We’re all a little damaged, aren’t we?

One of the life lessons I think I've always had trouble with was not letting a relationship consume me. Whenever I fell in love with someone, my dreams and aspirations would go on the back-burner. I think life attracts us to similar situations over and over again, like a magnet, until we learn the lesson that we are supposed to learn and grow as a soul. With some of us, the lesson lies in matters of the heart (or perhaps that's the avenue that is best to reach us through), and with others it might be getting along with certain personalities of co-workers and learning what it is that is blocking us from understanding one another.

I've realized that I seem to gravitate toward others who seem to be “damaged” in some way or another. These particular souls attract me over and over again, and I think that it’s my own shadow that I am  projecting onto others in an attempt to alleviate my own damages. (And by Shadow, I mean the archetype in Jungian psychology that represents all that is repressed, denied and undeveloped in our subconscious mind.)  Until I love myself as a complete individual, not needing completion from anyone or anything, I will probably still be attracted to the darkness in others until I fix the darkness in myself.  If I focus on the good in myself and in my life, maybe I will attract people with those qualities into my life instead of encountering doubt, fear and insecurity.

I have a feeling that my soul has been around for a long time, and I have an overwhelming feeling that this time around, I want to get it RIGHT, but maybe there is nothing to get “right”. Perhaps I need to stop dwelling on my old soul and why it is here and relish the fact that I AM young and alive. That my soul is fresh with opportunity, to learn new things, to love other people and to BE HERE NOW.

Souls have no age or gender. Energy cannot be quantified by a number, nor identified by a name. Energy has no timeline… it is eternal. WE are eternal.

I used to believe that everyone has one soul mate--a person whom they are destined to be with--but I have since reconsidered my theories regarding that concept. I think that we have MANY soul mates. Soul mates from past lives, soul mates from future lives, and many souls in this lifetime that teach us important lessons in our present physical lifetime. We may come in contact with these souls over and over again. Every relationship is a soul-growth experience. In our physical existence, with a lifespan of 80 or 90 years if we’re lucky, are we really supposed to confine ourselves to one other soul? Are we SUPPOSED to be monogamous? We certainly aren’t penguins that mate for life. For the same reason pandas don’t mate in captivity and we don’t find our family members sexually desirable, if we spend 10, 20, 30 or more years with a significant other, don’t they just become family and not so desirable anymore? No one wants to die alone and lonely, so is it our fear of death that makes us want to find someone “permanent and stable”?

I think that we should not confine ourselves to one other, but try to love as many people as possible while we are here on this earth. We have the opportunity to learn a life lesson from every experience, and guess what? We’re writing the curriculum. Life does not throw lessons into our lap. We weave our own lessons to be learned through our own choices, and it is also our choice whether or not we actually learn anything from them.

Don’t ever be afraid of falling in love. It is wonderful. Just feel it. Let it flow through you and just let it happen. Even if it doesn’t work out or nothing comes of it, don’t deny yourself the feeling of falling in love. That’s why we are all here, really. To love one another. To love as many other souls as possible.
Love unabashedly.
Love recklessly, even.
It’s the most important thing we can share as human beings. Every time we fall in love, we learn something new about ourselves.

We should stop defining ourselves by our age, what we wear and what we look like. None of that matters. We should just learn how to BE HERE NOW. In the moment. That is all that matters. To feel the warmth of another person’s cheek pressed up against our own. Don’t think about forever. Don’t dwell on the past or spend too much time contemplating the future. The present is so precious. Just be here now.

"I can hardly listen...these people are having multiple orgasms all around us!"

This looks really rather absurd, but this kind of thing is quite possible. The guy with long gray hair who looks like Santa that's making people have instant orgasms is doing something he calls "L.D.F." (long distance fucking). It's kind of similar to "real-time sex". I was reading about astral projection and astral sex a while ago, and I came across this link... (scroll down to the part about real-time sex)
http://www.spiritual.com.au/articles/astral/obe-astral-sex-1.htm

I don't doubt that this sort of thing is possible.  An ex of mine used to be able to make himself have a full-body orgasm at will w/ no stimulation. And I'll be damned if he didn't pull that card whenever I was pissed... he knew how to push my buttons and that always turned me to butter when he'd grab me tight in his arms and do that. Jerk. lol

the rantings of a lunatic on a sunday night...

Dig deeper, my tired friend

Walk the earth alone in those old dirty shoes

Remember lying on your back on hills of green

The dark gray skies above made you feel at home

Alive

The rain falling from the sky

Flowing through your body…

Only you understand

This hypnotic dance with the waves,

Immersed in their velvet embrace

Your tears are pure and beautiful agony

Don't shut the door

Don't bury her

Don't forget who you are

Broken and flawed and ruined -- you

Scratch away the skin

Peer into all of the holes

Don't be afraid to fall

Through the black, tar-covered, viney arms…

The darkness that you see

Is only your creation

You are ONE

So dig deeper, you good old weary soul

Find the fire and don't snuff it out

Don't be afraid to burn

In all your glory, all your rage

All your bruised insides ablaze

Breathe it in and push it out

Open up those wounds

Crack open

The deepest, blackest, most calcified secret truth

Don't lose your way, my dear

I'd hold your hand

But you can't see me

I am the hole in your heart

Denied, forgotten

Where have you gone?

Things you wouldn’t understand...

Things you couldn't understand....
THINGS... you *SHOULDN'T* understand.....

lol!

One of the greatest movies! And Tim Burton's first....I forgot how great this was (and all the innuendos that you only understand as an adult!) haha.


good times


Watch this too...
Pee Wee goes to Sturgis:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AupJgJGOa_s

Have we failed evolution?

We are now faced with a responsibility to be more than what our past generations expected of us. We have the opportunity to move past racism, move past Christianity ruling over everything (and using it as a brand name), to further evolution and change the world. Will we do it? Or will fear hold us back?  Have we failed evolution?

Let me share a few words from the wise Carl Jung (from his book Modern Man in Search of a Soul, published in 1933)...
"Today" stands between "yesterday" and "tomorrow", and forms a link between past and future; it has no other meaning. The present represents a process of transition, and that man may account himself modern who is conscious of it in this sense.
........
Every good quality has its bad side, and nothing that is good can come into the world without directly producing a corresponding evil. This is a painful fact. Now there is the danger that consciousness of the present may lead to an elation based upon illusion: the illusion, namely, that we are the culmination of the history of mankind, the fulfillment and the end-product of countless centuries. If we grant this, we should understand that it is no more than the proud acknowledgement of our destitution: we are also the disappointment of the hopes and expectations of the ages. Think of nearly two thousand years of Christian ideals followed, instead of by the return of the Messiah and the heavenly millennium, by the World War among Christian nations and its barbed-wire and poison-gas. What a catastrophe in heaven and on earth!
In the face of such a picture we may well grow humble again. It is true that modern man is a culmination, but tomorrow he will be surpassed; he is indeed the end-product of an age-old development, but he is at the same time the worst conceivable disappointment of the hopes of humankind. The modern man is aware of this. He has seen how beneficent are science, technology and organization, but also how catastrophic they can be. He has likewise seen that well-meaning governments have so thoroughly paved the way for peace on the principle "in time of peace prepare for war," that Europe has nearly gone to rack and ruin. And as for ideals, the Christian church, the brotherhood of man, international social democracy and the "solidarity" of economic interests have all failed to stand the baptism of fire--the test of reality. Today, fifteen years after the war, we observe once more the same optimism, the same organization, the same political aspirations, the same phrases and catch-words at work. How can we but fear that they will inevitably lead to further catastrophes? Agreements to outlaw war leave us skeptical, even while we wish them all possible success. At bottom, behind every such palliative measure, there is a gnawing doubt. On the whole, I believe I am not exaggerating when I say that modern man has suffered an almost fatal shock, psychologically speaking, and as a result has fallen into profound uncertainty.

Joe Strummer - The Future is Unwritten

"Punk rock means exemplary manners to your fellow human being." –Joe Strummer

I just want to say to everyone… if you have not yet seen The Future Is Unwritten, go out and buy it. Watch it and listen to the words, especially at the very end (It made me cry). Powerfully impacting and inspiring, it is capable of rekindling that spark of excitement and motivation to look forward to the future and speak up about what you believe in. It shows how powerful words can be and how important our voices are. Anyone can make a change, and together, human beings can find strength in one another. The words of one human being to another can mean so much.

Although I may have gotten a bit of a late start on my journey of experiencing The Clash and Joe Strummer, the music and the messages that it encapsulates has really moved me very deeply over the past few months.

If you think that you are insignificant in a world of fire, where everything is burning and you feel there's nothing you can do but sit back and watch the pretty flames--WAKE UP, PEOPLE!!! Embrace your fellow humankind around you. Help your neighbor. Lend them your ear. Get out and just talk to people. Listen. Why don't we treat each other with respect instead of criticism? Instead of hating others or pointing fingers, blaming people for this and that like a bunch of whiners… why don't we just CHANGE things? Why don't we prove just how POWERFUL we can be?

Strummer's last words on the dvd… let's try to always remember this…

"People can change anything they want to,
and that means everything in the world. . . .
. . . It's time to take the humanity back into the centre of the ring, and follow that for a time...
Think on that.
Without people, you're nothing."

Redemption Song

Watermelon in Easter Hay

by Frank Zappa.

I AM that song right now. I am the chords that are being strummed, I am the rhythm, I am.... that music. 
(That voice)
It screams
Anesthetize me! Any way you can.... make sure it lasts, so you can forget. No more anger, no more pain. You can make it all go away... push it all down in a deep, dark, secret place, until the anger subsides. 
(That voice)
It strokes my hair and tells me it's okay to let go. You can go on breathing another day. One day you'll wake up and the pain will be gone. Just rest easy tonight and let your heart break the way it shall.
(That voice) 
It spoke muffled and cracked. But I can hear it again. It's trying so hard to speak to me. It has been for so long. If I come with arms open, it will embrace me. It always will. It always has.

Part of me dies, and there is a rebirth. The child inside me awakens from an ancient slumber.
My heart plays an imaginary guitar solo just for me, and I keep going on.