The Eve of Eden
In the garden of Eve, Everything was the same, absolute balance! The rivers had washing to the sea. The rivers and sea were one. We were god, god was us. Death if you well. We were so close together neither one of us known the other existed. Complete Enthalpy, Nowhere to run, nowhere to hind. There was here. Here was there.
Rather, it be: Zeus taking his sword and dividing us into sun and the moon; Or be it Eve's reflection in the lake, giving her feeling the desire to create something a beautiful as what she saw; Or Newton becoming self conscious by getting hit on the head by an apple.
Regardless, passions are the desire to unit with our true selves, participating means seeing ourselves in others or getting inside of others. The conundrum of only understanding ourselves only by the separation from passion is a double-edged sword.
Getting hurt, the blood runs down, we look around; hear the sound, remembering we are still alive. Cool rains of truth leave us cold. No towel shriving waiting to dry remembering what it's like to be alive.
Others, wasting all their energy crawling back inside their original understanding are empty and need to sleep.
Necessity is the mother of invention, be it sleep or building a bridge or a boat. Only when people leave our lives we can became what we lack.
When I let my dog out side for her usual morning ritual with the chasing and barking at the squirrels up the tree by the bird feeder, then looking to see if I am watching where if she see my watching she will continue to bark for and extended time. Then she runs another tree. The neighbors have some dogs the like to bark with her. The biggest one is the laziest and doesn't bark long. The middle one carries an old basketball, chew toy, to entice or make jealous. The little one is the last one to lose interest in barking and all ways has to get the last bark in, unless I am watching Pretty girl. Then it Pretty girl who is the bitch of the back yards where she continues to stay outside and goes over to the other corner of the backyards and bark at this large male dog, most likely, until she gets hungry. Then she comes back in to get a treat.
This morning it has just quit raining. After raining for four days washing way, the usual smells of the back yard, squirrels and other dogs. Dog's modes of passion are mostly related smell. This time she isn't as passionate without her old factories blowing primal information about food and sex.
This time she able to quiet her impulses and look at the squirrels or study them. Now the smells aren't driving her actions making her free. With her being free from self her learning curve goes up and slowly crawls, in a stalking action, over to the squirrels.
Pretty girl was able to experiment with new ways of catching squirrel after the rains came. Before the rains washed away the overly saturated world of passions, release against it's self. How did Noah separate himself from primal information about survival and start to build the ark?
In the movie "Sometime about Marry" This dude gets too excited about this women and can't act right around her. Therefore, he starts to masturbate before they go on a date. Where he can free his penis from the spell, her vagina has over it and to see her for what she truly is.
Relating to Soul Mates, Does she past the spank test?
But dear Jesus what visions should we hold in your minds?
Knowing when to stop:
Every body sees the fat over weight Buddha as a symbol of somebody how as able to free him self from desire. Today we know that fat produces estrogen. Like a dog that licks his own dick with too much estrogen, your sex drive backs into it's self and trumps any non-food type of desire.
When Eve of the garden was looking at her relation in the water, she saw her beauty wanted to create something just as beautiful awaking her maternal instincts.
Liberace had his Boy friend get plastic surgeries for look like himself the big question is that when that do it is he fucking himself or is he fantasizing that he is getting fuck by himself?
When I got a cat I'd play with him so he could fight equally will with both hands, He was able to dominant a cat twice his size and balance on both feet and stood up right and boxed. Where he'd always win. He was so tough that he didn't need us and set out on a journey of his own.
When I was working as a American Sign Language (ASL) translator for a middle school for gym class and football practice. There's a lot of nonverbal communication so I got to watch a lot. Each gym class had the same quarterback. Then after school I'd see how offensive and defensive would practice away form each other.
Football much like today's job market is based on specialties and people with broad work skills aren't needed, i.e. "do us all a favor and take the hit", "I do it for the team"
Of you need to be the finger in the hand or spoken in the wheel and don't complain because the quarterback needs all the grease and energy for the big game and you know how chicks are with the quarter back. They aren't interested in how the quarter back became the quarterback. They just know that they are the Rock Star. Where the rest of the band is supposed to be felt not heard. The band is required to be there right hand man. Somebody who won't make the Rock star or quarterback self conscious, somebody in the choir who won't preach to the minister, Some body to say," Thank You Sir I'd like another".
Then there's the defense: "I'll take the Hit", "I'm doing it for the team" Societies dumb or working class people, unusually, not the "Haves", just like in the last few wars we fought. There wasn't hardly any kids of the leading class who actually fought in the war.
They'd can be hypnotized by the done of teamwork propaganda and put in to a state of amazement the quarterback can convince, us just like ***Caligula****, that he should be allow the fucking girlfriends in the ass and we should be grateful.
"Good Jazz", Volleyball and Basketball, unlike Football, requires everybody to be an individual. A Renascence Man if you will, a Jacks of all trades, somebody who is well rounded,
Witchcraft
The mothers and cousins of necessity: bisexual understandings, ambidextrous talents, androgynous
When my dad got sick my mother had to become the man, with her working all the time, I need to do the womanly things, after getting versed in the feminine arts I found that I could get work by just taking care of people. With me walking about seeing who other people don't care to know how to take care of people. I found it necessary to make other people self-conscious as another form of self-preservation.
Living in the Bible belt with Mill Billy's where usual the male the breadwinner and the female is usually a bought women. Both of these people don't have any use for me.
Men who've never had to make anything to eat for themselves
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That whacked out dude Apple white
Castration
When George Bush said that you are either for us of against us, he was showing us his Borderline Personality with this extreme black and white thinking. Just like a parent can fuck up a kids head by punishing independent thoughts and rewarding independent.
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