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    The Emotions of Change

    "The Wheel of Life is the medieval model of change. It describes the emotions of change. In the Middle Ages when many people were illiterate teaching took place through images or pictures. The Wheel of Life was often carved in the stone walls of cathedrals. People seeing the image received instruction about the change process. What was the lesson?

    At the top of the wheel is a well-dressed, smiling, kingly or queenly person. This person is in the position of Happiness. Things are normal and going well. The wheel turns with a clockwise movement. Change has occurred. The same person is now upside down and falling through space with a look of distress. This is the position of Loss. The wheel continues its movement and at the bottom of the wheel the individual is now nude and is being pulled along through the muck and mire of life. This is the position of Suffering. The wheel turns and the person, who is again clothed, rises up to the position of Hope. There is hopeful anticipation of once again reaching the position of happiness. The wheel's lesson is that there are only four positions in life: happy, loss, suffering, and hope. We are always in one of these positions.

    Happy is where everything seems normal. Happy is where we all want to be. What we are doing is succeeding. There is a routine that works. We are comfortable.

    Loss is where the happiness of routine begins to fall apart. A variety of events have signaled change and we are being challenged to let go of the routine that worked. When loss comes we want to return to our lost happiness as quickly as possible. We want to regain our equilibrium by making the wheel go in reverse. The wheel, however, only moves forward with a clockwise motion. To regain happiness we must follow the wheel into suffering.

    Suffering is at the bottom of the wheel. Suffering is the phase of transition. The Latin root word for suffering means to "experience or allow." So, to suffer means that we go through and fully experience our loss as we make and then implement our plans for a return to normal. This is a process that we cannot short circuit and still achieve our goal. We cannot go over, under, or around the transition phase. We must go through it with the hard work of planning, implementing, and revising. This is often unpleasant and there is true suffering (tension, stress, anxiety, worry, frustration, anger, conflict, sadness). It is out of suffering (experiencing) that hope arises.

    Hope comes when our plan is working and progress can be seen. We begin to feel competent. Our goal comes into view and we have a vision of a return to the happiness of normalcy.

    The normalcy that we see will not be the same as the "old" normal. Through an effective process of change we return to balance but it is a new and different balance. Happiness is found in a new state of equilibrium.

    Once returned to normal we look ahead and get that uneasy sense that, "Something’s Up?" The winds of change continue to blow. The wheel always turns. Our happiness, normalcy, is not a permanent state. More change is coming and the journey around the wheel into loss, suffering, and hope begins again.

    Whenever change enters our life we experience the emotions of change. As we sense that loss is coming there is anxiety, apprehension, and worry. When loss arrives we feel sad, angry, irritated, and frustrated. Grieving needs to be done. With the experience of suffering through change may come stress, depression, burnout, helplessness, or even hopelessness. Eventually, hope brings a renewed energy, optimism, and enthusiasm and happiness brings a sense of satisfaction and contentment.

    The Wheel of Life teaches that we cannot get happy and stay happy. Change always comes. Change brings growth. The emotions of change are expected and normal. They cannot be avoided. Looking for and accepting them in yourself and others helps work through the process of change.

    Where are you on the Wheel of Life?"

    The Wheel always turns.


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    A letter from Vincent to his brother

    "Dear Theo,

    Now I must trouble you with certain abstract matters, hoping that you will listen to them patiently. I am a man of passions, capable of and given to doing more or less outrageous things for which I sometimes feel a little sorry. Every so often I say or do something too hastily, when it would have been better to have shown a little more patience. Other people also act rashly at times, I think.

    This being the case, what can be done about it? Should I consider myself a dangerous person, unfit for anything? I think not. Rather, every means should be tried to put these very passions to good effect.

    To mention just one by way of an example, I have a more or less irresistible passion for books and the constant need to improve my mind, to study if you like, just as I have a need to eat bread. You will understand that. When I lived in other surroundings, surroundings full of pictures and works of art, I conceived a violent, almost fanatical passion for those surroundings, as you know. And I do not regret that, and even now, far from home, I often feel homesick for the land of pictures.

    Well, today I am no longer in those surroundings, yet they say that what is known as the soul never dies but lives on for ever, continuing to seek for ever and again.

    So instead of succumbing to my homesickness I told myself: your land, your fatherland, is all around. So instead of giving in to despair I chose active melancholy, in so far as I was capable of activity, in other words I chose the kind of melancholy that hopes, that strives and that seeks, in preference to the melancholy that despairs numbly and in distress.

    What is true is that I have at times earned my own crust of bread, and at other times a friend has given it to me out of the goodness of his heart. I have lived whatever way I could, for better or for worse, taking things just as they came. It is true that I have forfeited the trust of various people, it is true that my financial affairs are in a sorry state, it is true that the future looks rather bleak, it is true that I might have done better, it is true that I have wasted time when it comes to earning a living, it is true that my studies are in a fairly lamentable and appalling state, and that my needs are greater, infinitely greater than my resources. But does that mean going downhill and doing nothing?

    And I must continue to follow the path I take now. If I do nothing, if I study nothing, if I cease searching, then, woe is me, I am lost. That is how I look at it - keep going, keep going come what may.

    But what is your final goal, you may ask. That goal will become clearer, will emerge slowly but surely, much as the rough draught turns into a sketch, and the sketch into a painting through the serious work done on it, through the elaboration of the original vague idea and through the consolidation of the first fleeting and passing thought.

    You should know that it is the same with evangelists as it is with artists. There is an old academic school, often odious and tyrannical, the `abomination of desolation', in short, men who dress, as it were, in a suit of steel armour, a cuirass, of prejudice and convention. When they are in charge, it is they who hand out the jobs and try, with much red tape, to keep them for their proteges and to exclude the man with an open mind.

    Their God is like the God of Shakespeare's drunken Falstaff, “the inside of a church.” Indeed, by a strange coincidence, some evangelical (?) gentlemen have the same view of matters spiritual as that drunkard (which might surprise them somewhat were they capable of human emotion). But there is little fear that their blindness will ever turn into insight.

    Now, if you can forgive someone for immersing himself in pictures, perhaps you will also grant that the love of books is as sacred as that of Rembrandt, indeed, I believe that the two complement each other.

    I very much admire the portrait of a man by Fabritius that we stood looking at for a long time in the gallery in Haarlem one day when we took another walk together. Admittedly, I am as fond of Dickens's `Richard Cartone' [Sydney Carton] in his Paris & Londres in 1793 [A Tale of Two Cities], and I could point to other particularly gripping characters in other books with a more or less striking resemblance. And I think that Kent, a character in Shakespeare's “King Lear,” is as noble and distinguished a man as that figure by Th. de Keyser, though Kent and King Lear are reputed to have lived much earlier.

    Let me stop there, but my God, how beautiful Shakespeare is, who else is as mysterious as he is; his language and method are like a brush trembling with excitement and ecstasy. But one must learn to read, just as one must learn to see and learn to live.

    So please don't think that I am renouncing anything, I am reasonably faithful in my unfaithfulness and though I have changed, I am the same, and what preys on my mind is simply this one question: what am I good for, could I not be of service or use in some way, how can I become more knowledgeable and study some subject or other in depth? That is what keeps preying on my mind, you see, and then one feels imprisoned by poverty, barred from taking part in this or that project and all sorts of necessities are out of one's reach. As a result one cannot rid oneself of melancholy, one feels emptiness where there might have been friendship and sublime and genuine affection, and one feels dreadful disappointment gnawing at one's spiritual energy, fate seems to stand in the way of affection or one feels a wave of disgust welling up inside. And then one says “How long, my God!”

    Well, that's how it is, can you tell what goes on within by looking at what happens without? There may be a great fire in our soul, but no one ever comes to warm himself by it, all that passers-by can see is a little smoke coming out of the chimney, and they walk on.

    All right, then, what is to be done, should one tend that inward fire, turn to oneself for strength, wait patiently - yet with how much impatience! - wait, I say, for the moment when someone who wants to comes and sits down beside one's fire and perhaps stays on? Let him who believes in God await the moment that will sooner or later arrive.

    In the same way I think that everything that is really good and beautiful, the inner, moral, spiritual and sublime beauty in men and their works, comes from God, and everything that is bad and evil in the works of men and in men is not from God, and God does not approve of it.

    But I cannot help thinking that the best way of knowing God is to love many things. Love this friend, this person, this thing, whatever you like, and you will be on the right road to understanding Him better, that is what I keep telling myself. But you must love with a sublime, genuine, profound sympathy, with devotion, with intelligence, and you must try all the time to understand Him more, better and yet more. That will lead to God, that will lead to an unshakeable faith.

    Try to grasp the essence of what the great artists, the serious masters, say in their masterpieces, and you will again find God in them. One man has written or said it in a book, another in a painting. Just read the Bible and the Gospel, that will start you thinking, thinking about many things, thinking about everything, well then, think about many things, think about everything, that will lift your thoughts above the humdrum despite yourself. We know how to read, so let us read!

    A caged bird in spring knows perfectly well that there is some way in which he should be able to serve. He is well aware that there is something to be done, but he is unable to do it. What is it? He cannot quite remember, but then he gets a vague inkling and he says to himself, “The others are building their nests and hatching their young and bringing them up,” and then he bangs his head against the bars of the cage. But the cage does not give way and the bird is maddened by pain. “What a idler,” says another bird passing by - what an idler. Yet the prisoner lives and does not die. There are no outward signs of what is going on inside him; he is doing well, he is quite cheerful in the sunshine.

    But then the season of the great migration arrives, an attack of melancholy. He has everything he needs, say the children who tend him in his cage - but he looks out, at the heavy thundery sky, and in his heart of hearts he rebels against his fate. I am caged, I am caged and you say I need nothing, you idiots! I have everything I need, indeed! Oh! please give me the freedom to be a bird like other birds!

    A kind of idler of a person resembles that kind of idler of a bird. And people are often unable to do anything, imprisoned as they are in I don't know what kind of terrible, terrible, oh such terrible cage.

    I do know that there is a release, the belated release. A justly or unjustly ruined reputation, poverty, disastrous circumstances, misfortune, they all turn you into a prisoner. You cannot always tell what keeps you confined, what immures you, what seems to bury you, and yet you can feel those elusive bars, railings, walls. Is all this illusion, imagination? I don't think so. And then one asks: My God! will it be for long, will it be for ever, will it be for eternity?

    Do you know what makes the prison disappear? Every deep, genuine affection. Being friends, being brothers, loving, that is what opens the prison, with supreme power, by some magic force. Without these one stays dead. But whenever affection is revived, there life revives. Moreover, the prison is sometimes called prejudice, misunderstanding, fatal ignorance of one thing or another, suspicion, false modesty.

    If only we try to live sincerely, it will go well with us, even though we are certain to experience real sorrow, and great disappointments, and also will probably commit great faults and do wrong things, but it certainly is true, that it is better to be high-spirited, even though one makes more mistakes, than to be narrow-minded and all too prudent. It is good to love many things, for therein lies the true strength, and whosoever loves much performs much, and can accomplish much, and what is done in love, is well done.

    What am I in the eyes of most people? A nonentity, an eccentric, or an unpleasant person — somebody who has no position in society and will never have; in short, the lowest of the low. All right, then — even if that were absolutely true, then I should one day like to show by my work what such an eccentric, such a nobody, has in his heart. That is my ambition, based less on resentment than on love in spite of everything, based more on a feeling of serenity than on passion.

    Though I am often in the depths of misery, there is still calmness, pure harmony and music inside me. I see paintings or drawings in the poorest cottages, in the dirtiest corners. And my mind is driven towards these things with an irresistible momentum… Poetry surrounds us everywhere, but putting it on paper is, alas, not so easy as looking at it. I dream my painting, and then I paint my dream.

    That God of the clergymen, He is for me as dead as a doornail. But am I an atheist for all that? The clergymen consider me as such — be it so; but I love, and how could I feel love if I did not live, and if others did not live, and then, if we live, there is something mysterious in that. Now call that God, or human nature or whatever you like, but there is something which I cannot define systematically, though it is very much alive and very real, and see, that is God, or as good as God.

    To believe in God for me is to feel that there is a God, not a dead one, or a stuffed one, but a living one… When I have a terrible need of — shall I say the word — religion. Then I go out and paint the stars."

    ~ Yours, Vincent



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    I wonder if Van Goghs depression was of the sort that is experienced as a pandemic today.

    We are programmed to be depressed and angry in this day and age and, one no one ever mentions it, but everyone experiences, repressed grief. A lot of repressed emotions are obviously not made known to us consciously but are probably felt in the body. Repressed anger being depression, sometimes with a healthy dollop of repressed grief. All the fear porn we are exposed to takes it toll eventually . Fear has a way of transforming itself into even unhealthier emotions.

    Depression and anger are normal and even healthy emotions that serve a purpose. But if you are ever depressed one automatically feels as if something is wrong with them. Because society tells us it's a condition, a disease that its not normal. It may even be a indicator into our lack of character.

    It is normal. Not to be confused with a chemical imbalance which is also easily correctable. So they struggle against the depression and the depression struggles back, usually wins, and takes roost settling in for a long time merely because what we resist will persist. So don't resist it.

    Oh and we must never be angry. NO matter how righteous or right you are to be angry someone, and usually a lot of them are going to curse you with that universal no no curse. "You are an angry person!".

    As if in the whole scope of human experience and condition being angry is the worst thing that could happen. Blame new age programming, blame clever manipulators who benefit from no anger zones, so they can get away with their manipulation guilt free and unchecked by their victim's anger. Make anger a crime, make it a relative of hate, and predators can get away with everything. This stricture against anger is so strong that it can even override one's survival instincts making people hesitate to defend themselves if attacked, so strong is the programming against anger. People will feel guilty for defending themselves, they have screwed us up that badly with this allegedly 'liberal' programming. Nothing liberal about it, except it's a smear campaign liberally smearing everyone. Who came up with the term micro aggression? Oh my. Thats less interesting than the person who feels a teeny tiny bit of aggression so deeply its like a spear in their side and they need laws, and safe spaces to protect them because someone got exasperated or said something they didn't like.

    So the solution is...when depression sets in, let it. Don't put a story or a narrative to it, like "I'm depressed because my wife left me, the dog left and now my pickup truck is leaving me. " Just sit with it and feel it. You'd be surprised how fast depression lifts when we don't try to treat it, narrate it, and just feel it. It's a feeling that is meant to be felt, when you are feeling it its trying to release but we keep squelching it back down. With the precautionary warning that depression is a highly addictive emotion and if one is tempted to put a story to it, or find a way to rationalize and excuse it, then they are addicted. People unconsciously look for ways to be depressed. Vs just sitting there and feeling it without thought. Highly advised to be out in nature with one's root energy field attached firmly to earth and being grounded as one does this. It goes that much faster.

    Same with anger. Let yourself be angry. When I get angry I am the first person to have a dozen people who would typically take no notice of me at all start squealing and pointing fingers at me--"Oooooooo. You're angry!" like I am child molester or a rapist priest.

    "You are an angry person!" As if that is worthy of a Nuremburg trial. WTF is the deal with this censorship about being angry?

    Anger serves a lot towards keeping predators at bay. It's sort of like a gun and everyone wants it banned for the same reason they want guns banned.

    Almost all the finger pointers and probably 80 percent of the population can't tell the deference between annoyance, exasperation, anger and rage. Every little thing that makes you grit your teeth is all treated like you are in a Hulk rage. And someone is telling you should feel and what not to feel and what you are feeling .

    Actually I'm not an angry person. I am a person who periodically experiences a totally healthy and normal human emotion and when I do I may not even sound angry but say real loudly "THAT, what you are doing, is REALLY pissing me off."


    Then with that said, everything is fine. I got it off my chest.


    Or I say " That makes me FEEL angry. " I might not even sound angry but I am sure as hell getting the anger out of me because it turns into depression or a dis ease. I am NOT t lying in a terminal ward because everyone has been conditioned to be afraid of their feelings. Or mine. There's even newly emergent information coming about not just about what repressed emotions do for our health but our longevity. That we just succumb to all the hurts, angers, slights, grievances and just die because we have become too dissociated from life to actually live. The very far edge of human endurance is around 100 years ago. And its interesting to me when they interview these old women who live to be a 106 they say attribute their longevity to never going to bed angry, having a glass of whiskey and couple of cigarettes a day (alcohol and smoking are coping mechanisms and if they don't become a crutch are neato little tools to process emotions and de stress.)

    Basically repressed emotions cause stress, stress causes adverse chemical reactions in the body, produces stress chemicals, stress chemicals damage genes, damaged genes produce faulty proteins and we get diseased and live shorter lives.

    Think about that the next time you have to bite your tongue. Don't.

    I never say that I am mad or angry because that is not what I want to become. I say what I am feeling. I am not my feelings or my thoughts. Nor do confuse my thinking with my feeling. Oh no people don't like it.

    The program says: We all need to be totally understanding and all inclusive ....BUT when they have a emotional breakdown because they don't curate their emotions daily and it all accumulates into a rage storm. But emotions are now those things that no longer is a two way street.

    And if that is not bad enough I have people who are angry because I'm not angry enough. But if I were to get angry then they would get unsettled and play victim and start crying because I was experiencing the anger they insisted I should be experiencing. Crazy making shit.

    And then repressed grief. Same thing. Let yourself feel it. No it doesn't feel good, depression doesn't feel good but if you just sit with it, sit with your body for a few minutes it is way better than illness, pills and lifetime health and emotional problems. Anger at least is an active emotion that feels good if you vent it a bit, but depression, guilt and repressed guilt is like an intense low pressure system moving SLOWLY through the body. It hurts, physically. Emotions are energy so it physically hurts to express trapped emotions but that hurt is nothing compared to the relief of the release and the person you are meant to be leaks through afterwards.

    So basically I'm all about saying " Yes I am experiencing anger. No I AM NOT anger, itself. " It's not the devil, not an evil entity and its not who I am as a person, it's something that happens and is released like, excuse the expression, flatulence, and I'm not afraid of it but clearly lots of people are. People's rages are scary, people's anger is not. Be if we are so sensitive we can not know the difference it why are we even judging in the first place?

    And that is another cause for examination. Instead of getting down on people for expressing anger (instead of sucking it up and getting cancer or something) examine why their anger makes one's own self feel so unsettled and disturbed.



    And weirdly NOT repressing emotions--even anger-- makes you a whole lot empathetic and understanding and patient with people. This is not to say that we shouldn't have filters, but if you find yourself having to bite your lip, and its really just inappropriate to be angry (like at a funeral etc) make sure you get that shit out before you go to bed at night.


    Don't get me started on self deprecation or false modesty. We do that shit to make other people feel better while we are damaging and minimizing our interaction with the universe. Life wants to love us, it wants us to love us. If we love us we can love everyone. Pretending you are less than what you to appease fragile egos is not doing anyone on the planet any favors. I do my best for others when I am happy to know I am on top of my own game and being grateful for it.

    I was helping out the other day working with some annoying ass people. (Who waits to til the last day of a holiday weekend to shope for a holiday dinner?). Instead of focusing how annoying they were I just kept a good feeling to it, like I was serving them of some vital importance. it wasn't. It was important to them not me. Most of this was looking for stuff they were unable to locate. Instead of going into a negative frustrated thinking pattern I kept the good will up and was constantly on my game and spot on in helping them. Yes that might make appear to be an expert at what I was doing and a fragile ego would object to how "I knew everything and thought I was better than everyone else " (and I did if you really stop and think about it) but in being better than everyone else I was actually able to help the same people much better than dragging around with a false modesty which is really sort of depressing on its own.

    Being depressed now and again means that when the rubber hits the road the depressing shit stops happening.

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    Quote Originally posted by Diabolical Boids View Post
    I was helping out the other day working with some annoying ass people. (Who waits to til the last day of a holiday weekend to shope for a holiday dinner?). Instead of focusing how annoying they were I just kept a good feeling to it, like I was serving them of some vital importance. it wasn't. It was important to them not me. Most of this was looking for stuff they were unable to locate. Instead of going into a negative frustrated thinking pattern I kept the good will up and was constantly on my game and spot on in helping them. Yes that might make appear to be an expert at what I was doing and a fragile ego would object to how "I knew everything and thought I was better than everyone else " (and I did if you really stop and think about it) but in being better than everyone else I was actually able to help the same people much better than dragging around with a false modesty which is really sort of depressing on its own.

    Being depressed now and again means that when the rubber hits the road the depressing shit stops happening.
    yeah, when I threaten to kill someone, I'm happy enough. It's their fuckin' fault if they can't get past it. But seriously you are right about how trying to force things out of oneself is just a one way trip to failure. Depression depresses me. Anxiety makes me anxious, Anxiety causes depression, depression causes anxiety...just me give me drugs and I'm good to go.
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    Quote Originally posted by Chuckie View Post
    yeah, when I threaten to kill someone, I'm happy enough. It's their fuckin' fault if they can't get past it. But seriously you are right about how trying to force things out of oneself is just a one way trip to failure. Depression depresses me. Anxiety makes me anxious, Anxiety causes depression, depression causes anxiety...just me give me drugs and I'm good to go.
    Pretty much that's an addiction to not good emotions.

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    Quote Originally posted by Diabolical Boids View Post
    Pretty much that's an addiction to not good emotions.
    Hey, guess what, I might agree with you on one...they can be addictive, especially if one has an addictive brain. But at the same time it can be very much a safety valve and the release/relief can be quite satisfying if not stymied by an expert manipulator...it is then that the addictive aspect of it kicks in and it can cause an elevation to the next level...bad...very bad.
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    Quote Originally posted by Chuckie View Post
    Hey, guess what, I might agree with you on one...they can be addictive, especially if one has an addictive brain. But at the same time it can be very much a safety valve and the release/relief can be quite satisfying if not stymied by an expert manipulator...it is then that the addictive aspect of it kicks in and it can cause an elevation to the next level...bad...very bad.
    Of course. Drinking to excess is a release and relief valve and that's how we justify our addictions and our behaviors. The body, the animal part of ourselves is in control, not the mind, or spirit.

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    All manner of addictions...behavioral can be more my style, it runs deeper than an addiction to a substance. I can overpower those through the desire to be 'better'. I've been through periods where I wondered if 'I' was driving me or my 'brain' was in the driver seat. It is hard to differentiate between the two but I think it is my brain, but awareness brings the brain (neurological and subconscious) drives to the conscious forefront. But the problems can still manifest.
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    Quote Originally posted by Chuckie View Post
    All manner of addictions...behavioral can be more my style, it runs deeper than an addiction to a substance. I can overpower those through the desire to be 'better'. I've been through periods where I wondered if 'I' was driving me or my 'brain' was in the driver seat. It is hard to differentiate between the two but I think it is my brain, but awareness brings the brain (neurological and subconscious) drives to the conscious forefront. But the problems can still manifest.
    The brain is the body.

    And as for the rest...*That's is your choice. Happiness is ultimately a choice. So is living in unhappiness. It's not Trump's fault or Biden's fault or a faceless army of abusers. It's ultimately up to us to make the decision to be happy and do what it takes mind body and spirit to accomplish that. Justifications for being unhappy are still not happiness.

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    Quote Originally posted by Diabolical Boids View Post
    The brain is the body.

    And as for the rest...*That's is your choice. Happiness is ultimately a choice. So is living in unhappiness. It's not Trump's fault or Biden's fault or a faceless army of abusers. It's ultimately up to us to make the decision to be happy and do what it takes mind body and spirit to accomplish that. Justifications for being unhappy are still not happiness.
    I can say in full honesty that life really sucks right now but I'm happy anyway. In the very end there is nothing to worry about.

    On the other hand, everyone should worry about Trump...He is leading the U.S. down the road to complete depravity.

    And he has plenty of international fellow travelers to join him.
    “El revolucionario: te meteré la bota en el culo"

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    Quote Originally posted by Chuckie View Post
    I can say in full honesty that life really sucks right now but I'm happy anyway. In the very end there is nothing to worry about.

    On the other hand, everyone should worry about Trump...He is leading the U.S. down the road to complete depravity.

    And he has plenty of international fellow travelers to join him.

    = DEATH BEFORE DISHONOR =

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    Quote Originally posted by Chuckie View Post
    I can say in full honesty that life really sucks right now but I'm happy anyway. In the very end there is nothing to worry about.

    On the other hand, everyone should worry about Trump...He is leading the U.S. down the road to complete depravity.

    And he has plenty of international fellow travelers to join him.
    But not everyone wants to live in a state of fear porn over a former official that has been stripped of all power and is in court so much he really has not time to creep around under my bed.

    The only power Trump has is the power you give him. And this constant leftist obsession about 'what he's doing to you' comes across as sort of a BDSM sexual fantasy

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