The Hereafter isn't terrifying and that's why talking to Cadillac Man goes well since I know going into it he's got the maturity to deal with it straight-up. The latest absurdity with the Facebook Nipple Narks couldn't show more clearly there is little maturity to be found elsewhere and thus all the more reason for privacy.
Cadillac Man has Christian beliefs or, as he likes to say it, he's more like a Deist as we saw with the Founding Fathers in which most or all had a belief in God but many had total contempt for the Church. That's a logical situation when church persecution drove the Puritans out of England in the first place.
We haven't talked of him specifically but I suspect he thinks well of Pope Francis because he doesn't spout the tenets of Catholicism much at all but he's highly vocal about the method of love. Amazing how furious people get about that.
Only two know of the precise situation regarding the fork in the road and the path is clear but won't be final for a few hours yet this morning. Neither Cadillac Man nor Yevette bring any loading to the discussion and the only consideration is whether Plan A or B is logical. In the consideration of both, the logic checks and it's not a matter of agreement but rather whether any move makes sense.
The non-classified aspects are three biopsies which tested positive in the last go-round and it takes forever for the damn things to heal which process will complete in time to chop all three of them in a week or so. That situation is painful, annoying and severely sucks but it's necessary because it's a 'clear and present danger' that can be removed with relative ease. Other situations cannot be so easily remedied and those make forks in the road.
Facebook can have some meaning in this as there's been enormous shedding of skin. The Friends list may look excessive at one sixty and change but that's down from thousands. That's hardly a cloistering with the BFFs but it's significant toward sanity. The social network environment is still pervasively depressing largely because so many depressed people are using them and the depressing aspect is seeing them barking up trees at squirrels trying to get a better deal.
There is a crew in those who remain who I know are good people but they keep posting highly-similar stuff each day and all with the implicit drive to change someone. You can't change anyone, you can only inform. If you have been married more than fifteen minutes and plan to stay that way, you already know this. If you don't, you might want to review your plan for staying that way.
That's where the pseudo-emotionalism comes into it because no-one wants to do anything hurtful, well, unless it's to some mean and worthless prick but these are people I do know and I also know people get bent over being dropped on Facebook. Would you kill my dog too?
Well, no, man. The trouble is you're a fumpwuggle (i.e. one who writes and expects people to read it but doesn't read that which others write). You're a benign fumpwuggle but a fumpwuggle nevertheless.
(Ed: there are malignant fumpwuggles?)
Nah, there is just a crew which will post any damn thing just to get a Like. Dude, dude, did you hear ... the Brooklyn Bridge is a gigantic antenna for communicating with alien spaceships from a base in the Bronx from which they plot to invade us all.
Yah, those ones.
One person who really gets it is Vallery Barbin and her name pops up here from time to time because she's not one to post things because they're oh so cute and maybe that boosts my miserable day, hope it boosts your miserable day as well. When she posts pictures of flowers (e.g. Hydrangea), she knows what they are and how to grow them (e.g. acidity of the soil determines whether blooms are blue or pink). When she posts pictures about music or songs, she's often playing and/or singing in them.
But ... really fascinating is her forays into art and I call them 'forays' because she's the Queen of Blues in Second Life so what do you mean she paints?
She does but not in any fixed style and she resembles the Mystery Lady to some extent this way since perhaps the Mystery Lady paints today and perhaps tomorrow she does batik. With Vallery, the painting is a different kind of expressivity as she's experimenting with an ebullience for life in them and these yield a compelling vibrancy.
Sometimes she posts pictures of a painting as it develops and the compelling part isn't so much this technique or that one but rather seeing the evolution of her thoughts inside it.
(Ed: what's this got to do with maturity?)
She has her share of physical trials. She's a bit more open than I have been of late and says this or that happened but there's zero melodrama and then she gets back to music or paint or whatever else intrigues her. This is the maturity we seek as, yah, things suck bad ... but what doesn't. Focus on the part which doesn't and it will still keep making light.
Cadillac Man has Christian beliefs or, as he likes to say it, he's more like a Deist as we saw with the Founding Fathers in which most or all had a belief in God but many had total contempt for the Church. That's a logical situation when church persecution drove the Puritans out of England in the first place.
We haven't talked of him specifically but I suspect he thinks well of Pope Francis because he doesn't spout the tenets of Catholicism much at all but he's highly vocal about the method of love. Amazing how furious people get about that.
Only two know of the precise situation regarding the fork in the road and the path is clear but won't be final for a few hours yet this morning. Neither Cadillac Man nor Yevette bring any loading to the discussion and the only consideration is whether Plan A or B is logical. In the consideration of both, the logic checks and it's not a matter of agreement but rather whether any move makes sense.
The non-classified aspects are three biopsies which tested positive in the last go-round and it takes forever for the damn things to heal which process will complete in time to chop all three of them in a week or so. That situation is painful, annoying and severely sucks but it's necessary because it's a 'clear and present danger' that can be removed with relative ease. Other situations cannot be so easily remedied and those make forks in the road.
Facebook can have some meaning in this as there's been enormous shedding of skin. The Friends list may look excessive at one sixty and change but that's down from thousands. That's hardly a cloistering with the BFFs but it's significant toward sanity. The social network environment is still pervasively depressing largely because so many depressed people are using them and the depressing aspect is seeing them barking up trees at squirrels trying to get a better deal.
There is a crew in those who remain who I know are good people but they keep posting highly-similar stuff each day and all with the implicit drive to change someone. You can't change anyone, you can only inform. If you have been married more than fifteen minutes and plan to stay that way, you already know this. If you don't, you might want to review your plan for staying that way.
That's where the pseudo-emotionalism comes into it because no-one wants to do anything hurtful, well, unless it's to some mean and worthless prick but these are people I do know and I also know people get bent over being dropped on Facebook. Would you kill my dog too?
Well, no, man. The trouble is you're a fumpwuggle (i.e. one who writes and expects people to read it but doesn't read that which others write). You're a benign fumpwuggle but a fumpwuggle nevertheless.
(Ed: there are malignant fumpwuggles?)
Nah, there is just a crew which will post any damn thing just to get a Like. Dude, dude, did you hear ... the Brooklyn Bridge is a gigantic antenna for communicating with alien spaceships from a base in the Bronx from which they plot to invade us all.
Yah, those ones.
One person who really gets it is Vallery Barbin and her name pops up here from time to time because she's not one to post things because they're oh so cute and maybe that boosts my miserable day, hope it boosts your miserable day as well. When she posts pictures of flowers (e.g. Hydrangea), she knows what they are and how to grow them (e.g. acidity of the soil determines whether blooms are blue or pink). When she posts pictures about music or songs, she's often playing and/or singing in them.
But ... really fascinating is her forays into art and I call them 'forays' because she's the Queen of Blues in Second Life so what do you mean she paints?
She does but not in any fixed style and she resembles the Mystery Lady to some extent this way since perhaps the Mystery Lady paints today and perhaps tomorrow she does batik. With Vallery, the painting is a different kind of expressivity as she's experimenting with an ebullience for life in them and these yield a compelling vibrancy.
Sometimes she posts pictures of a painting as it develops and the compelling part isn't so much this technique or that one but rather seeing the evolution of her thoughts inside it.
(Ed: what's this got to do with maturity?)
She has her share of physical trials. She's a bit more open than I have been of late and says this or that happened but there's zero melodrama and then she gets back to music or paint or whatever else intrigues her. This is the maturity we seek as, yah, things suck bad ... but what doesn't. Focus on the part which doesn't and it will still keep making light.
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