Welcome to The Pub At the End of the Universe.

[REILLY]

Mike's new computer should be in any day now.

[another bob]

Posted by Borden (here)
By the way, Bob - in the interests of the pub's openness ... I've 'seen' you.

Well, then you know I'm actually just another silly goof, here for some Fellowship of the Pub. The thing is, I love you, Man. I love each and every one for being just who and what they are, which is inexpressible with words, but crystal clear to the soul. Sometimes it seems that I just can't contain this feeling, it blossoms open wider and wider and there is just no limit to this expansion. It's then I see that God is, because I am, and I am, because God is. This is not theology, or any kind of philosophy. For those who cannot feel this, I weep. For those who can, I also weep. Thank goodness I have my Beloved, who kisses all my tears. She is God to me, which makes me weep some more. Then we burst out laughing, and get back to the business of loving beyond ourselves, for why else come here, if not to laugh and weep, and love?

[REILLY]

What you describe comes close to my feelings as well, bob, borden, songs, and the rest of the gang. even mike (in absentia).

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Weep for those who don't feel it, but along with those who do, my friend.

[another bob]

Posted by PurpleLama (here)
What you describe comes close to my feelings as well, bob, borden, songs, and the rest of the gang. even mike (in absentia)

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Weep for those who don't feel it, but along with those who do, my friend.

Yep

[another bob]

Posted by Cerridwen (here)
I agree, the trick it to be aware of all of the different 'movies' going on.

I don't think that's possible in this realm, but it is possible to liberate oneself from fixation on any particular movie. We can enjoy the masks, the colorful costumery of temporary self-images, but when we fixate identity in any of them, we get stuck, solidify and rigidify, and then find ourselves needing to defend those self-concepts, and that's a no-win situation for sure, because we've fallen into the trap of taking our self seriously, and then what had been play has become an ordeal of survival. Survival of what? Survival of the fictional self-image, which was never actually who we really are in the first place.

[songsfortheotherkind]

Posted by Borden (here)
Yet again. Where's Chinaski? I feel a strange concern for him. I want him to come in here and tell us about his adventures.

Mike PMed me and said to tell the Pub that he killed beyond resurrection the crappy computer that he got with internet porn viruses. His defense was, "you can't fault a man, can you? -- i've been celibate for over 2 months and i'm going mad!"

Normal signal will resume when he's sorted out a) a new computer with far better virus detection and b) a sex doll.

[songsfortheotherkind]

I started posting this in my reply to bob's post, and realised (again) that it's probably better in a post of it's own. So I'm doing that here.

First off, like I say in my reply, there is absolutely no war here. I'm quite possibly the most untriggered that I can ever recall being around these topics, which I experience as a Really Great Thing. All this processing is getting me somewhere that I'm personally finding fascinating.

I'm fully aware that the Energy has been kicking my chair lately with lessons in 'don't assume you know what you're seeing'. It's been showing me lenses that color- in unhelpful ways- certain aspects of the world as I look at it.

Cerridwen and I were talking about it yesterday, using the analogy of wearing glasses. I went to a seminar once in which the speaker demonstrated the interference that stories run by going through the time line of a child and putting on a pair of glasses for every story about her Self that she picked up from those around her. The first pair that went on were 'I'm not ok' and it built from there. Finally she was about 22, she had so many pairs of glasses on that she had to tilt her head back to keep them on her face and she triumphantly announced that now that she could see the world and everything in it clearly, she was ready for a relationship. The laughter lasted for over five minutes, because we could all see the truth and the ridiculousness of the situation.

I'm the kind of Being that almost always assumes I'm looking through a dodgy filter. I have done so ever since I clued in, at an early age, that there was something fundamentally odd- compared to the way I observed others, that is- about the way my mind worked. I've been hacking that stuff in my head since I was little, and frankly, had I not done so I'd be dead, without any shadow of a doubt. Describing my Self as a hacker is like saying I'm short. Saying I'm weird and strange is the same as owning I'm short and being ok with that, or like a black person calling another black person 'nigga'- it's fine for them to say it to each other but an outrageous insult if someone outside their group uses it.

For me, owning the words that have been used to impune negativity towards my Being is one of the ways I've moved the negativity outside of my space and it's felt awesomely good to be able to embrace my internal River Tam- and wyrd, strange, Other, wildish and darkish elements-without all the baggage of self condemnation that accompanied that before. This for me is a wondrous and awesome thing. I'm also having my chair kicked about my own filters and what I'm going through is the embracing of both evolution and comfortability with my Self as I simultaneously create and experience my Self.

The issue I have about the whole 'are you really what you say you are?' is like the thing that Calz said about his being Libran and being able to see all the sides of things- I fully understand that. In the past I lived in an internal head space for almost a decade where I couldn't move in any direction because I could argue- positively, negatively and everything in between- any position on the board. I drove my Self insane with it, locked into immobility because everything and nothing made sense depending on where I moved within the hologram: when I say I'm fluid, I really really mean this *and* my fluidity has been something that I have had to learn to manage because without any kind of parameters, it's just endless untouchable fluidity- nothing sticks, nothing can be created: how can I create if everything is as relevant and as irrelevant as everything else?

I had to stop and choose my creation and that was one of the hardest things I've ever done, choosing against the flow in my head that insisted I was always making the wrong choice because look at all these millions of other options, what if I've chosen wrong, chosen the worst, made a humungous mistake? So I've learned to choose in the face of unhelpful fluidity and now I'm learning to embrace the choices on much, much deeper levels because there are further things I want to experience in there.

So for me, there's a balance point between my natural fluidity- which brings with it some really really interesting abilities, some of which are only now becoming available to me- and Choice. I'm experiencing these elements as part of a greater Creator pattern which may only be relevant and of interest to me, *and* the pattern is there. I am fully aware that it's one of an infinite number of patterns, with infinite configurations *and* that awareness of infinity doesn't get me to where I want to go, which is doing a Neo on the apparent 'rules' of the personal universe I'm experiencing here and then doing even more interesting things after that. In order to do this, I have to choose. So I am.

One of the cool things about finding other individuals with which I can play is that I get to sit around the fire and swap tripper glasses with others, getting to check out the interesting and utterly subjective way that they're looking at the multiverse with. I was laughing with Cerridwen, describing it as a bunch of stoners on the beach (and then we laughed at how my accent immediately changed to southern californian and at how 'stoner' and 'california' now seem to be part of the dictionary definition- she's from SoCal, so it's funny to us- here in Oz I live in the equivalent area, Byron Bay/Nimbin, home of the stoners) and we're all sitting around the fire, slightly stoned and swapping our Essence glasses-

'woah dude, everyone's heads just turned into giant pineapples! how do you deal with that on a daily basis, man?'
'well, I-wait, wait- you mean everyone's heads aren't giant pineapples? far out!'
'awesome, these glasses are amazing- the sky looks like a gigantic banana split!',
'dude, you're stoned, everything is going to look like a gigantic banana split'
'hey, try these ones, I don't know whose they are but they turn you into an entire solar system'
'awesome! try these ones, they turn everything into the Emerald City'
'dude, I so don't feel like dealing with a Great Green Head right now'
'no, no, check it out- it turns out you ARE the Great Green Head!'
'that's not actually helping me right now, man'
'what if *I* turn into the Great Green Head, would that help?'
'seriously, dude, get away from me'
'oh, these ones are so pretty, I feel like I'm floating in stars'
"uh, cool, that's because you are- I call dibs on those when you've finished with them-"

and it goes on and on, with us being free to swap glasses and perspectives- and they're just part of billions of options and we know that, but we don't go there because then nothing can happen. There has to be choice somewhere within the fluidity or else nothing ever gets created.

Here's the thing: I have to be really careful with that thing about the balance point. What I have experienced is that there's a peculiar ring of hell for me within making things too solid, too consensus; it's why I'm working on creating the fluid state here in the Pub- I want to play with others who know how to hold their own sui generis and be utterly fluid about everyone else's. Is/is not. Am/Am not. Time/no Time. Singularity/All. I don't care about that stuff- it's like yeah, and? I get that I have noise in the way of certain things as a result of other certain things, I'm hacking through the noise, and getting to somewhere else that I actually want to be- this is the choice I'm making and I'm immersing my Self in it.

This isn't about one superior way, for me- it's about co-creation. You can tell me you're the Great Green Arkleseizure and I'm going to be cool with that, unless you try to harm me. I can be cool with anything until it tries harm- I don't actually need consensus reality. I experience the All as constantly working towards evolution, others will experience it a different way- what I've been going through these past few days has really leveled me up in the 'oh, so THAT is something I can do, cool' department. I just don't have the defenses running,

I do not care if someone has a different perspective to mine that seems to run constriction or anything else at me- I'm not talking about anyone here at the Pub, I'm talking anywhere- I'm sliding more than I ever have before and it's suddenly become effortless. I know what works for me and I'm cool with that. I don't do consensus realities and I'm cool with that- again, general, not Pub related.

This is where I want to go.

[songsfortheotherkind]

Posted by Calz_Avaretard (here)
One thing about Libra (and I have 5 planets there) is the ability (or curse) of being able to look at things from "both" sides. Worse yet "all" sides.

Who knows ... perhaps that is why I have never been able to meditate ... instead of silencing one voice I have two???

I so relate to the 'can see all sides of an argument and everything in between' idea. I'm learning to make that really work for me, rather than it sporking me in the face.

I tried offering 2 cents worth on another thread and ... ummm ... it didn't go over well.

*strikes thoughtful pose* I cannot for the life of me imagine why this would be so.

I can see all sides of how "forgiveness" has been presented here.

Paradox???

Perhaps but consider:

During that time, two men abducted her at gunpoint, took her to a remote location in a van, and visciously raped her once again. This time, however, something happened. Instead of fear and revulsion, her heart melted and she instantly forgave them in the midst of the attack. She said that she felt an overwhelming love and understanding rise up in her heart, and although they had intended to kill her and dump her body, they instead drove her back and let her go free.

What seemed like yesterday is now 11 pages back in another bob's story about his twin flame.

How should we approach such an extrordinary story???

Get bogged down in words and language???

I would think (ouch I hate it when that happens) that unconditional love would entail forgiveness??? Does not that make sense to all? Is unconditional love something at the highest levels of attainment and striving for or a curse that others will feast upon?

I can identify with what Songsie suggests in her personal experience with "forgiveness" yet I have had a relatively "easy" life ... certainly compared to either Songsie or another bob's partner.

I did have "organized religion" shoved down my throat growing up and we all know how often that works well??? I don't see the need to attach religious baggage to "forgiveness". Using such as a "weapon" is understandable particularly given the childhood history that Songs depicts.

Growing up in such a challenging environment is something we should all consider when trying to mince words here that are perhaps less necessary than it would seem.

I think that's what we're doing, crafting a language that works across the board, embracing all perspectives. It's a neutral language, this one that I seek, a language that embraces and holds the space for all kinds of realities. It might look clumsy now, and when it's worked out, it will be stunningly beautiful, capable of bringing things into being just by the utterance of it.

You are a lovely Being, Calz. I don't see this evolution process as problematic. It's wondrous- here we are, holding the connection of our little online family together in the face of some interesting evolutions, without all the splat that goes on elsewhere. I think that's pretty cool...

[songsfortheotherkind]

[songsfortheotherkind]

OH goodie, I just found today's winner of the Superdickery award!

*cues rousing music*

Welcome to Earth! Please observe the entry policy.





Wish we could make *that* one stick, heh heh heh...

[Calz]

Posted by songsfortheotherkind (here)

OH goodie, I just found today's winner of the Superdickery award!
*cues rousing music*

Last edited by songsfortheotherkind; Today at 02:17. Reason: that pic may have been too rude....

No ... no ... getting away so easily you will not ...

[modwiz]

Posted by Calz_Avaretard (here)

Posted by songsfortheotherkind (here)

OH goodie, I just found today's winner of the Superdickery award!
*cues rousing music*

Last edited by songsfortheotherkind; Today at 02:17. Reason: that pic may have been too rude....

No ... no ... getting away so easily you will not ...

Good snatch, Calz.

Yeah, I know you're a guy. Just an expression, it is.

[Calz]

Posted by modwiz (here)

Good snatch, Calz.

Actually she pulled it before I could see it ... but it was too much to walk away from ...

imagination is a terrible thing to waste

[songsfortheotherkind]

Posted by Calz_Avaretard (here)



Actually she pulled it before I could see it ... but it was too much to walk away from ...

imagination is a terrible thing to waste

Good snatch? She pulled it before you could see it?

*trying to retain a straight face*

Calz, Calz, what are you doing? I posted a photo of a dick and it goes downhill so rapidly...

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Posted by modwiz (here)
Good snatch, Calz.

Yeah, I know you're a guy. Just an expression, it is.

*laughing* I was going to say I'd hate to see what a bad snatch is, and then remembered that this is the internet and that I really really *would* hate to see that...

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Posted by Calz_Avaretard (here)

No ... no ... getting away so easily you will not ...

Babe, my pic really was waaaaaaaaaaaaaay ruder. It was a pick worthy of a true dickhead and Superdick winner.

Sometimes, very rarely, I pause to think 'I think the mods may not like this one...' and even more rarely, I listen to my instincts...

[Calz]

Posted by songsfortheotherkind (here)

Babe, my pic really was waaaaaaaaaaaaaay ruder. It was a pick worthy of a true dickhead and Superdick winner.

Sometimes, very rarely, I pause to think 'I think the mods may not like this one...' and even more rarely, I listen to my instincts...

Of that I have no doubt ...

Cow about this one???



Let us not forget, cowever , I am the thread's lone contributor to 's personal collection

[Eram]

Posted by another bob (here)

Posted by Cerridwen (here)
I agree, the trick it to be aware of all of the different 'movies' going on.

I don't think that's possible in this realm, but it is possible to liberate oneself from fixation on any particular movie. We can enjoy the masks, the colorful costumery of temporary self-images, but when we fixate identity in any of them, we get stuck, solidify and rigidify, and then find ourselves needing to defend those self-concepts, and that's a no-win situation for sure, because we've fallen into the trap of taking our self seriously, and then what had been play has become an ordeal of survival. Survival of what? Survival of the fictional self-image, which was never actually who we really are in the first place.

So first we have to find a way to 'enlighten' ourselves or have this spiritual awakening as you prefer to say it. Then use this, to experience all the facets of life as a human being, but without falling in the trap of taking matters too serious.

sounds like a peace of cake to me.... ahum!

[songsfortheotherkind]

[songsfortheotherkind]

What can be said about those that think they're so enlightened and then bleat about how women are destroying the world, that men are the dominant sex and just need to take their power back, and that it's all so black and white?



I am, despite my own knowing, sometimes boggled by the continued lack of evolution outside these most excellent rooms. I am so pleased to be able to share this space with such awesome and rewarding examples of Male, because if the paradigm shift could use anything, it's excellent Beings who hold the masculine in an inspiring and evolutionary way.

I love that the Idiocracy does not show its head around here. I can't imagine why that is so.

[Calz]

Posted by songsfortheotherkind (here)

What can be said about those that think they're so enlightened and then bleat about how women are destroying the world, that men are the dominant sex and just need to take their power back, and that it's all so black and white?

Is this a trick question???

[songsfortheotherkind]

Posted by Calz_Avaretard (here)
Is this a trick question???

this one made me laugh out loud, indeed. :D