3-oppositions-c-1.html' title='T3 - Oppositions - C 1'/><author><name>Russ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19012086.post-113445751580729581</id><published>2005-12-13T01:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-07-20T05:44:51.116-04:00</updated><title type='text'>T4 - Higher Ethics - C 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;To what principles should we adhere?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Where must be their source?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Our principles come from everywhere: our cultures, families, religions, other cultures and their ideas.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Common sense.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I choose mine mostly by common sense and then examine them over time, years and decades.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ll consider anything and accept it or reject it if 1) it takes me in a direction I want to go or 2) improves my outlook either spiritually, emotionally or financially, preferably all three but this is not often the case.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;Some of my friends have more strict rules for themselves.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;They limit themselves to principles which are approved by their religions and reject others.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I never liked this approach.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;For example, one of my friends still believes that if you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;re not a Catholic, you can&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;t get into heaven.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;No matter what.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I like my higher ethics to be inclusive and compassionate. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19012086-113445751580729581?l=portraitofaseekerofessence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://portraitofaseekerofessence.blogspot.com/feeds/113445751580729581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19012086&amp;postID=113445751580729581&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19012086/posts/default/113445751580729581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19012086/posts/default/113445751580729581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://portraitofaseekerofessence.blogspot.com/2005/12/t4-higher-ethics-c-2.html' title='T4 - Higher Ethics - C 2'/><author><name>Russ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19012086.post-113445706533502633</id><published>2005-12-13T01:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-06-13T06:18:01.700-04:00</updated><title type='text'>T5 - Life Sucks - C 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Life sucks.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;All our institutions are corrupt as are our representatives in society whether they be politicians or priests.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I can&lt;/span&gt;'&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;t stand it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Where can I fit in and maintain even the tiniest sense of integrity? I think I'm depressed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19012086-113445706533502633?l=portraitofaseekerofessence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://portraitofaseekerofessence.blogspot.com/feeds/113445706533502633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19012086&amp;postID=113445706533502633&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19012086/posts/default/113445706533502633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19012086/posts/default/113445706533502633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://portraitofaseekerofessence.blogspot.com/2005/12/t5-life-sucks-c-2.html' title='T5 - Life Sucks - C 2'/><author><name>Russ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19012086.post-113445700786557476</id><published>2005-12-13T01:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-04-27T05:18:38.810-04:00</updated><title type='text'>T6 - Change - C 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Over the years &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; made changes in my life with the help of shrinks and some friends whose opinions I trusted.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;My shrinks would ask me questions like, &lt;/span&gt;"&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;How does that make you feel?&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;What did you want to do about that?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;As superficial as these questions seemed, they actually helped me focus on my feelings and motivations and made my feelings more clear to me.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;My friends had more personal biases but they&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; were concerned enough about me (as I was about them) to listen to me and offer suggestions based on their own attitudes and biases which I understood and saw through to get to a kernal of something positive I could use in my own life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:130%;" &gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;These awarenesses of each other made for intense conversations.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:130%;" &gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Over beers of course.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19012086-113445700786557476?l=portraitofaseekerofessence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://portraitofaseekerofessence.blogspot.com/feeds/113445700786557476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19012086&amp;postID=113445700786557476&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19012086/posts/default/113445700786557476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19012086/posts/default/113445700786557476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://portraitofaseekerofessence.blogspot.com/2005/12/t6-change-c-2.html' title='T6 - Change - C 2'/><author><name>Russ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19012086.post-113445677317066880</id><published>2005-12-13T01:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-06-14T02:14:01.256-04:00</updated><title type='text'>T7 - Idyllic Living - C 3</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'd like to live like Gableplunk.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;On a mountainside, a few miles from a town.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It would be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; nice.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Peaceful.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Quiet.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Gableplunk's life appeals to me - going into town a couple of times a week to buy food or other things I need around the house or my workshop. Having a barn where I could keep a horse and some homeless cats. Once I lived in a commune out west for a year or so. &lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I liked it but it got a little too politicized for my tastes. I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; enjoyed writing about Gableplunk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;s  feelings about the countryside.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;They mirror my fantasies.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I even &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; share his enthusiasm for the city.  I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;m in favor of serene and idealistic lifestyles though who knows what the future will bring.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19012086-113445677317066880?l=portraitofaseekerofessence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://portraitofaseekerofessence.blogspot.com/feeds/113445677317066880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19012086&amp;postID=113445677317066880&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19012086/posts/default/113445677317066880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19012086/posts/default/113445677317066880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://portraitofaseekerofessence.blogspot.com/2005/12/t7-idyllic-living-c-3.html' title='T7 - Idyllic Living - C 3'/><author><name>Russ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19012086.post-113445608313844669</id><published>2005-12-13T01:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-07-15T01:31:59.123-04:00</updated><title type='text'>T8 - Loneliness And Approval - C 3</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;When I was &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;younger I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; was lonely a lot. I can really identify with Gableplunk.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He moves through his world not being able to really touch many of the people around him, at least early on in the book.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He wonders about why he needs approval from other people.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We all need approval from others whether it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;s about little things like our feelings or bigger things like our behaviors.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;If you need this approval too much, well, that can cause problems because then you have to ask yourself, '&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Who am I living for?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19012086-113445608313844669?l=portraitofaseekerofessence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://portraitofaseekerofessence.blogspot.com/feeds/113445608313844669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19012086&amp;postID=113445608313844669&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19012086/posts/default/113445608313844669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19012086/posts/default/113445608313844669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://portraitofaseekerofessence.blogspot.com/2005/12/t8-loneliness-and-approval-c-3.html' title='T8 - Loneliness And Approval - C 3'/><author><name>Russ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19012086.post-113445593100596687</id><published>2005-12-13T01:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-06-16T03:39:53.996-04:00</updated><title type='text'>T9 - Dreams - C 4</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Oh, yeah, this book&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;s a cornucopia of bizarre dreams and analyses.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Last night I dreamed I was a horse.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;One minute I was the horse and the next I was riding on the horse.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;What I make of this is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I am my own rider.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;That is, I direct myself in life.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;In my dream I was riding or being ridden through a dessert.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It was flat terrain, sandy, and had sparse vegetation.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I remember that I felt that I wouldn'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;t have enough to eat when I stopped to camp for the night.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I guess this means that '&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;directing my own life'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; might not be as nourishing as I thought it would be.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;What does this say for me about my notions of wanting to be free?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;That freedom might not be all that it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;s cracked up to be or that it wouldn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;t provide me with the sustenance that I need?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:130%;" &gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hmmmm.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19012086-113445593100596687?l=portraitofaseekerofessence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://portraitofaseekerofessence.blogspot.com/feeds/113445593100596687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19012086&amp;postID=113445593100596687&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19012086/posts/default/113445593100596687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19012086/posts/default/113445593100596687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://portraitofaseekerofessence.blogspot.com/2005/12/t9-dreams-c-4.html' title='T9 - Dreams - C 4'/><author><name>Russ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19012086.post-113445583190551361</id><published>2005-12-13T01:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-07-15T01:37:27.423-04:00</updated><title type='text'>T10 - Ambivalence - C 4</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Judy said to me when I asked her whether she was feeling any ambivalence, "Ambivalence is a word near and dear to my heart.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;m getting married but I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;m torn between my desire to get married because it seems that it'll be so fulfilling and repulsion from it because it seems that I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ll be giving up so much to do it.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Repulsion seems a strong word for giving up activities that have always brought me a wide ranging mixture of feelings and satisfactions, some good and some terrible, so I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ll be giving up these things in favor of a better state or so I hope.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;But what if we end up disliking each other and get divorced in a few years?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I know lots of people who loved each other before they were married and now don&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;t.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;What am I getting into?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Am I ready to give up on a lot of things I basically enjoy?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;What&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;s going to happen?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:130%;" &gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It all seems a crap shoot to me."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19012086-113445583190551361?l=portraitofaseekerofessence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://portraitofaseekerofessence.blogspot.com/feeds/113445583190551361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19012086&amp;postID=113445583190551361&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19012086/posts/default/113445583190551361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19012086/posts/default/113445583190551361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://portraitofaseekerofessence.blogspot.com/2005/12/t10-ambivalence-c-4.html' title='T10 - Ambivalence - C 4'/><author><name>Russ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19012086.post-113445565919519926</id><published>2005-12-13T01:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-07-20T05:51:17.033-04:00</updated><title type='text'>T11 - Ideals - C 4</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;A friend of mine is a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Librarian so every day he lives a life of rationalizations and compensations.&lt;span style=""&gt;  He&lt;/span&gt;  loves books and reads a lot. His favorite books are usually stories in which good wins out over bad, the idealistic protagonist gets the girl or someone is able to sacrifice something or even themselves for an ideal. And then, he says, there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;s the rest of his life which is mundane to an extreme. Every day he does what he always does.&lt;span style=""&gt;  Even though he&lt;/span&gt; works at a job  that he's fortunate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; enough to enjoy, each day he leaves work, has a glass of wine at the café around the corner, goes home, maybe goes out dancing with friends once or twice a week but there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;s no adventure, he says, no spirit of beauty, no sacrifice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:130%;" &gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;He's thinking of joining the Peace Corp.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19012086-113445565919519926?l=portraitofaseekerofessence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://portraitofaseekerofessence.blogspot.com/feeds/113445565919519926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19012086&amp;postID=113445565919519926&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19012086/posts/default/113445565919519926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19012086/posts/default/113445565919519926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://portraitofaseekerofessence.blogspot.com/2005/12/t11-ideals-c-4.html' title='T11 - Ideals - C 4'/><author><name>Russ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19012086.post-113445528946503308</id><published>2005-12-13T01:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-06-27T05:32:15.010-04:00</updated><title type='text'>T12 - Lost Friends - C 4</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;When I was in school I had a lot of friends.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Now that I'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ve been out and working every one of them are gone.&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Moved to another city, another job, or with a different crowd or just no longer able to get along because of different thoughts, values or politics. I meet new people all the time and make some new friends here and there but somehow it'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;s not the same. My new friendships are more superficial, less demanding, almost as if everyone is a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ship passing in the night,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; able to be communicated with for a brief time and then disappearing.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;m guessing that a lot of these people are feeling the same way that I do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:130%;" &gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I wonder where this phenomenon is leading me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19012086-113445528946503308?l=portraitofaseekerofessence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://portraitofaseekerofessence.blogspot.com/feeds/113445528946503308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19012086&amp;postID=113445528946503308&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19012086/posts/default/113445528946503308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19012086/posts/default/113445528946503308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://portraitofaseekerofessence.blogspot.com/2005/12/t12-lost-friends-c-4.html' title='T12 - Lost Friends - C 4'/><author><name>Russ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19012086.post-113445520872689443</id><published>2005-12-13T01:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-07-15T01:52:33.383-04:00</updated><title type='text'>T13 - Reliance - C 4</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;What can you rely on?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Not much.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Ourselves of course if we&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ve developed enough confidence.&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I, for one, took a lot of years to get to this stage. First I had to break my habit of being dependent on dependence. That got me nowhere. Then my trust in people had to go because of all the betrayals of one kind or another. This I replaced with a meta-trust, a belief that people&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; as a whole&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; are more good than bad.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;A kind of humanitarian optimism. Now that I feel relatively peaceful and no longer eaten alive by my insecurities and fears I think, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Where do I go from here?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19012086-113445520872689443?l=portraitofaseekerofessence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://portraitofaseekerofessence.blogspot.com/feeds/113445520872689443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19012086&amp;postID=113445520872689443&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19012086/posts/default/113445520872689443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19012086/posts/default/113445520872689443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://portraitofaseekerofessence.blogspot.com/2005/12/t13-reliance-c-4.html' title='T13 - Reliance - C 4'/><author><name>Russ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19012086.post-113445511295288808</id><published>2005-12-13T01:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-07-17T01:33:43.896-04:00</updated><title type='text'>T14 - Heros And Heroines - C 4</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ve had a number of people I admired throughout my life.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;People who stood for something like an idea or a movement or were just able to accomplish things that I couldn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;t do myself.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;My tenth grade teacher, a sports figure here and there, a monumental thinker like Einstein.Even if I couldn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;t understand what they did I COULD understand that what they did was amazing and affected the lives of all of us.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Even now I have a hero or two creeping around in my mind, giving me a boost when I think of them.Some people just amaze me!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;I guess that the character Max is a bit of a hero figure in the book.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Like all heros he has a few character flaws but these defects don&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;t detract from his accomplishments.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Maybe some of Max&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;s accomplishments are also dubious.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;That is, he can cause pain in those who are unprepared. Life is like that. A series of lessons, sometimes painful, at the hands of what?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Other people? God? Nature?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Our own selves? Do we empathize with tragic characters because we see our own contradictions in them or do we merely feel sympathy or compassion?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;I see a little of the heroic in everybody at different times.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19012086-113445511295288808?l=portraitofaseekerofessence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://portraitofaseekerofessence.blogspot.com/feeds/113445511295288808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19012086&amp;postID=113445511295288808&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19012086/posts/default/113445511295288808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19012086/posts/default/113445511295288808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://portraitofaseekerofessence.blogspot.com/2005/12/t14-heros-and-heroines-c-4.html' title='T14 - Heros And Heroines - C 4'/><author><name>Russ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19012086.post-113445493680936714</id><published>2005-12-13T01:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-07-18T00:57:25.423-04:00</updated><title type='text'>T15 - Old Things New Things - C 4</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;s really hard to recognize what needs changing.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;And then it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;s even harder to make those changes.&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Can&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;t get trapped in reminiscing.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;There&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;s good compensation, though.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;What&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;s new is usually exciting and refreshing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19012086-113445493680936714?l=portraitofaseekerofessence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://portraitofaseekerofessence.blogspot.com/feeds/113445493680936714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19012086&amp;postID=113445493680936714&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19012086/posts/default/113445493680936714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19012086/posts/default/113445493680936714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://portraitofaseekerofessence.blogspot.com/2005/12/t15-old-things-new-things-c-4.html' title='T15 - Old Things New Things - C 4'/><author><name>Russ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19012086.post-113445484749599267</id><published>2005-12-13T01:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-07-18T00:55:14.443-04:00</updated><title type='text'>T16 - Limpid Child - C 5</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Clear - not muddled.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;You can get to this state as an adult through Dianetics or,  as does Gableplunk, meditation.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Children younger than thirteen and older than five have this state of mind when their minds are not cluttered with life'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;s complications.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I remember that sometimes I felt &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;light hearted and happy during those years.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I loved &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Limpid Child.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:130%;" &gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It made me feel hopeful and put me in touch with those feelings again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19012086-113445484749599267?l=portraitofaseekerofessence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://portraitofaseekerofessence.blogspot.com/feeds/113445484749599267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19012086&amp;postID=113445484749599267&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19012086/posts/default/113445484749599267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19012086/posts/default/113445484749599267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://portraitofaseekerofessence.blogspot.com/2005/12/t16-limpid-child-c-5.html' title='T16 - Limpid Child - C 5'/><author><name>Russ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19012086.post-113445410573725953</id><published>2005-12-13T00:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-08-04T02:19:45.936-04:00</updated><title type='text'>T17 -  Loss - C 5</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I know a couple of people who lost their spouses after only a few years.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;They died in car accidents.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;My friends were emotionally dead for a couple of years.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Memories seemed to be their companions and memorabilia their textures.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;After work they told me they&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;d come home and sit around with images of their partners floating through their minds.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Each of them went through periods during which they’d caress and smell their partner’s clothes especially the favorite trademark items, the ones that hadn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;t been cleaned when they died.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Pictures took my friends on constant journeys to places they’d been.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Eventually they pulled out of their hypnotic depressions and became more or less normal again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Their grief was a strange process to watch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I don’t look forward to it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19012086-113445410573725953?l=portraitofaseekerofessence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://portraitofaseekerofessence.blogspot.com/feeds/113445410573725953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19012086&amp;postID=113445410573725953&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19012086/posts/default/113445410573725953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19012086/posts/default/113445410573725953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://portraitofaseekerofessence.blogspot.com/2005/12/t17-loss-c-5.html' title='T17 -  Loss - C 5'/><author><name>Russ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19012086.post-113445317395468920</id><published>2005-12-13T00:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-07-27T01:30:25.876-04:00</updated><title type='text'>T18 - Ego - C 5</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It's &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;a blessing because it enables us to stride forward in life with an attitude that we can make it, conquer our problems, do whatever it takes.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;A curse because it can truly get in your way, cause you to miss opportunities and cause lots of frustrations and disappointments.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I wish I was a less driven man.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Better yet, I wish I could figure out what&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;s driving me.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;You know?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Who&lt;/span&gt;'&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;s REALLY driving my car?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19012086-113445317395468920?l=portraitofaseekerofessence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://portraitofaseekerofessence.blogspot.com/feeds/113445317395468920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19012086&amp;postID=113445317395468920&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19012086/posts/default/113445317395468920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19012086/posts/default/113445317395468920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://portraitofaseekerofessence.blogspot.com/2005/12/t18-ego-c-5.html' title='T18 - Ego - C 5'/><author><name>Russ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19012086.post-113445304452102265</id><published>2005-12-13T00:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-07-20T05:58:03.560-04:00</updated><title type='text'>T19 - Essence - C 5</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Essence is an ethereal and ephemeral thing.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I ask myself &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Who am I?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;  '&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;What am I?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Sometimes I can answer those questions but every time I have more than a minute or two to really concentrate and delve into them I lose it. I lose the feeling or the knowledge of whatever insight I thought I had. My comprehension slips away as my thoughts become more and more insubstantial until I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;m left with..... I don&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;t know what.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;s frustrating so I leave it for another time.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19012086-113445304452102265?l=portraitofaseekerofessence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://portraitofaseekerofessence.blogspot.com/feeds/113445304452102265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19012086&amp;postID=113445304452102265&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19012086/posts/default/113445304452102265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19012086/posts/default/113445304452102265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://portraitofaseekerofessence.blogspot.com/2005/12/t19-essence-c-5.html' title='T19 - Essence - C 5'/><author><name>Russ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19012086.post-113438238712101979</id><published>2005-12-12T05:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-08-09T02:09:49.246-04:00</updated><title type='text'>T20 - Porn - C 6 - Also Dating, Sex, Relationship Theories, Opinions, Frustrations.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;There is no porn.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The new viewpoint about porn is that it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;s just pictures (images) of people having sex.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Nothing more, nothing less. The new term is NORP: natural orgasmically relating people.&lt;span style=""&gt;  NORP is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;designed for titillation or fantasy and has zero moral or ethical value, not negative, not positive: zero, therefore having no reverse social or religious implications for adults. Are titillation and fantasy acceptable modes of behavior for people? Of course.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Does NORP have any effect on peoples&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; expectations?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Only for the retarded or psychotic, the inexperienced or, perhaps, children. Children ought not view NORP.   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The inexperienced ought to dabble lightly until they build reasonable social and interpersonal perspective.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;As far as sex and our culture&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;s religions go, the negitivization of sex is a twisted, sick attitude designed to lower peoples&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; self esteem and manipulate them for religions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; own purposes (which usually means, bottom line,&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;getting peoples&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; money).&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I could go on and on.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;This is the tip of the iceberg however, going on and on would only give credence to the controversy of porn and in the new NORP thinking there is no controversy.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;These are the new NORP rules:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;1) Sex is good (goodness).&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We are here because of sex.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We are good people.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;2) NORP are good.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;So are images of NORP.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;3) ...see other people&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;s comments...&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anti-NORP:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;1) Western religions.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;2) Prudes.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;3) Control freaks.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;4) ...see other people&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;s comments...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19012086-113438238712101979?l=portraitofaseekerofessence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://portraitofaseekerofessence.blogspot.com/feeds/113438238712101979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19012086&amp;postID=113438238712101979&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19012086/posts/default/113438238712101979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19012086/posts/default/113438238712101979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://portraitofaseekerofessence.blogspot.com/2005/12/t20-porn-c-6-also-dating-sex.html' title='T20 - Porn - C 6 - Also Dating, Sex, Relationship Theories, Opinions, Frustrations.....'/><author><name>Russ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19012086.post-113438211082066959</id><published>2005-12-12T05:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-07-20T06:00:40.473-04:00</updated><title type='text'>T21 - Impasses - C 6</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Every once in a while I experience a plateau.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Sometimes it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;s in between jobs or even careers, sometimes between relationships. These are usually good times for me.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;They&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;re times for reflection and usually fairly free of aggravations and dissatisfactions.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Actually I almost wish they could be extended forever but I always choose another path and take initial steps which at first are exploratory and fun but eventually lead to running ever more swiftly towards more and more envelopment and dissatisfaction. Of course this leads to burnout and I end up at another plateau.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Religion and spirituality are good to have along the path because they help me endure the path for a longer period of time therefore extending my capability to educate myself further and refine my perceptions. However, you can&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;t beat burnout forever and eventually it overtakes you and changes have to be made again. It'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;s actually a little fascinating, this cycle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:130%;" &gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Gableplunk says we can break this cycle by abandoning it but how do we abandon something which seems so deeply intrinsic to life?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19012086-113438211082066959?l=portraitofaseekerofessence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://portraitofaseekerofessence.blogspot.com/feeds/113438211082066959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19012086&amp;postID=113438211082066959&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19012086/posts/default/113438211082066959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19012086/posts/default/113438211082066959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://portraitofaseekerofessence.blogspot.com/2005/12/t21-impasses-c-6.html' title='T21 - Impasses - C 6'/><author><name>Russ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19012086.post-113438197692774428</id><published>2005-12-12T05:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-08-04T02:38:26.020-04:00</updated><title type='text'>T22 - Chess As Metaphor - C 6</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Yoda From Star Wars&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my mystical journeys throughout our solar systems I come across many games.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Chess is one of the more fascinating games because it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;s so easy to project my illusions onto the board.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;On Earth, GO is another game of equal complexity which develops one'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;s sense of space (obviously I would like that) and even international politics, as the goal of GO is to surround your opponent&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;s buttons.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Can you also see the familial psychological implications of this?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Chess simulates warfare and is therefore a good training ground for people interested in the military or corporate strategies.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Chess and GO are filled with terminology which is easily adapted for metaphoric use about many topics from simple ones like division, beauty, power, personality, up to and including life and death.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Chess is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;a wonderful source for  literary metaphors.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;When among Chess players, conversations run wild with references to everything under the sun.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The number of things that can be expressed through Chess talk is endless.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;That&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;s why it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;s popular among people who like to philosophize.  What are your experiences with Chess?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19012086-113438197692774428?l=portraitofaseekerofessence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://portraitofaseekerofessence.blogspot.com/feeds/113438197692774428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19012086&amp;postID=113438197692774428&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19012086/posts/default/113438197692774428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19012086/posts/default/113438197692774428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://portraitofaseekerofessence.blogspot.com/2005/12/t22-chess-as-metaphor-c-6.html' title='T22 - Chess As Metaphor - C 6'/><author><name>Russ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19012086.post-113438177412175091</id><published>2005-12-12T04:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-08-17T02:27:05.683-04:00</updated><title type='text'>T23 - Illusions - C 6 and 7</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="Section1"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I've re-read the book many times and had many interesting thoughts while reading.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Regarding memories and the themes in the story (if I recall correctly, ideas about memories came up in chapters 6 and 7) I think that one idea of what or who we think we are is that our individuality, personality and identity is composed of memories. You can verify this for yourself with some in‑depth thinking. Memories are notoriously inaccurate, incomplete and even non‑existent for experiences we know we've had. Our memories are illusions. Who we are is illusion(s). If this is all we are then we don't really exist. If we are also spirit or soul as many people like to believe, we know of these other elements of our beings only through our memories of what we've been told or, if we're a practiced spiritual person, through our intuitive sensations. At the very moment we experience the intuitive sensation we can know something (to be true) however a fraction of a second later it becomes a memory. If we continue living in the intuitive sensation, called 'being in the moment,' we can have direct experience of reality. This experience is without ego of course because it takes time, even if only thousandths of a second, for ego, which is reflective, observational and judgmental, to operate. When we are in this intuitive sensation we as individuals, personalities, identities (egos), don't exist because we are without ego, absorptive, non‑reflective. So, any way we look at it we don't really exist at all. What we consider to be 'us,' our individuality, our personality, our identity, is illusions. The old philosophical adage 'I think therefore I am' is completely wrong. So, if we don't really exist why do we take ourselves so seriously? As though we are important. Why do we consider our thoughts and feelings important or meaningful?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Because we love our illusions. They make us feel real, at least in the sense that we identify with our cultures and what we've been told is true all our lives. We also understand unconsciously or intuitively that beyond them is nothing, no‑thing, and this puzzles us or makes us (egos) fearful. This creates anxiety, the causes of which we find very difficult to confront. This existential angst, floating anxiety, fear of death, whether physical or spiritual, however, gets our attention and we focus on it seriously as though we can influence the outcome(s). We're trying to relieve ourselves of that (no‑thingness or ego-less awareness) which itself is relief from our concerns, fears, etc. We are then immersed in Maya, our world of the continuous cyclings of concerns and illusions. By repeated involvement over time, habit, we are addicted and blinded to any possibility of resolution or escape from this cycling. As you are reading this you are having the sensation of cycling. This is your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;This is what I call &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;'The Illusion Of Personality.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;verything has many layers. How do we get to the bottom line (foundation, base, ground)?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;According to Gableplunk meditation is the path to follow for release.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I think that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;s true at least in our lifetimes.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;/div&gt;   &lt;div class="Section2"&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; ***&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;What if there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;s another possibility for memory, that of memory being located outside of us, outside of our bodies, our nervous systems?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;This is a theory of occultists of various disciplines which claim that we &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;receive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; our memories from this outside place in a similar manner as does a radio or television, by radio waves, and in the case of our memories, by psychic waves.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I don&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;t know how accurately I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ve described the method of this kind of receipt of our memories but the idea of our memories being located somewhere other than inside of us, in our brains or nervous systems, seems like it might be worth an examination.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; ***&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a name="QuickMark"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;How do we make personal changes in light of the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Illusion Of Personality?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Observing ourselves we notice through self awareness that our identities must be capable of monitoring our feelings and behaviors and directing us to (hopefully) better behaviors and feelings which create better memories which create (hopefully) better feelings and behaviors.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So, through our identities, which are illusions, we create more mnemonic illusions but (hopefully) better ones, more mature ones based on monitored and directed experiences.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Thus, &lt;u&gt;as we observe ourselves&lt;/u&gt; through self awareness, we seem to change.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Illusions can be self-generating, reproductive, replicative, self-perpetuating.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Are our illusions real?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;As real as, say, birds or germs? How do they get into us? Are identities necessary for illusions to procreate? Are we inseparable?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;Ultimately illusions are the products of nervous systems.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Without nerves we could not feel anything.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Feelings are the body&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;s reactions to memories.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Without nerves we could not have memories or perceive them if we receive them from outside us. So, illusions are bound to our physical bodies, our biologies, as are our minds, our psychologies. Our minds are memories. Our memories are illusions, so, yes, we are inseparable.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;If &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I think therefore I am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; is incorrect then what might be correct is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I SENSE therefore I am.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;In this case, what is it that senses?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Our nervous system.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Are we merely our nervous system? The answer is, yes.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This thinking goes &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;round and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;round.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Maya, the cycle of illusions.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;When your mind is cycling you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;re experiencing an illusion.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Meditation is release, at least temporarily: our best change.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; ***&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I try to make this analysis concrete but it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;s impossible because of the nature of language which is metaphoric and vague. Mathematics would be a better tool for this.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Physicists and Mathematicians do analyze illusions, however, they present their findings/thoughts in a language that only one out of a hundred thousand of us can read.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; ***&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Illusions, delusions, schmillusions.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;s not illusions that screw up your life.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;s expectations.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Keep your expectations in perspective and life flows smoothly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Knock them a little out of kilter and life can turn hellish.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19012086-113438177412175091?l=portraitofaseekerofessence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://portraitofaseekerofessence.blogspot.com/feeds/113438177412175091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19012086&amp;postID=113438177412175091&amp;isPopup=true' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19012086/posts/default/113438177412175091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19012086/posts/default/113438177412175091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://portraitofaseekerofessence.blogspot.com/2005/12/t23-illusions-c-6-and-7.html' title='T23 - Illusions - C 6 and 7'/><author><name>Russ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19012086.post-113438119436985345</id><published>2005-12-12T04:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-07-26T01:54:14.123-04:00</updated><title type='text'>T24 - Self Examination - C 7</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;What makes us tick? Mostly I examine my inner workings through the structures of psychology but there are other systems which can be used according to your needs and your spiritual values. Astrology has its uses, too. Any system of thought can be used for reflection and/or comparison of the workings of your mind and feelings with some kind of standardized values or mental mechanics. Even religions have their uses if one doesn'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;t take them too seriously.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The best way for me was to first learn to define what I was feeling - put correct labels on all my feelings and emotions.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Once I was able to bring some order to all those seemingly random occurrences I was able to see patterns, recognize situations or events which would precipitate similar feelings. Soon enough I felt more comfortable with myself, less frightened. Over a few years everything else fell slowly into place.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I also had to study some philosophy and logic in order to build my own mental structures, my own scaffolding on which I could erect my newly forming self.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Believe it or not Algebra helped enormously! The study of the abstracts of relating symbols trained my mind to be able think logically and also be able to accept radically (or so I thought at the time) new ideas which were at first utterly foreign to me.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Eventually I came to enjoy this facet of mathematics and bring it to bear in other areas of my life, among them introspection. It trained my memory until I could relate thought after thought going forwards or backwards and thus I was able to build intellectual structures and the capability to understand almost anything.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I consider my life a success story having come from confusion and loneliness to confidence, thoughtfulness, compassion and willingness to hear opinions other than my own.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; In this sense my life is a pleasure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19012086-113438119436985345?l=portraitofaseekerofessence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://portraitofaseekerofessence.blogspot.com/feeds/113438119436985345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19012086&amp;postID=113438119436985345&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19012086/posts/default/113438119436985345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19012086/posts/default/113438119436985345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://portraitofaseekerofessence.blogspot.com/2005/12/t24-self-examination-c-7.html' title='T24 - Self Examination - C 7'/><author><name>Russ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19012086.post-113438109038308502</id><published>2005-12-12T04:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-07-07T02:38:40.740-04:00</updated><title type='text'>T25 - Initiations - C 7</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I remember my initiation into the Cub Scouts.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Freaky little kids.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Running around in the woods, making campfires, trying to figure out what the creed meant. Then there were the fraternities in high school and college. More freaky kids, only bigger. Initiations were a little more goofy, even strange at times.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I couldn't bring myself to join those clubs. I think any initiation into a group which has some meaning for you can provide deep insight into yourself, your desires, motivations and capabilities as you gain experience. It'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;s been a pleasure writing about Gableplunk and his initiations into some of the mysteries of life. This is the group I finally joined. What groups have you joined?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19012086-113438109038308502?l=portraitofaseekerofessence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://portraitofaseekerofessence.blogspot.com/feeds/113438109038308502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19012086&amp;postID=113438109038308502&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19012086/posts/default/113438109038308502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19012086/posts/default/113438109038308502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://portraitofaseekerofessence.blogspot.com/2005/12/t25-initiations-c-7.html' title='T25 - Initiations - C 7'/><author><name>Russ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19012086.post-113438063981849916</id><published>2005-12-12T04:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-07-20T06:06:41.796-04:00</updated><title type='text'>T26 - Meditation - C 7</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;What is meditation?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;From Gableplunk, it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;s awareness without egotistical relationship. No‑mind. Selfless awareness. A state in which the mind is relaxed and no attention is given by itself to its own machinations. Thoughts and images may freely come and go but they are experienced as one experiences nature, as an unbroken panorama of scenic occurrences, without making judgments of the value of anything, that is, without (egotistical) involvement. 'Egotistical' is an abstract word which simply means, yourself or your sense of yourself. So, without involving yourself with any particular aspect of the panorama. See it like you would look at the Grand Canyon, with awe, with amazement, with the eyes of someone who is having a picnic and enjoying nature. In this state life is beautiful.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;Do you have any other variations on what meditation is?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19012086-113438063981849916?l=portraitofaseekerofessence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://portraitofaseekerofessence.blogspot.com/feeds/113438063981849916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19012086&amp;postID=113438063981849916&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19012086/posts/default/113438063981849916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19012086/posts/default/113438063981849916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://portraitofaseekerofessence.blogspot.com/2005/12/t26-meditation-c-7.html' title='T26 - Meditation - C 7'/><author><name>Russ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19012086.post-113438052258902782</id><published>2005-12-12T04:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-07-26T01:51:30.716-04:00</updated><title type='text'>T27 -  Zen - C 7</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Zen.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;s a word that conjures up mystical understanding in the minds of people.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It seems completely unfathomable to many, even practitioners.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Hundreds, perhaps thousands of books have been written on the topic.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Many of them are quite accurate, quite analytical, insightful and even educational.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The best ones contain poems some of which are structured with seventeen beats or emphases.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;These are called Haiku.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;They&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;re traditional and there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;s as much meaning in the beats and pauses are there are in the words.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;s these poems which best express the spirit of Zen and which offer the best path to comprehension.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Of course &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;comprehension&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; is the wrong word.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;All words are the wrong word.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Zen is wordless.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;So, you see why there is such mystery surrounding what is essentially an utterly simple thing?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;There are many paths to Zen.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;There&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;s the slow way, the fast way, the upside down way, &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The book way, the teacher way, the way of meditation.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Follow the moon, follow nature, follow the rainbow.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;All will get you there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19012086-113438052258902782?l=portraitofaseekerofessence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://portraitofaseekerofessence.blogspot.com/feeds/113438052258902782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19012086&amp;postID=113438052258902782&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19012086/posts/default/113438052258902782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19012086/posts/default/113438052258902782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://portraitofaseekerofessence.blogspot.com/2005/12/t27-zen-c-7.html' title='T27 -  Zen - C 7'/><author><name>Russ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19012086.post-113438035864878023</id><published>2005-12-12T04:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-07-20T06:13:18.990-04:00</updated><title type='text'>T28 - Destiny - C 8</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;As Gableplunk says, '&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Here Gableplunk could seek these visions, and in failing to realize them, he wouldn't fail, for he'd find them momentarily in the seeking.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; He, like most of us, seeks his own visions, nurtures his own ambitions and examines and modifies his own motivations. In this process he realizes, probably unknowingly, his destiny and the destiny of mankind. Whatever path we all seem to be on, our paths of individuality which seemingly make us distinct from all others, beneath our illusions of ourselves, we adhere to what is common to all of us: our human natures.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;This is a pool of characteristics in which we all share, some of us exhibiting one or five or twelve or more of those characteristics at any one time and others of us exhibiting a different dozen out of the hundreds or thousands in the pool. We might call the pool human nature or the unconscious or as the Psychologist Jung labeled it, the pool of archetypes from which springs our expressed or manifested characteristics, our unconscious desires and our myths from which cultures and even civilizations evolve.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;Individuality is the nickels and dimes of our civilizations'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; currencies and destiny is the dollar, the power behind the people.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Of course there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;s a lot of disagreement about which path our destinies ought to take.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;This is the discourse of an advanced society.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;When there is no discourse, the path of destiny becomes fixed.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I suppose a fixed destiny offers security and a mutable path offers adventure and opportunity. People can choose. As a species our destiny unfolds slowly, however with increasing pace lately, as humankind evolves to..... what? as Gableplunk asks. Good question. It is the work of Futurists to examine this question and try to give us choices and guidelines.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;However, by nature Futurists are almost always wrong because they can only examine limited numbers of all possible pathways according to each of their individualities. Since there are more paths into the future than there are people on the face of the earth, this must always be so. So, the future remains unpredictable as does the stock market, no matter what advanced forms of mathematics are brought to bear on it study.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;This is the big picture and we all fit in somewhere, somehow, in contributing to the destiny of our species.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Even if we only offer our humble opinions about life and are not movers and shakers, these tiny influences are sometimes felt all the way across the world and in the future the solar system and then the galaxy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; I suspect that once humans (again) become a space faring species that we will create other little Earths here and there, each of which will manifest its own destiny.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Sometime in the future we will come to another confrontation with ourselves.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19012086-113438035864878023?l=portraitofaseekerofessence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://portraitofaseekerofessence.blogspot.com/feeds/113438035864878023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19012086&amp;postID=113438035864878023&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19012086/posts/default/113438035864878023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19012086/posts/default/113438035864878023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://portraitofaseekerofessence.blogspot.com/2005/12/t28-destiny-c-8.html' title='T28 - Destiny - C 8'/><author><name>Russ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19012086.post-113438015014746293</id><published>2005-12-12T04:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-07-27T01:42:34.376-04:00</updated><title type='text'>T29 - Romance - C 8</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It sure is complicated.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;You have to consider the expectations of each of the persons involved.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;And what about the personalities? Some just don&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;t fit.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;What of unrequited love?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;This is the most painful sensation I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ve ever experienced in life because when it happens it seems to never end.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;For me, it feels like my life is being sucked out of me.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I have trouble breathing and anxieties flood every corner of my being. I hate it.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;When it happens (rarely, thank God) I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;m unable to break away from it even though I know that it can only end in disaster. It&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;s as though it has a life of its own and it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;s through me that it has to live until it decides to go away.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Then I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;m devastated (even though the devastation has been going on for some time) and I am released. Unfortunately this is NOT orgasmic.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;Sometimes you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;re lucky.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;You find someone of more or less equal romantic status, that is, they care for you at more or less the same level that you care for them. This is the best arrangement.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Maybe it lacks the drama of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;those other&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; experiences but at least it feels sane.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Comfortable.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It requires active work, participating in a relationship to keep it reasonably in perspective in your own mind and the mind of the other person(s) involved.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;s longer lasting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:130%;" &gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;These relationships can also break up but if it happens at least you can go ahead with your life without being devastated again because it worked better to begin with.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19012086-113438015014746293?l=portraitofaseekerofessence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://portraitofaseekerofessence.blogspot.com/feeds/113438015014746293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19012086&amp;postID=113438015014746293&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19012086/posts/default/113438015014746293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19012086/posts/default/113438015014746293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://portraitofaseekerofessence.blogspot.com/2005/12/t29-romance-c-8.html' title='T29 - Romance - C 8'/><author><name>Russ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19012086.post-113429546391019979</id><published>2005-12-11T05:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-07-19T02:43:08.033-04:00</updated><title type='text'>T30 - Resolution - C 8</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Resolution is an ideal.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;You can never really have it.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;You can only shoot for it.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Whether it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;s in a romantic relationship or spiritual, one can only seek it and never obtain it completely at least in a larger sense. Oh, we can have small resolutions here and there, even on a daily or weekly basis as in business, and these are satisfying for a moment or two. They are merely portents of the end point of larger resolutions: death. At the end of a small resolution what happens is we move onwards into another problem or another area of life and leave behind the considerations which led to the smaller resolution. That is the death of that process, those considerations and that resolution.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Hopefully we learned something from it which we can apply to our next step in life. So it goes on and on until we cease to be.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I had an Aunt who died.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Just before she died she told me that she had discovered something and wanted to tell me what it was.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Unfortunately she died before I saw her again. I'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ve always speculated about what it could have been.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19012086-113429546391019979?l=portraitofaseekerofessence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://portraitofaseekerofessence.blogspot.com/feeds/113429546391019979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19012086&amp;postID=113429546391019979&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19012086/posts/default/113429546391019979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19012086/posts/default/113429546391019979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://portraitofaseekerofessence.blogspot.com/2005/12/t30-resolution-c-8.html' title='T30 - Resolution - C 8'/><author><name>Russ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19012086.post-113429534475688969</id><published>2005-12-11T05:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-07-19T02:50:18.250-04:00</updated><title type='text'>T31 -  Taking Part - C 9</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Taking part.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Connection.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Contribution.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Self knowledge.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;These are Gableplunk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;s words for continuity, the feeling that we are involved with something.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:130%;" &gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Family, work, religion, society, a club, all have something in common as far as the individual goes: involvement with other people, ideas and putting yourself and your body out there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:130%;" &gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;We all have differing senses of who we are and what we want to accomplish in life and this is reflected in what avenue we choose for our taking part.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:130%;" &gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Religious people might be interested in involvement with their houses of worship or becoming Monks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Managerial types might like politics or corporations.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Warrior types, obviously, the military.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Artistic people find truth in music, painting or writing while people who like working with their hands gravitate towards the trades.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Some people are fascinated with economics or the weather or the stars.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; There are pathways to involvement for everyone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Even the depressed can find relief by helping others.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:130%;" &gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Gableplunk, seemingly on a sojourn from involvement, sees and remembers its benefits and recommends it to himself as a way of contributing to his own life, society and the people around him in whom he places the most trust.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Can he trust?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:130%;" &gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;By the end of the book it seems as though he is of two minds and the extreme tension between the two different feelings causes him to have his Satori, Japanese for enlightenment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:130%;" &gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;What a gas of an ending!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19012086-113429534475688969?l=portraitofaseekerofessence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://portraitofaseekerofessence.blogspot.com/feeds/113429534475688969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19012086&amp;postID=113429534475688969&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19012086/posts/default/113429534475688969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19012086/posts/default/113429534475688969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://portraitofaseekerofessence.blogspot.com/2005/12/t31-taking-part-c-9.html' title='T31 -  Taking Part - C 9'/><author><name>Russ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19012086.post-113429520376088620</id><published>2005-12-11T04:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-09T06:12:44.950-05:00</updated><title type='text'>T32 - Quest For The Rose - C 10</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="Section1"&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;Part I seems to be about taking stock.&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;Personal inventory.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Taking stock of one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;s life uses inductive thinking.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Recollecting the important and specific events and feelings and considering their themes and worth and constructing more generalized ideas of what one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;s life is really about in terms of ideas, desires, likes and skills is necessary every five years.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I guess this is what the &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:placename st="on"&gt;old Russian&lt;/st1:placename&gt; &lt;st1:placetype st="on"&gt;Republic&lt;/st1:placetype&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt; was all about with its notorious Five Year Plans.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;However, we hope and pray that our own five year summarizations prove far more successful than theirs ever were!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;For instance Gableplunk had spent the last few years of his life trying to get to the heart of his life, his essence (he was an arrow).&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Along the way during this process he experienced various inner conflicts and fears (his feathers were white with fright).&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He considered ultimate questions and found the standard answers wanting (the answer to birth and death is love).&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Examining the museum of his mind and memories he found that it was empty, that he could find no deep satisfaction with recollections (the birds already flew south - they flew the coop!).&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;'&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Remaining behind to feed the geese&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;:  this is a common winter occurrence for all of us.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Who has not seen geese on the sides of the roads in winter?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Earlier on in his story Gableplunk had gotten stodgy.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He wasn'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;t able to understand that the museum was empty and he couldn'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;t freely flow with life so he &lt;/span&gt;'&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;got snowed in by a snowstorm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; - he got stuck, mired in the habits and thought patterns of his mental museum, his earlier life.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He was struck by the irony that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;even the worms left the frozen ground and danced in the icy flow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Even the lowliest creatures were more capable than he to be able to take part in the dance of life even under the most adverse conditions (a snowstorm).&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Where should I go?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; he asked himself.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;What should I do?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;How can I resolve my inner conflicts, my sturm und drang (German for spiritual turbulence)?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;A &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;friendly gesture&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; comes along and tells him to take a break, get a little relief, take the edge off.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I guess that peoples'&lt;/span&gt; '&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;friendly gestures&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; could come in many forms: friends, philosophies, psychology, even going to the movies, reading a book or taking a vacation.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;friendly gesture&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; offers words of consolation for Gableplunk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;s anxieties about break-taking:&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'll take care of your worries for awhile, it says.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It gives him some good advice:&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Don&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;t worry; be happy!&lt;span style=""&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;:)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;So, taking stock every so often in life can be useful, even indispensable&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;***&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The first section of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Quest For The Rose&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; was about taking stock of one'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;s life.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Part II seems (to me) to be about his concern about his direction.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;s feeling doubts.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Moon flower how you glower&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; tells us that he&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;s feeling unsure of himself, that there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;s a part of him that disapproves of what he&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;s doing.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Far away lies the sun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; tells us that he sees his journey as too great.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;s bit off more than he can chew.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;However, he quickly gives himself a courage boost and reassures himself that after a hard day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;s effort, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;in the evening the cows come home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;, he will, after all, gain the deep understanding that he needs and will be able to rest.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Birds on the wing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; means freedom.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Freedom &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;foils the curses of madmen and steals the purses of little women.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;'Curses of madmen' can mean anything that gets on your nerves and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;purses of little women'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; refers to the characteristic of hanging on to your petty valuables, perhaps those parts of us which are unproductive or detrimental and which we retain as near and dear to us because they comprise some or all of our identities which we can not let go for fear of the unknown.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Freedom is the letting go of all of these useless and counter-productive forces in ourselves.&lt;span style=""&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The runes of the old gnomes Whiten the bed sheets Brighter and farther away From the dunes' - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Runes are a symbol system for use in divining, telling the future.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Gnomes are a race of old and wise people, so, G. says use wisdom to direct your life so you can sleep at night with clean sheets (an untroubled mind) and sleep well, far away from the churning waves of the ocean which crash up onto our dunes (our peaceful areas) and cause our turmoil.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The plumes of the runes' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; seems to be the crowning of knowledge or G.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;s way of saying that knowledge is great and powerful and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;fly frosty in the light of the deep dark night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; means that knowledge is an icy beacon in the great darkness which envelops us (ignorance).&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Icy because it is crystal clear and both reflects light and manifests light through itself, light being an ancient and even Biblical metaphor for knowledge, understanding and even God.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;How deep, how dark Is it from here to the park?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;How long must my journey last?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Gableplunk asks himself.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Where lie the feathers Of the moon?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Feathers may be a back reference to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;whiten the bed sheets&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; or an untroubled life, a goal of Gableplunk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;s, and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;the moon'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; of course is intuition, intuitive knowledge, deep feeling, rest in the eternal otherness, maybe God, maybe for Gableplunk, a woman, the otherness, the softness of home and a place to rest.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The Rose!&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The rose!&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I will have the rose!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; is G.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;s dedication to his journey and his goal of understanding - his determination.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div class="Section2"&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;***&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;The first section of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Quest For The Rose"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; was about taking stock of one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;s life.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Part II seemed (to me) to be about Gableplunk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;s concern about his direction.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Part III seems to be about realization.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;In Part III Gableplunk realizes the true nature of freedom is letting go of his struggles for personal power, his sense of opposition in that he has heretofore seen himself as separate and sometimes AGAINST others, their ideas and beliefs and also letting go of time, our measurement of all things great and small and especially our lives.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;These are the limitations that we put on ourselves and abandoning them creates freedom.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;'The&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; power of the flower&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; tells us that when freedom blooms (a flower blooms) it sows the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;seeds that feed the hermaphrodite,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; the unified being in all of us (our inner hermaphrodites) that is free of our compulsions to be in opposition to others.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He adds a little orgasmic eroticism in the phrase &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And the free flowing juices That seal the blind man&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;s fate Find their release as...'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Free flowing juices&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; refer to pre-ejaculation lubrication, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;the blind man&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;s fate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; refers to the penis and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Find their release as&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; refers to ejaculation.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;This sexual poetry gives virility and power to the freedom that Gableplunk is writing (singing) about.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Continuing with the sexual metaphors, when &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The scene shifts to the universal calm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; he&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;s singing of the release from the existential tension which comes from letting go of the forces within us that imprison us.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And the rift between the rivers'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; may, I say MAY, poeticize female sexual organs which have the capability to give birth (power to generate) whether actually or literarily to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The King and Queen,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; symbols of equal rulership when both are part of the hermaphrodite, equal rulership of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;masculine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;feminine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; principles which we all possess but which are expressed by societies and self chosen identities of individuals who see life in terms of polar opposites as black and white rather than the multi-colored and faceted areas in between: sophisticated people.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;(This is why religions have always put down sophistication, worldliness, as offensive to God (as if Religionists could really speak for God).&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It enables their position that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ignorance is bliss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; and keeps people &lt;/span&gt;'&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;in their place,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; that is, ignorant, and helps to maintain their power in the minds of their subjects.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Through means such as these quasi edicts they enforce peoples&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; subservience and obedience to principles which are sometimes useful and good, sometimes hateful and evil and are always questionable. They maintain their power. -&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;my own ideas of course).&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The SEQUENCE of male ejaculation and then giving birth also suggest that we ourselves generate the birth of opposing forces (King and Queen).&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;So, this could also be part of Gableplunk'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;s Rose: the UNDERSTANDING, which leads to responsibility and, reasonably, responsibility for our future choices of actions/behaviors.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Rift between the rivers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; could also refer to our divided natures, the separation or split of our personal power between two (or more) forces, forces of whatever. The split, which is depicted in many myths,&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;may cause our sense of opposition or may cause us to feel a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;rift&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; between ourselves and others.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;/div&gt;       &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Fain would I cry out!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;Fain means gladly. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Gladly would I cry out'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; as though he would LIKE to exclaim his excitement but can not. He expresses a controlled joy, perhaps expressing disbelief or his inability to believe completely in his revelation.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Maybe it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;s hard to swallow (pun intended on my part) for him.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He has found the Rose:&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;his goal, his solution, his spiritual comprehension of life.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And the Rose springs anew In the fresh soil In the &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:placetype st="on"&gt;garden&lt;/st1:placetype&gt;  of &lt;st1:placename st="on"&gt;Cosmic Man&lt;/st1:placename&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;!' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;means that spiritual comprehension grows where people plant it, in their own gardens, in their own minds and hearts.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Gableplunk&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;capitalizes &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Cosmic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Man,'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; interjecting a new element, a new viewpoint, that of his feelings expressed in an earlier chapter, that Man is a creature destined for the stars, to be star travelers, cosmic people.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Capital &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Man&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; refers to all of humanity, as in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;mankind.'&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;In summary, G. is saying that freedom for mankind lies in ridding ourselves of our compulsions to oppose others and even ourselves.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;By this he implies cooperation, perhaps in a worldly sense or in the sense that we need cooperation rather than opposition in order to move mankind into the future.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Gableplunk urges us all to cooperate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;These are trying times.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;This is good advice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19012086-113429520376088620?l=portraitofaseekerofessence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://portraitofaseekerofessence.blogspot.com/feeds/113429520376088620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19012086&amp;postID=113429520376088620&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19012086/posts/default/113429520376088620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19012086/posts/default/113429520376088620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://portraitofaseekerofessence.blogspot.com/2005/12/t32-quest-for-rose-c-10.html' title='T32 - Quest For The Rose - C 10'/><author><name>Russ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19012086.post-113429475268478829</id><published>2005-12-11T04:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-06-28T00:59:19.640-04:00</updated><title type='text'>T33 - WAINTS - C 10</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;WAINTS.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;If this is an anagram then it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;s driving me nuts!&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The best I can come up with is wastin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; (if I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;m willing to add a hyphen, which is against the rules of anagram solving - if Gableplunk can break the rules in his spiritual quest then I guess I, too, can take a liberty).&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;If it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;s &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;wastin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;, wasting, then G. might be saying that he feels that his life is being wasteful or that he&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;s wasting, as in medical terminology, being very sick.&lt;span style=""&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;Sick of his old life.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Needs to change, etc...&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Or maybe the dream is a PORTENT of change:&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;he feels that it has to do with disappearing.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;A part of him is disappearing, changing.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;s changing.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;In my own life I seem to be going through changes all the time.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;m sick of them, too, and I want nothing more than to feel like I have some stability in this world.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;Another thing that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;s interesting is that Gableplunk says that the term is the girl'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;s family name.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;A family name implies a history of generations.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Maybe Gableplunk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;s habitual ways of behaving have been inherited from his family, what he learned from them or rather, from the history of his family whose behaviors and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;dynamics&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;, to use a psychological term, go back generations and generations and unexamined generations...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I wonder if some of the people in my own family examined their histories and I wonder what thoughts they had or what conclusions they came to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Does everyone have to do this in order to make some sense out of things?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19012086-113429475268478829?l=portraitofaseekerofessence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://portraitofaseekerofessence.blogspot.com/feeds/113429475268478829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19012086&amp;postID=113429475268478829&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19012086/posts/default/113429475268478829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19012086/posts/default/113429475268478829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://portraitofaseekerofessence.blogspot.com/2005/12/t33-waints-c-10.html' title='T33 - WAINTS - C 10'/><author><name>Russ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19012086.post-113429459463598422</id><published>2005-12-11T04:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-02T18:06:30.053-05:00</updated><title type='text'>T34 - Dreams - C 10</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="Section1"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;s where you can post your own dreams AND YOUR INTERPRETATIONS.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Here are brief instructions on how to interpret your dreams: first list the symbols that appear in your dream. Then ask yourself, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;What does this symbol do in REAL life?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;What does a mouse or a dog or a car do in real life?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Then take the answer and relate it to each of the other answers for the other symbols and what&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;s going on in your life these days.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Let&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;s say off-handedly that you have a dream of a mouse and a house and it puzzles you.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;So you ask, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;What do mice do in real life?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Well, maybe to you mice are frightening creatures - they frighten people.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Other people may think that mice are cute or dirty or whatever...&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Then you ask yourself, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;What do houses do in real life?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Well, houses protect people from the weather.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Maybe, in your case, you answer the question by saying that a house is where people store their possessions.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;So, blending the two answers you might say that your dream is about your fears of your possessions. You ought to then ask yourself if this relates in any way to your current ACTUAL life. Do you have any fears of anything? If not, ask yourself the question, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;What are possessions (treat possessions as a symbol)?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Maybe you answer 'my most treasured possession is my mind.&lt;span style=""&gt;'  &lt;/span&gt;So, blending symbols, you might then ask yourself, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Am I in fear of my mind?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;  '&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;What&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;s happening in my life that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;s so threatening to me and so overwhelming that my mind seems in danger?'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;And then you relate this answer back to the themes of the dream again, that is, fear and possessions. You'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;re developing the themes of the dream and you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;re relating those themes to what&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;s actually going on in your life today.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;re giving your dream a meaningful interpretation (for you).&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;If you have to do this cycle again it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;s okay.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Sometimes it takes two or three repetitions of questions, answers and symbols to come up with a complete interpretation.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;Trust your answers to your questions and stay with them for the duration of your interpretation.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Your first answer is usually the most true and the deepest insight.&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Be aware of the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;lightbulb effect.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;You experience the effect of a lightbulb going on above your head when you hit on something which feels instantaneously true to you.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;When this feeling occurs you know you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ve hit on something which is absolutely true. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;W&lt;/o:p&gt;ays to add information to your interpretation process are:&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;ask &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Are there any obvious emotions in the dream in addition to the images and symbols?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Incorporate these emotions into the process.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Also ask, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Are there any further details?' and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Are there any other characters and who or what are they?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Then include this additional information in the process of your interpretation.&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;The additional information sometimes offers up more refined viewpoints about the main symbols and if it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;s&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;needed it can help answer the questions that you pose to yourself. Sometimes these additional symbols, feelings and details can be part of another branch of interpretation which may reflect on and compliment your main interpretation or take off in a supplementary direction.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Some dreams can seem incredibly complicated and filled with many sections but usually each section can be analyzed and in the end all the interpretations, if we see them as separate sentences, can be put together to&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;form a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;paragraph'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; which has a larger meaning.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;For complicated dreams like this it is helpful to use pencil and paper to write symbols and sectional interpretations down and even to diagram the sequences of the dream.&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Some dreams are short and to the point and others can be unbelievable long.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;These take patience and, of course, interest and an investment of time.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;/div&gt;       &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;This is only a brief example.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It gives you a method to interpret your dreams which is a more active, participatory one than the usual one that most people have of giving&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;symbols in their dreams a fixed meaning that they read about in dream books. This method can give you individually important interpretations, important to yourself and even to the other people in your life who are part of the issues that the theme(s) of your dreams touch on.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;So, please, post some of your dreams and your interpretations.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19012086-113429459463598422?l=portraitofaseekerofessence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://portraitofaseekerofessence.blogspot.com/feeds/113429459463598422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19012086&amp;postID=113429459463598422&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19012086/posts/default/113429459463598422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19012086/posts/default/113429459463598422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://portraitofaseekerofessence.blogspot.com/2005/12/t34-dreams-c-10.html' title='T34 - Dreams - C 10'/><author><name>Russ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19012086.post-113429447708860221</id><published>2005-12-11T04:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-07-26T01:58:36.290-04:00</updated><title type='text'>T35 - Does God Exist? - C 10</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Is there a God?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:130%;" &gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You tell me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:130%;" &gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Get hot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19012086-113429447708860221?l=portraitofaseekerofessence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://portraitofaseekerofessence.blogspot.com/feeds/113429447708860221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19012086&amp;postID=113429447708860221&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19012086/posts/default/113429447708860221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19012086/posts/default/113429447708860221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://portraitofaseekerofessence.blogspot.com/2005/12/t35-does-god-exist-c-10.html' title='T35 - Does God Exist? - C 10'/><author><name>Russ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19012086.post-113429434131869811</id><published>2005-12-11T04:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-07-06T02:06:37.400-04:00</updated><title type='text'>T36 - Unconscious, Soul and Unknowability -  C 10</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Unconscious, soul and unknowability.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Helluva group.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;They seem similar, words from different disciplines, but similar..... hard to tell where one ends and another begins.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Personally I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ve never been able to figure out what a soul is.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Oh, I understand the common meaning, that part of us which is immortal, but I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ve never felt it or seen it or experienced its presence in any way so it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;s hard for me to comprehend what it is.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ve talked to Priests about it and they each have given me more or less the same definition and tell me that I have to develop my faith. When I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ve asked them &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;what is faith?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; they tell me it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;s belief in something or someone without evidence.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I can&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;t understand this.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;s so contrary to reasonable thinking and behavior.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;m told, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;that'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;s the point.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Faith begins where rationality ends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;That makes no sense to me.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;m to make a jump from reasonable thinking to irrational belief in things which make no sense? Okay. Give it a chance. Makes no sense to me but I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;m aware that several thousand million people do this.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I wonder why and how?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;m guessing that this other type of thinking-feeling is put into their heads when they&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;re children when they&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;re undeveloped in all ways and will believe almost anything that other people tell them.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It doesn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;t seem fair to me to put irrational ideas into the minds of children when they can&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;t defend themselves.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;At least parents ought to explain to their children that there are all sorts of strange beliefs in the world and they ought to learn about as many as they can before choosing which ones they&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;d like to indulge in when they&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;re eighteen or twenty one or older.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;But, I suppose this would be like throwing all religions into a hat and telling kids that they&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;re all more or less equal so pick a few, consider them over the years and pick one you like or don&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;t pick any at all.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;This would probably be anathema to all religions who thrive on exclusivity and bolster their identities by offering their followers all sorts of claptrap which makes them feel more important and better than everyone else. These tactics are shrewd psychology used to lure people and then manipulate them for various reasons. It seems sad to me that this goes on, the Pied Pipers and the Lemmings of the religions of the world.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It always seems to end up in wars, another crazy form of political manipulation of the masses, again, for one reason or another..... by one power block against another, by another vested interest over yet another. I guess this is human nature and all people take part in it either as leaders or (vicarious) followers. But you know, no one has to sign up for this. You can just ignore it and go your own way (except in countries that have zero freedom - I know, I know, there are a lot of people who proclaim that our freedom in America is only an illusion and that we&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;re all manipulated from cradle to grave on every level imaginable and this is, in effect, the same situation that people are in in countries that have no guarantees of freedom or even the slightest illusion of providing it.). Nevertheless even in those places you can ignore the maniacs at least in your own head while giving lip service to those who would kill you for your thoughts. Like in Europe in the dark and middle ages and in the middle east in modern times.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;The unconscious I can understand because it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;s a psychological idea, a concept, not a faith, for which there is at least some evidence and even if the evidence borders on fiction at least the psychologists are not seeking penalties for other peoples&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; disbelief, at least not yet, because they ARE rational people.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;However, maybe if we give them enough time.....&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;Unknowability:&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;is this a word?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Sounds adventurous to me.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Spirituality, the unconscious, mystery, art, even newly developing science all offer peeks into the unknown. And the unknown eventually becomes known through exploration. I suppose even religions began this way but why did they become codified?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;You don&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;t need codes to have a sense of wonder which is the joy of life especially spiritual life.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Maybe it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;s because people speak with words and words (and images), as any Madison Avenue advertising executive will tell you, are there expressly for the purpose of manipulating people for one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;s own ends.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Does this sound like anything you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ve read in the Bible?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19012086-113429434131869811?l=portraitofaseekerofessence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://portraitofaseekerofessence.blogspot.com/feeds/113429434131869811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19012086&amp;postID=113429434131869811&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19012086/posts/default/113429434131869811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19012086/posts/default/113429434131869811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://portraitofaseekerofessence.blogspot.com/2005/12/t36-unconscious-soul-and-unknowability.html' title='T36 - Unconscious, Soul and Unknowability -  C 10'/><author><name>Russ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19012086.post-113429405890189295</id><published>2005-12-11T04:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-08-17T02:34:25.843-04:00</updated><title type='text'>T37 - Belief and Identity - C 10</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Do we need to believe in anything in order to have an identity?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Well, yes, if only in order to believe we have to HAVE an identity. Is it necessary for us to have an identity? Yes and no. No, if we lead a basic, simple life where our choices are obvious and our actions are direct. Yes, if other.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;My life is complicated as hell.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I couldn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;t maintain it without an identity to relate to for rules of order.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Without superimposing order on my life through the principles of my identity it would fall apart and I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;d have to start all over again.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I don&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;t want to start all over again.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;In fact, I don&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;t think I could so it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;s a matter of life and death for me at least in my imagination. Maybe I could start over again, lead a simpler life. I don&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;t know for sure and that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;s why I don&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;t.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;My complicated life is all right.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I have no joy but I have enthusiasms and satisfactions and love. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;That&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;s why I like Gableplunk.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;He lives a life that I dream of: freedom to think about who he is, where he&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;s going, etc.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I have only time for fleeting thoughts on these subjects.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Time is always compressed for me.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I sometimes feel like a piece of meat in a pressure cooker, being acted upon by my own and other peoples&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; expectations.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Of course I never explode, at least not to the detriment of anyone else. When I reach that level I take a vacation which&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; I wouldn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;t have to take if I didn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;t need to maintain my complicated lifestyle.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;s a merry go round but I do it well and it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;s part of my identity, even all of it as some people have told me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So that proves my thesis. Doesn't it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19012086-113429405890189295?l=portraitofaseekerofessence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://portraitofaseekerofessence.blogspot.com/feeds/113429405890189295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19012086&amp;postID=113429405890189295&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19012086/posts/default/113429405890189295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19012086/posts/default/113429405890189295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://portraitofaseekerofessence.blogspot.com/2005/12/t37-belief-and-identity-c-10.html' title='T37 - Belief and Identity - C 10'/><author><name>Russ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19012086.post-113429353458803846</id><published>2005-12-11T04:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-04-11T05:47:57.013-04:00</updated><title type='text'>T38 - Delusions - C 10</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;People delude themselves because it makes them happy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19012086-113429353458803846?l=portraitofaseekerofessence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://portraitofaseekerofessence.blogspot.com/feeds/113429353458803846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19012086&amp;postID=113429353458803846&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19012086/posts/default/113429353458803846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19012086/posts/default/113429353458803846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://portraitofaseekerofessence.blogspot.com/2005/12/t38-delusions-c-10.html' title='T38 - Delusions - C 10'/><author><name>Russ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19012086.post-113429345824162879</id><published>2005-12-11T04:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-07-26T01:56:45.760-04:00</updated><title type='text'>T39 - Paradox - C 10</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="Section1"&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Paradox:&lt;span style=""&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;a statement that seems contrary to common sense and&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;yet is perhaps true.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Etymologically:&lt;span style=""&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;Paradox - 1540 from Latin, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;paradoxum,'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; paradox, statement seeming absurd yet really true; from Greek, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;paradoxon,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; from neut. of adjective &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;paradoxos,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; contrary to expectation, incredible, from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;para-,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; contrary to + &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;doxa,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; opinion.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So, absurd yet true, contrary to expectation, incredible.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So, then, a paradox might be a &lt;u&gt;series&lt;/u&gt; of statements that seem contrary to common sense and yet are true (perhaps)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;.................................................... OR &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;a series of linked or related statements which are absurd together and yet are perhaps true.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;...I believe in all... the river, love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;, etc...&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;AND&lt;span style=""&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;....another word for faith is delusion.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;Gableplunk -&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;belief-delusion is a &lt;u&gt;contradiction&lt;/u&gt;, a series of linked statements which are absurd together and yet are perhaps true.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;Zen&lt;/o:p&gt; isn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;t the only endeavor to focus on a statement which is contrary to common sense but which may be true. In Zen the Koan, an unsolvable riddle, is used as both a generator of impossible-to-bear mental and emotional tension and a metaphor for a state of mind which generates a form of enlightenment through the bursting free from that state of impossible-to-bear tension which is created while trying to solve that riddle. We all deal with Koans every day but they are usually not presented to us in poetic form unless you are one of the people who see life as poetry. They are called quandaries, and cause us states of perplexity, mental disturbance and uncertainty.&lt;span style=""&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;They&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;re usually just complications but sometimes can be problems which are overwhelming or impossible to solve or resolve. You'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ve run across this experience many times in your life. There&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;s a difference between us and Zen adepts, though, and the difference is that we can almost always choose to ignore the problem until it disappears (think of the average person&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;s understanding of serious political problems), or put it off for another day when we&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;re feeling better and for one reason or another it may have a better chance of being dissipated or resolved. A Zen adept can not do this. He is assigned a Koan and must stay with it night and day until he solves the unsolvable riddle.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;You can imagine the incredible tension that this endeavor produces and that is exactly its purpose.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;/div&gt;       &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;Philosophy and spiritual seeking present Koans of sorts because they deal with ultimate questions which really can not be answered. Any Philosopher who tells you that she/he has developed a philosophy which answers ultimate questions is either a con artist or completely deluded..... and there are no shortage of these as we all know. So philosophers and seekers (of wisdom, knowledge, mysticism, whatever...) are always involved in the paradoxes of their efforts, their confrontations with their own senses of the absurdities of asking questions that no one has ever been able to answer, their conclusions that they are absurd themselves and their truths that they need to do it.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Politics also presents us, the public (as well as the practitioners themselves) (have you ever wondered why certain people call themselves &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;practitioners&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; rather than professionals?), with impossible to solve situations.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Sometimes they go away by themselves, sometimes not and it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;s the ones that won'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;t go away that flare up into national and sometimes global conflicts.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;No one is able to solve them.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Politicians are presented with their Koans, local or international situations, and are unable to solve them. The tensions build and build until explosions occur and I don&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;t mean merely explosions of the mind or emotions although these happen also, but literal explosions, ones that cause death and destruction.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Unsolvable. Ridiculous and true.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;Here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;s small quandary which I experienced recently which is a good example of an every day paradox ...... ...... ...... hmmmmm ....... I can&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;t seem to think of one.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Maybe paradoxes, as a friend of mine said, are a matter of scale.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Small matters, every day matters, are filled with dozens if not hundreds of subtleties, gray areas which are open to multiple interpretations.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;This is not the fodder for black &amp;amp; white concepts which are paradoxical. Paradoxes seem to be simplifications in this sense.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;So, right now, I can&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;t come up with a paradox from my daily mundane existence.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Also, paradoxes seem to be dramatic in nature, quite a contrast with the mundane, in a different league. Oh, well. If I think of one I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ll come back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. I thought about it.  Here are some everyday paradoxes that we all run across:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some priests are pedophiles,     and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People watch  TV to dull their minds (people think&lt;br /&gt;they’re watching TV for excitement, drama or&lt;br /&gt;entertainment and don’t realize that it’s turning&lt;br /&gt;them into rabbit heads),  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Babies who revel in poop are being creative, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For traveling, people iron clothes BEFORE putting them&lt;br /&gt;in their suitcases,   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here’s one from the eighteen seventies when the idea of&lt;br /&gt;germs was just being invented: germs cause illness,   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it’s paradoxical that some politicians who use the&lt;br /&gt;rationalization(s) of nationalism to ‘defend’ our way of&lt;br /&gt;life also work against it by implementing&lt;br /&gt;internationalism (or globalism) through their ideas and&lt;br /&gt;votes for globalist political and economic structures.  It’s&lt;br /&gt;contrary to common sense to support both nationalism&lt;br /&gt;and internationalism. Our CEOs are not paradoxical&lt;br /&gt;because they’re primarily in the game for money (and&lt;br /&gt;a good show for stock holders): greed.  A digression,&lt;br /&gt;not a paradox: capitalism is the world’s best system for&lt;br /&gt;productivity ~ as long as you’re not one of the cogs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are paradoxes all around us all the time.  We see&lt;br /&gt;them taking many different forms and operating in&lt;br /&gt;many different areas of our lives.  Can you add to this&lt;br /&gt;list of statements which seem contrary to common&lt;br /&gt;sense and yet are perhaps true?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19012086-113429345824162879?l=portraitofaseekerofessence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://portraitofaseekerofessence.blogspot.com/feeds/113429345824162879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19012086&amp;postID=113429345824162879&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19012086/posts/default/113429345824162879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19012086/posts/default/113429345824162879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://portraitofaseekerofessence.blogspot.com/2005/12/t39-paradox-c-10.html' title='T39 - Paradox - C 10'/><author><name>Russ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19012086.post-113429331449513082</id><published>2005-12-11T04:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-08-04T02:40:44.430-04:00</updated><title type='text'>T40 - Compassion - no particular chapter</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Compassion comes with the development of individuality.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;s only when individuation occurs that self awareness develops along with respect for one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;s own life.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;s within this concurrence of characteristics that compassion arises.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19012086-113429331449513082?l=portraitofaseekerofessence.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://portraitofaseekerofessence.blogspot.com/feeds/113429331449513082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19012086&amp;postID=113429331449513082&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19012086/posts/default/113429331449513082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19012086/posts/default/113429331449513082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://portraitofaseekerofessence.blogspot.com/2005/12/t40-compassion-no-particular-chapter.html' title='T40 - Compassion - no particular chapter'/><author><name>Russ</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
