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Swap your cat for my dog who has just ripped the floor up while I was out in the front garden planting Violas and on being shut in the back garden has now ripped great claw marks down the new door only put in couple of weeks ago. Oh I know she wants to be with me but she can't be all the time she evern ripped the carpet up last week when we were upstairs making whoopee
 
Heh.

Our dog (he used to be my dog but now he's our dog), he like, knows... Like, things progress to a certain point, and he'll be like, "oh, I see" and then he'll go slink out of the room, real quiet and polite, lay down in another room, wait. Then we come out and he's all excited to see us... goes crazy licking our legs.

I like both dogs and cats.
 
this is a recent thing and shes not going to dictate to me where she's allowed to go and where she's not. Bad behaviour doesn't get treats of being allowed upstairs
 
he's 14, so he gets cut slack,
but really he's quite the gentleman,
like his old man is, a gentleman,
a very well-behaved gentleman.
 
first room on your left is the bathroom then we have a guest room moving round to the master bedroom next is where you will find me ....... the computer room
 
Don't often rant and didn't think it was an all out rant anyway just an opinion seen lots of louder rants than mine but been told off twice for ranting

won't do it again
just post my poems and bugga off
 
I just want to say that spring can start anytime now. It needs not dawdle any longer. Finally broke down and got a fire going (yes, a real fire - this is the fireside threadcast after all), in the middle of April.

And how come is it, when you (or not necessarily you you, but we/I/you, you know), determine, get yourself all worked up to do it, then you turn around and do the exact opposite?

But the day's not been complete disaster. Received in one nanosecond micromoment understanding of all existence. It's so simple after all. And pretty cool.

Ah! See? Now I want to begin right away implementing the blessing that visited, apply this understanding of existence to everything. But, if the opposite will occur... maybe not this time. Ah! Even saying that, I'm fucking it up. Bad bad bad bad!

The lady down at the store on the corner says we're expected to get snow tomorrow. Sonofabitchjerkofffuckin... maybe by June. Hm.
 
Just out of curiosity.

Do you not want me to include your poems when I do the New Poetry Recommendation? I generally consider anyone who leaves their comments or voting on as being open to hearing what other human beings have to say about their work.

hmmnmm said:
Perfect examples are all over the place. Incredible. The timing couldn't be more perfect. The confirmation of suspicions couldn't be more assuring.

It isn't all pretty. Some of it is practically devastating. Souls I had respect for shake that respect. Which was completely unexpected. But it was necessary. Might as well happen now as later. Get it over with. Shed those shackles. I relied on their supposed approval of me or my work to give me a sense of worth. Big fucking mistake. Big. And the bigger mistake than that, was offering those first prose works on Lit and asking what others thought. And then believing they had more to say about my soul than I did. Because I wasn't sure. Can't blame them. Because if I'm asking what others think, that suggests to me that there's uncertainty about approval on this end. And, if, you know, it's unconsciously apparent that if someone else struggles with approval of themselves, then I'm going to question what reason I have to approve. Which is really unfair. Doesn't foster freedom. Talk about free speech. So that's the first step. In oneself become secure. That determines and shapes everything that follows. If it isn't there you're dancing or not dancing to the rhythms of others and not your own. If it is there... That's the key.

Now we're talking.

And the sky is clear.
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UnderYourSpell said:
Don't often rant and didn't think it was an all out rant anyway just an opinion seen lots of louder rants than mine but been told off twice for ranting

won't do it again
just post my poems and bugga off
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Just curious: is this about my pointing out to you that the anonymous comment was actually signed (albeit cryptically, but in his usual fashion) You are allowed to rant all you want here there and anywhere, but people are allowed, I suppose, to react to it? No?
 
heh, forgot about that one. That was a good day too. I think it was a precursor to the big light today; there is a tie between them.

Uh, you know, this is a lifelong condition, pervading all corners and pursuits and stuff, of which Lit is just one small corner. Part of what came out of that day's gathering, was imagining I could go way back and advise a me at the earliest age I could possibly digest it. I would sit that kid down and say, "now listen because this is very important. As you go through life, you must realize that there is not one single person who is under any obligation, to like you or love you. Nobody. And as you begin to develop loves and talents, and hope to produce, not everyone will like it, someone somewhere will be able to find something wrong with it, and with you, according to what light/perspective they are working from at that time in their life. So you have to do that. Yourself. You have to enjoy full approval of yourself and all that you do. Because the moment you begin to depend on acceptance from others, you're dancing to their tune. Then you're dancing to someone else's, then another's, and not by your own choosing. You become little more than a puppet. You cut those strings, and that allows full liberties on both sides. Liberty for them to express their honest opinion no matter how adorable or cruel it is, and it leaves you the freedom to consider it or ignore it as seems best to you or what you know of yourself at that time." And so on.

But I never learned that. Nobody counseled me or if they did I didn't listen. I'm trying to understand it now, a bit late, yes, but trying.

So to try and apply it as it pertains to Lit and poems and reviews and whatnot, I relinquish any expectations. Meaning, if you honestly read something that for some reason tickles your fancy enough to mention it, it is always appreciated. Of course it is. If you feel you really want to say something sucks, you should say it sucks, and not worry about hurting my feelings. Even though you might. I mean, you have plenty other things to do, and who am I expect a soft-touch treatment, unless you chose to out of the natural depths of your very good heart. I mean, as they say, everybody writes sucky poems. So... not the end of the world (at least not yet. 2012, is supposedly the year the world ends).

the voting? I've turned those off. It never really felt right, couldn't say exactly why. And the comments, they were helpful at the beginning, and what was commented on really helped. A few days ago, I entered the Coin-Toss Period. Heads, On, tails, Off. Do another coin toss round a couple days later. And that's no more than an exercise to attempt cutting the strings of getting too reliant on those/that.

So, I advocate the greatest amounts of comfort for as many of the varied individuals and their styles and ways as possible.
 
See, the whole approval machine is fueled by fear. And that's no way to go through life. Fear. And I'm finding, in stumbling steps, that if I cut those puppet strings, it kills fear dead. The fears seem to return in proportion to how many strings I've retied. And life's really much better when the strings are cut, and sucks when they are attached: real life and internet life. But after these forty-some years, it's a daily effort to really sever those strings and keep them severed.

Hm, there was more, but it slipped away.
 
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