Sunday, August 23, 2009
Wednesday, August 19, 2009
TRUST BABIES
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Trust me, baby.Don't 'trust baby' ME!
I _don't _trust _me, _either.
What about 'Trust me, I'm a doctor?'
What?? You don't trust me??? Baby, c'mon.
Oh baby, you doctored the Trust for the Common...
Monday, August 17, 2009
Sayings / Savings
Removing a small 'hook' from one will give you the other.
The nonaware customer is, sadly, an easy target.
Blase Goodwill is the master of nonawareness, living a cloistered lifestyle.
Abraham Lincoln purportedly said that:
It was better to yield the road to a dog than to be bitten by him contesting the right.
Even killing the dog would not cure the bite.
Abe was extremely smart...and VERY aware.
The nonaware customer is, sadly, an easy target.
Blase Goodwill is the master of nonawareness, living a cloistered lifestyle.
Abraham Lincoln purportedly said that:
It was better to yield the road to a dog than to be bitten by him contesting the right.
Even killing the dog would not cure the bite.
Abe was extremely smart...and VERY aware.
PIPSQUEAK aka dysfunctional family
Someone, placed in a "box" and given characteristics and motives by another person who presumes knowledge of such things, may not belong in that box. Who is doing this labeling and why? Imagine it...if YOU were the boxee.
Yours is the only court in the land which has no testimony, no cross-examination, just the accusers conferring a' home and agreeing on the sentence: guilty. Great example for the budding jurist.
How DARE you?
Who are you, pipsqueak, who never ever supported yourself, paid your rent or meals from money you earned, never saved for the house in which you live, never paid for your lavish meals, hotel stays or travel out of earned funds? Who are you to look down your nose at the thrift of those who live on their own earnings?
Your treasured place in 'society' at your special country clubs is bought with money GIVEN to you/your spouse by ancestors and specifically, most recently by the man who planned the estate with his wife without taking any of that money for himself, knowing he had and would continue to support himself, but not knowing he would endure ridicule of his thrift and the silly accusation wanting a 'free place to stay.' Who BOUGHT your house, pipsqueak? Tina Turner has a word for you: R-E-S-P-E-C-T. Try to say it, hear it, learn it. Try it. Wish you could earn it. Somewhere you missed it earlier.
Are you so weak and small that you amass a preemptive strike? Is it inadequacy feelings? You need this scapegoat, however cruel the effect. Is it to feel complete and justified in your lifestyle? If you can denigrate accomplishment as insignificant and elaborate other purported sins as enormous, the total package is damaged. Throw that box away. Then you don't have to look at it. You are used to just buying a new one, whatever item. Waste is not a word you ever consider. Evidently even with a person.
"Have a Happy Thanksgiving." You could say this after sending us away, and really believe you were genuine. Astounding accomplishment of cold fusion. Until this happened, science had disproven its existence. Holeheart was a correct label in more ways than one, after all.
It is not easy to find someone who loves you. Love is beyond what comes from your friends and neighbors. Love is there 24 hr/day, hail, sleet, or snow. You had it. You had it in spades and discarded it as worthless. You make your choices like everyone else. You say you have a wonderful life. If so, why would you do such a thing to a valid human being instead of investigating the judgment, even refuting attempts brought to your attention to discuss possible errors. I am sorry for you. You sadly have another agenda, probably hidden even from your own surface awareness and you choose to follow it, whatever the consequence. For you there are no 'consequences.'
After all the real consequences you have had (maybe because they were more painless due to your fortune and to others' intervention on your behalf) you claim not to believe in such things. These are dirty words, not to be spoken in polite company and certainly never ever passed on to children. Let them grow up in consequence-free delusion. You claim 'consequences' are beneath someone such as yourself, you, a high-minded and principled individual who just likes to eat cake.
You and Marie. Lovely couple.
Here's the deal, Pipsqueak. You blew it. You had me and you dumped me.
It's a trust thing.
You don't trust me. You don't believe me. I now know that. I don't understand it but it has been said several times, several ways. There may be no way back. This mistrust is incompatible with love and caring.
I don't know if I can be in a relationship while being considered malevolent; being thought of as having bad intent; being a deliberate troublemaker. Uncharted territory for me with a totally opposite life experience. I think it may be here that the purported (your imaginary) 'bad guy' exits, Stage Left.
My entire life is based on learning, on diagnosing issues in multiple arenas, and on helping people, both medically and with many other things; all of this with integrity and respect in both directions. I understand you have your reasons for your disparaging feelings so I am sure you will understand the equally compelling reasons I would have for not wanting to be subjected to such a negative, judgmental, and arbitrary experience, one you both close off to our attempts at discussion with a determination that can be seen as defensive. It is certainly not the mark of a future thoughtful explorer of truth and justice.
You seem not to like the person you think I am. Maybe you could investigate, ask questions and such, to see who I really am. You really don't know much about me beyond family visits. I know there are things you believe which just are not the reality; I know equally significant is the adage of child-rearing: "Just because it didn't happen doesn't mean it isn't 'real'." Only you can choose your course. At the least there should be some acceptable guidelines for interaction. One should not have to resort to insults or unjustified character maligning in order to achieve an interaction. There are equally compelling and better ways. Unless you were always acting, there had seemed to be an enjoyable relationship. That could be recoverable.
Anyway, you should have seen all the wonderful things I wrote about you BEFORE all of this. Yes it is on record. Somewhere in cyberspace, year(s) ago, in a letter to Dr. M.
Yours is the only court in the land which has no testimony, no cross-examination, just the accusers conferring a' home and agreeing on the sentence: guilty. Great example for the budding jurist.
How DARE you?
Who are you, pipsqueak, who never ever supported yourself, paid your rent or meals from money you earned, never saved for the house in which you live, never paid for your lavish meals, hotel stays or travel out of earned funds? Who are you to look down your nose at the thrift of those who live on their own earnings?
Your treasured place in 'society' at your special country clubs is bought with money GIVEN to you/your spouse by ancestors and specifically, most recently by the man who planned the estate with his wife without taking any of that money for himself, knowing he had and would continue to support himself, but not knowing he would endure ridicule of his thrift and the silly accusation wanting a 'free place to stay.' Who BOUGHT your house, pipsqueak? Tina Turner has a word for you: R-E-S-P-E-C-T. Try to say it, hear it, learn it. Try it. Wish you could earn it. Somewhere you missed it earlier.
Are you so weak and small that you amass a preemptive strike? Is it inadequacy feelings? You need this scapegoat, however cruel the effect. Is it to feel complete and justified in your lifestyle? If you can denigrate accomplishment as insignificant and elaborate other purported sins as enormous, the total package is damaged. Throw that box away. Then you don't have to look at it. You are used to just buying a new one, whatever item. Waste is not a word you ever consider. Evidently even with a person.
"Have a Happy Thanksgiving." You could say this after sending us away, and really believe you were genuine. Astounding accomplishment of cold fusion. Until this happened, science had disproven its existence. Holeheart was a correct label in more ways than one, after all.
It is not easy to find someone who loves you. Love is beyond what comes from your friends and neighbors. Love is there 24 hr/day, hail, sleet, or snow. You had it. You had it in spades and discarded it as worthless. You make your choices like everyone else. You say you have a wonderful life. If so, why would you do such a thing to a valid human being instead of investigating the judgment, even refuting attempts brought to your attention to discuss possible errors. I am sorry for you. You sadly have another agenda, probably hidden even from your own surface awareness and you choose to follow it, whatever the consequence. For you there are no 'consequences.'
After all the real consequences you have had (maybe because they were more painless due to your fortune and to others' intervention on your behalf) you claim not to believe in such things. These are dirty words, not to be spoken in polite company and certainly never ever passed on to children. Let them grow up in consequence-free delusion. You claim 'consequences' are beneath someone such as yourself, you, a high-minded and principled individual who just likes to eat cake.
You and Marie. Lovely couple.
Here's the deal, Pipsqueak. You blew it. You had me and you dumped me.
It's a trust thing.
You don't trust me. You don't believe me. I now know that. I don't understand it but it has been said several times, several ways. There may be no way back. This mistrust is incompatible with love and caring.
I don't know if I can be in a relationship while being considered malevolent; being thought of as having bad intent; being a deliberate troublemaker. Uncharted territory for me with a totally opposite life experience. I think it may be here that the purported (your imaginary) 'bad guy' exits, Stage Left.
My entire life is based on learning, on diagnosing issues in multiple arenas, and on helping people, both medically and with many other things; all of this with integrity and respect in both directions. I understand you have your reasons for your disparaging feelings so I am sure you will understand the equally compelling reasons I would have for not wanting to be subjected to such a negative, judgmental, and arbitrary experience, one you both close off to our attempts at discussion with a determination that can be seen as defensive. It is certainly not the mark of a future thoughtful explorer of truth and justice.
You seem not to like the person you think I am. Maybe you could investigate, ask questions and such, to see who I really am. You really don't know much about me beyond family visits. I know there are things you believe which just are not the reality; I know equally significant is the adage of child-rearing: "Just because it didn't happen doesn't mean it isn't 'real'." Only you can choose your course. At the least there should be some acceptable guidelines for interaction. One should not have to resort to insults or unjustified character maligning in order to achieve an interaction. There are equally compelling and better ways. Unless you were always acting, there had seemed to be an enjoyable relationship. That could be recoverable.
Anyway, you should have seen all the wonderful things I wrote about you BEFORE all of this. Yes it is on record. Somewhere in cyberspace, year(s) ago, in a letter to Dr. M.
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