Wednesday, December 28, 2016
Monday, December 19, 2016
Wednesday, November 30, 2016
Dreaming
Peace
An Autobiography
Explain
how you see your childhood:
- Happy,
alone, wondering, remembering.
- Egoless,
connected to my Self.
- Wordless
understanding.
Describe the most pivotal
events of your life up to age eighteen:
- Birth
of siblings.
- Going
to school
- Moving,
meeting new people; moving, meeting new people.
Name
the people who influenced you the most in childhood:
- My
Self
- My
parents
- Grandparents
- Teachers
Explain
how you see your life as an adult:
· Experiencing
many facets of life
Summarize
your role in life in a couple of paragraphs:
I am an evolutionary, a systems buster, a rainbow, a catalyst of change, a healer, a mystery, a
black hole passage to another dimension.
Where
do you see your life heading from here?
Ever onward, ever upward
What
is the greatest experience of your life so far?
Remembering my Self
If
you could change one decision you made in your life, what would it be?
nothing
Write
a summary of your life story:
I am in the right place at the right time
What
is the main theme of your life?
Evolution
Are
you satisfied with your life?
Yes
Name
a few essential elements that make your life worthwhile:
My time is my own, I can do as I choose, and I have access
to information and essential goods and services. And I have a reason for being
here.
Follow the
voice of your heart, even if it leads you off the path of timid souls. Do not
become hard and embittered, even if life tortures you at times. There is only
one thing that counts: to live one's life well and happily...
~ Wilhelm Reich ~
Friday, November 11, 2016
PART OF FORTUNE IN VIRGO
Positive development: analytical, reliable and efficient. It is through sensitivity, empathy and spiritual understanding that you will become aware of the work you can do in order to give practical assistance to those in need.
Negative development: inferior in abilities, lack of self-confidence, overly analytical, too self-sacrificing in living up to the expectations of others.
In your growing-up years you could have been affected in two ways. Either you tried to be very good and dutiful to meet family expectations, or you experienced high stress levels within the family connected to health and work that carried certain obligations and duties. It seemed that any faults were criticised, so you tried to live up to the expected standard. One of your parents may have been particular about tidiness, health and hygiene possibly through necessity, and you were expected to carry out routine duties and chores as a matter of course. You could have been a highly strung child and if you didn’t complete chores on time or as expected, you could have placed yourself under pressure to meet expectations. You tended to worry about ridiculous things which you repressed because you could not tell anyone. You could not say how you felt. You may have felt it was your duty to do as you were told because you had a fear of failing both yourself and those you loved. You placed high standards on yourself and you always offered to help. If you felt a failure you retreated to your room and suppressed your feelings. You may have felt that you could not ask for help, instead you had to help those around you. Perfect presentation was important and you were probably made to dress correctly for the occasion/outing. In your first job you could have lacked confidence and you may have felt unsure of yourself. You must develop discrimination and logical analysis to clear away the past. In order for things to function efficiently, you should organise your life and deal with current issues systematically.
Virgo Midheaven knows how to analyze the world as well as themselves down to every little detail. They have a naturally critical attitude. When they are balanced, they are supportive in their critiques. When they are not, it comes across as manipulative or petty.
Those born with a Midheaven in Virgo have the courage to honestly look deep into themselves and use what they learn as a guide. Language is a healing tool to them. They use it in all their daily activities. Their good handle on language can direct them toward a career in science or the literary arts. Teaching may also be appealing to them, as may training or research of some kind. They make excellent librarians, medical personnel and may also be drawn to farming or alternative medicine depending on other signs coming into play in their chart. Whatever they choose, they take their commitments seriously. Virgo Midheaven tends to play it safe when choosing a career. They may feel something is missing in their job, that they are unable to fulfill their potential. While this may be due to attitude in part, sometimes they really do need to seek inner guidance on how they can best fulfill their potential and still make a living. They have the ability to see the big picture, and strive for the better.
Individuals with a Midheaven In Virgo aren't subtle; they would rather tell you directly the crux of the matter. They learn easily and question anything that doesn't feel right. Stability is important in their career. They want to know what is going to happen every day, every year. This prevents them from falling prey to stress, which can really cause them damage. Mental pursuits are enjoyable and relaxing for them. Chess or other mental game may be a good way for them to get away from the stress at work.
The Virgo Midheaven is inherently neat, though they can live in a chaotic environment and still get what they need to be happy. It is not unusual to see them trying to create order. They get the concept of simplifying . They don't need a lot of money to live well. They do well with puzzling situations because they can put all the pieces together and come up with a solution.
Virgo Midheaven's weakness lies in over-analyzing. If they do this, they tend to get stuck, which looks like indecision. They have a tendency to hang on to things, both physical and mental, long after they should have released them. It may be difficult to establish their own authority, but once they do, they will probably strive to make the world better. Meditation may be helpful to quiet their minds and connect with their inner guidance.
Saturn in Virgo is practical and a hard worker. They can be very serious. They are good at researching, strategizing and record-keeping. Trivial details may distract them. They are cautious and conservative, planning well for the future. They may be self-critical and undervalue their own talents. Despite what they tend to think, you don't need to be perfect to be successful.
Virgo Saturn shuns the limelight. Shy and reserved, they are timid in public. They may have obsessive compulsive traits or fears to deal with. Routine and order are important components in their lives. They may get so caught up in the details, however that they lose sight of the big picture. This can lead to frustration. Learning disabilities may occur. They may stay isolated. They can discourage themselves and others from trying new projects.
Virgo Saturn likes to control their environment. If they can get over losing control of it, they can express the creativity that lurks within. They are very responsible and may have talents at repairing things. They are concerned with health, nutrition and hygiene.
The lesson set before Saturn in Virgo is discrimination: they need to learn how to decide what is important and what isn't. They need to learn to curb their criticism and work on their sense of humor. Their precision and accuracy will be prized in any field that requires detailed work. They do well in science, mathematics, medicine, and engineering, among others.
Physically, issues may arise with the abdominal area, especially the small intestine . Their digestion can be delicate at times. They may become preoccupied with how the body works. Saturn in Virgo is very observant. They are capable of abstaining from many things in order to reach their goals. If they have problems dealing with life, they can develop nervous problems. They need to learn to obsess and worry less about unimportant details and focus on those of importance.
Vesta in the Second:
Your path of devotion is learning to manifest material abundance and security for yourself and loved ones. You may go through experiences of limitation of pleasures and comforts, as a challenge to learn the art of manifesting through thought.
Vesta in Aquarius:
Your devotion and service are stimulated by an ideal of a more just and humanitarian world, where freedom and individuality are honored. You work well within a group setting, with those who share your ideals. Personal intimacy may be non-possessive and non-committed, based on equal and open friendship. Your intellectual nature and emotional aloofness may be an avoidance of intimacy.
Tuesday, June 14, 2016
Improvisational Ingredient based cooking
Introduction:
There are so many cookbooks available and so many different regimens to choose from that you may wonder; what is so different about this one?
worthwhile ideals.
Introduction:
There are so many cookbooks available and so many different regimens to choose from that you may wonder; what is so different about this one?
worthwhile ideals.
I have led a rather a very chaotic and eventful life including numerous career, dwelling and partner changes. (I resemble Neal Cassidy in some respects, I ruefully admit) I raised 4 absolutely astonishing and delightful sons and through all the changes we went through I made sure they were well nourished physically, mentally and spiritually. For years my mental image of myself was of a circus performer keeping a row of plates spinning while simultaneously juggling an assortment of strange objects.
I am a hard core idealist (dreamer, head-in-clouds, airy-fairy type) so it was essential that I practice the following ideals. I think they are really good ones inasmuch as they produce inner peace as a byproduct.
•1.Spend less money
•2.Eat the most life-giving foods
•3Easily incorporate healthful exercise into your daily life
•4.Have beneficial environmental impact
•5.Fight globalization by patronizing local sources
•6.Practice mindfulness in daily routines
•Become more involved in your world
Using what is available , fresh, vital, local, in season (CSA)
No real recipes, only blueprints for improv
Slow foods movement: Time, environmental concerns,
Macrobiotic principles
Weston Price Principles
Chinese and Ayurveda
In the trenches with the whole foods movement.
I spent my early childhood on an estate in lower Putnam County, NY. My father was the caretaker of this estate (supplementing his 'day job' as director of rehabilitation at a nearby Veterans hospital). I took great delight in helping him work on the gardens, which were the pride of the owners . It seems to me they were organic gardeners although I can't verify this, but I remember working on the huge compost bins, dumping leaves, lawn clippings and garden waste and turning the piles. There were other 'gentlemen farmers in the neighborhood who raised Black Angus cattle and some of their by-products also went into the mix. I loved spending time in the muslin tents that covered the blueberry bushes and sampling fresh tomatoes, peas, sweet corn, strawberries and string beans from the garden rows. This was my Eden, a child's garden of Earthly Delights and my blueprint for paradise ever since.
When I was older I discovered the “Little House” series by Laura Ingles Wilder. I thrilled to the pioneers life and solidly admired their ability to provide a living for themselves far from the trappings of civilization. (I guess I was a strange child?) One of the things that impressed me the most was how the family used every part of the animals they slaughtered for food, even saving the hides for an itinerant cobbler to fashion into their shoes . A pig's bladder was inflated to use as a foot ball.
After high school ended I went into a period of profound confusion about which direction to take in life. Influenced by the confusion and strife of the 1960's many young people, including myself, opted to “get back to the land and set their soul free” There was a certain amount of guilt over consumerism and greed and the soul longed for voluntary simplicity and to be more compassionate, more spiritual. less “materialistic” . And so we headed off, armed with Whole Earth Catalogs and visions of righteousness, to forge new lives for ourselves away from the 'evils' of modern life.
I ended up , with then my partner, Steve S. (good natured soul that he is, bless him!) on Prince Edward Island, in the Canadian Maritimes. It is a gentle, simple place; primarily a farming and fishing economy, which basically means “depressed economy.” Progress had apparently passed by this place without a second glance. But this is just what we were looking for . Because it is an island, at that time it was very costly to import goods so the attitude of “Use it up, wear it out, make it do or do without” was prevalent. (I had at that time a great admiration for thrift, hard work and common sense; qualities which I myself seemed to be sorely lacking.)
\ Most Island communities at that time had no electricity , including the one in which we made our home (a ramshackle old house on 70 acres ) and many farmers still used horses to work their land. It was still the era of subsistence farming, which is what we wanted to learn. The Islanders were, of course, used to this way of life and were by and large very good at it. Most people had a garden and almost everyone at that time did their own baking and canned their own food or stored it in root cellars for the winters (which were long and devoid of employment) Many Islanders had no idea where New York was except for a vague notion that it was 'handy Boston', (which had been a popular destination for Maritimers during the Depression).
It seemed to me that the beauty of this life was that the farmers apparently had no notion of agribusiness. They relied on “organic”farming methods because that was the only option. The thrifty farmers spread manure on their fields, used green manures, and products from the surrounding seas, such as seaweed and mussel mud (a odoriferous and highly effective fertilizer composed of rotted mollusks and seaweeds. One splash of the stuff on a lawn or field would produce a lush green patch for years to come.)
When I first embarked on this new way of life I wanted to steer as clear as possible from the evils of Mammon. (I have since changed my mind and revel in them to a certain degree. One changes as one matures, it seems.) I figured that the only things one might need to buy were toilet paper, feminine products, matches and lamp oil.( I toyed with the idea of using the reindeer moss that grew on our trees as replacement for those first two items.) Some of the most useful resources we had were the marvelous books on foraging wild food by Euell Gibbons “Stalking the Wild Asparagus”, “Stalking the Healthful Herbs”etc. , “Living the Good Life” by Helen and Scott Nearing
When we first arrived in our new home, we had almost no money and a newish baby, Sam (our first). We had a Corona hand mill, a set of cast iron pots and immense enthusiasm for this new project. The countryside proved to be immensely bountiful in foraged foods and we ate clams, mussels (which the natives claimed were poison!) mackerel, cattail shoots, day lily buds, amaranth, lambs quarters, raspberries, strawberries, blueberries, apples and dulse.
Local farmers had no problem with us going behind the diggers to pick up carrots, potatoes, turnips and such. Occasionally they'd toss us a bag of vegs off the truck to save us the trouble of gleaning. My taste for edible flowers proved a source of amused anecdotes among the locals who never thought of munching on nasturtiums, violets or calendula, or to make a tea of the chamomile which was a common ground cover in local driveways.
We purchased wheat in 50 lb sacks from a local farmer and I got a good upper body workout grinding it into flour to bake our bread in the antique Belanger cast iron wood-burning stove I used to cook on.
A local farm woman also provided us with an inexpensive source of fresh raw milk. I made yogurt several times a week from this delicious beverage. Another source of cheap nutrition was the free buttermilk one could pick up at the local creamery. (Which by the was made the best butter I have ever tasted before or since that time. You could taste the green grass and the sunshine and the fresh air in every bite!) I used the buttermilk as a beverage and in baking We also fed it to our chickens along with cooked potato peelings and grains.
All in all this life was very pleasant and satisfying at least to me, but the addition of several more sons, (three, to be precise; Ben, Theo and Charlie) and the loss of my partner to greener pastures (California-can you blame him? I can't and he has been an excellent friend and a big blessing in our lives in countless ways) made this way increasingly difficult (although I continued until the boys were grown to bake all our bread, cakes, cookies, and to make granola, yogurt, sauerkraut and all sorts of goodies.
I am a hard core idealist (dreamer, head-in-clouds, airy-fairy type) so it was essential that I practice the following ideals. I think they are really good ones inasmuch as they produce inner peace as a byproduct.
•1.Spend less money
•2.Eat the most life-giving foods
•3Easily incorporate healthful exercise into your daily life
•4.Have beneficial environmental impact
•5.Fight globalization by patronizing local sources
•6.Practice mindfulness in daily routines
•Become more involved in your world
Using what is available , fresh, vital, local, in season (CSA)
No real recipes, only blueprints for improv
Slow foods movement: Time, environmental concerns,
Macrobiotic principles
Weston Price Principles
Chinese and Ayurveda
In the trenches with the whole foods movement.
I spent my early childhood on an estate in lower Putnam County, NY. My father was the caretaker of this estate (supplementing his 'day job' as director of rehabilitation at a nearby Veterans hospital). I took great delight in helping him work on the gardens, which were the pride of the owners . It seems to me they were organic gardeners although I can't verify this, but I remember working on the huge compost bins, dumping leaves, lawn clippings and garden waste and turning the piles. There were other 'gentlemen farmers in the neighborhood who raised Black Angus cattle and some of their by-products also went into the mix. I loved spending time in the muslin tents that covered the blueberry bushes and sampling fresh tomatoes, peas, sweet corn, strawberries and string beans from the garden rows. This was my Eden, a child's garden of Earthly Delights and my blueprint for paradise ever since.
When I was older I discovered the “Little House” series by Laura Ingles Wilder. I thrilled to the pioneers life and solidly admired their ability to provide a living for themselves far from the trappings of civilization. (I guess I was a strange child?) One of the things that impressed me the most was how the family used every part of the animals they slaughtered for food, even saving the hides for an itinerant cobbler to fashion into their shoes . A pig's bladder was inflated to use as a foot ball.
After high school ended I went into a period of profound confusion about which direction to take in life. Influenced by the confusion and strife of the 1960's many young people, including myself, opted to “get back to the land and set their soul free” There was a certain amount of guilt over consumerism and greed and the soul longed for voluntary simplicity and to be more compassionate, more spiritual. less “materialistic” . And so we headed off, armed with Whole Earth Catalogs and visions of righteousness, to forge new lives for ourselves away from the 'evils' of modern life.
I ended up , with then my partner, Steve S. (good natured soul that he is, bless him!) on Prince Edward Island, in the Canadian Maritimes. It is a gentle, simple place; primarily a farming and fishing economy, which basically means “depressed economy.” Progress had apparently passed by this place without a second glance. But this is just what we were looking for . Because it is an island, at that time it was very costly to import goods so the attitude of “Use it up, wear it out, make it do or do without” was prevalent. (I had at that time a great admiration for thrift, hard work and common sense; qualities which I myself seemed to be sorely lacking.)
\ Most Island communities at that time had no electricity , including the one in which we made our home (a ramshackle old house on 70 acres ) and many farmers still used horses to work their land. It was still the era of subsistence farming, which is what we wanted to learn. The Islanders were, of course, used to this way of life and were by and large very good at it. Most people had a garden and almost everyone at that time did their own baking and canned their own food or stored it in root cellars for the winters (which were long and devoid of employment) Many Islanders had no idea where New York was except for a vague notion that it was 'handy Boston', (which had been a popular destination for Maritimers during the Depression).
It seemed to me that the beauty of this life was that the farmers apparently had no notion of agribusiness. They relied on “organic”farming methods because that was the only option. The thrifty farmers spread manure on their fields, used green manures, and products from the surrounding seas, such as seaweed and mussel mud (a odoriferous and highly effective fertilizer composed of rotted mollusks and seaweeds. One splash of the stuff on a lawn or field would produce a lush green patch for years to come.)
When I first embarked on this new way of life I wanted to steer as clear as possible from the evils of Mammon. (I have since changed my mind and revel in them to a certain degree. One changes as one matures, it seems.) I figured that the only things one might need to buy were toilet paper, feminine products, matches and lamp oil.( I toyed with the idea of using the reindeer moss that grew on our trees as replacement for those first two items.) Some of the most useful resources we had were the marvelous books on foraging wild food by Euell Gibbons “Stalking the Wild Asparagus”, “Stalking the Healthful Herbs”etc. , “Living the Good Life” by Helen and Scott Nearing
When we first arrived in our new home, we had almost no money and a newish baby, Sam (our first). We had a Corona hand mill, a set of cast iron pots and immense enthusiasm for this new project. The countryside proved to be immensely bountiful in foraged foods and we ate clams, mussels (which the natives claimed were poison!) mackerel, cattail shoots, day lily buds, amaranth, lambs quarters, raspberries, strawberries, blueberries, apples and dulse.
Local farmers had no problem with us going behind the diggers to pick up carrots, potatoes, turnips and such. Occasionally they'd toss us a bag of vegs off the truck to save us the trouble of gleaning. My taste for edible flowers proved a source of amused anecdotes among the locals who never thought of munching on nasturtiums, violets or calendula, or to make a tea of the chamomile which was a common ground cover in local driveways.
We purchased wheat in 50 lb sacks from a local farmer and I got a good upper body workout grinding it into flour to bake our bread in the antique Belanger cast iron wood-burning stove I used to cook on.
A local farm woman also provided us with an inexpensive source of fresh raw milk. I made yogurt several times a week from this delicious beverage. Another source of cheap nutrition was the free buttermilk one could pick up at the local creamery. (Which by the was made the best butter I have ever tasted before or since that time. You could taste the green grass and the sunshine and the fresh air in every bite!) I used the buttermilk as a beverage and in baking We also fed it to our chickens along with cooked potato peelings and grains.
All in all this life was very pleasant and satisfying at least to me, but the addition of several more sons, (three, to be precise; Ben, Theo and Charlie) and the loss of my partner to greener pastures (California-can you blame him? I can't and he has been an excellent friend and a big blessing in our lives in countless ways) made this way increasingly difficult (although I continued until the boys were grown to bake all our bread, cakes, cookies, and to make granola, yogurt, sauerkraut and all sorts of goodies.
"Warriors of the Spirit can see many values captured in the most widely communicated piece of printed material in history,,,,the (US) one dollar bill.
First, E Pluribus Unum describes the mixing of the races; an ultimate mission.
Next: the eagle faces the olive branch indicating that peace is the preferred tactic.
spiritual eye, indicating the order of the ages is to be completed by... THE SPIRIT.
First, E Pluribus Unum describes the mixing of the races; an ultimate mission.
Next: the eagle faces the olive branch indicating that peace is the preferred tactic.
spiritual eye, indicating the order of the ages is to be completed by... THE SPIRIT.
Things seem to be looking good these days. It seems to me that maybe by electing Obama, the US is saying we want to be in fellowship with the rest of the world; we are not afraid, we do not hate. If we are actually past the mode of unceasing hostility and paranoia, we will then have to address a vast array of problems. The creativity and energy which has gone into making was may now begin to be channeled into making a pleasant home for the many beings with whom we share this sphere. Ignorance, poverty, absurd values...fortunately many people have been working quietly of solutions to them all, and if the dinosaurs of greed and hatred are extincted, then the mammals of peace and brotherhood may flourish.*9
"Oh how I wonder, oh how I worry and I would dearly like to know If all this wonder of earthly plunder will leave us anything to show And our time is flyin' see the candle burnin' low It’s the new world rising, from the shambles of the old If we could just join hands."
("The Rover", Led Zeppelin Physical Graffiti 1975)
One of the most daunting issues is the war on intelligence.
Early on in childhood, smart kids and teachers are poked fun at and portrayed as humorless losers, pedantic bores, snobs, elitists, grinds, etc.
Right now I'm in a living situation where I can observe at close range the effects of "dumbing down". I am also observing in myself the effects of being reluctant to appear smart for fear of making others feel inadequate somehow.
In the past I didn't mind being a bore and I was usually a good audience for others, no matter how boring or trite their conversations. Also I avoided making suggestions as to how things can be improved as I realized early on that people don't want to hear suggestions. I learned to shut up and have also shut down almost completely just to be able to live at peace.
But this blogging thing is a wonderful device where I can actually say what I really think and don't have to wave it in anyone's face. If they are interested, they can read it and if not, so be it.
I just do need to have an outlet other than my sketchbooks, although I feel safer having no one really know what I think or feel. The exceptions are my sons, who have gotten earfuls throughout their lives.
I don't think it has done them any harm, frankly.
Back in the old days of social media, we used to have a lot of fun!! This is from April 25, 2009 ·
1.) I'm pretty random by nature, which is why I love to putter, moving from task to task without any plan. "Go with the flow" is my nature.
2.) Music is my favorite earthly phenomenon. I can literally do nothing but LISTEN for hours and hours. It's a gateway to beautiful spaces.
3.) I am sinfully lazy to the point of slothfulness. Also, I'm rather proud of this as I feel laziness is the mother of invention, and have found many ingenious methods to do things without expending much energy.
4.) I've been putting off doing this "25 Things" note.
5.) I like to put things in order. I can get a tad obsessive about this, which is why
6.) I like to have a minimum of stuff. If one is both lazy and obsessive, this is the wise choice.
7.) I spend a lot of time in the worlds inside my self, which are spectacularly beautiful and also make sense to me.
8,) I find this world confusing and dismaying most of the time and have never quite gotten the hang of how to manage it all. It really makes no sense to me and the worlds inside me do make sense. So..
9.) I spend an absurd amount of time totally alone and happy. I like to keep track of humans I like, which is what facebook is all about, but mostly I'm content to randomly putter and hum and do little dances.
10.) I like my body and tend to it like the owner of a vintage Jaguar. I brush my hair and buff my nails and rub scented oils into my skin. I stretch, yawn and dance a lot.
11.) Art is my major activity, and even this is totally a Selfish activity. It is my SELF talking to my self. I have a lot to learn from my SELF, I find.
12.) I believe all sentient Beings have a SELF and that SELF-knowledge and self cultivation are one's primary duties in this life.
13.) I am quite sure that "reality is more malleable than we realize. I know experientially that if a group of people are "together" they can shape their local reality to a considerable extent.
14.) My ideal reality would be a planetary permaculture Rainbow Gathering. Peace and Love, y'all!! Welcome Home.
15.) I am baffled when people mock peace, love and happiness. Um, duh, do you think discord, hatred and misery are preferable? OK... Whatever floats your boat, baby. Different strokes for different folks.
16.) I like warm colorful socks. I like clothes in general mainly for decorative and expressive purposes, but comfort is a big factor. I'd like to have a clothing manufactory for clothes I design because then people would be a lot more fun to look at. Maybe they would feel happier too if their clothes were cosy and lovely.
17.) I think men might enjoy themselves more if they allowed themselves to be pretty and silly. I love being pretty and silly and almost never wished to be the opposite. (I did go through a period of SELF denial, which was horrid!)
18.) I play a lot of video games. I've learn things from them which have served me well on various occasions.
19.) I especially like getting older. Humans generally seem to improve with age.
20.) Eternal life is appealing to me. I have an idea that we haven't even scratched the surface of what's possible. My sense about life is that it is an Infinite Game. And I just wanna play!
21.) I really like my Mom. She's a pip.
22.) Although dead, my Dad still visits with me on occasion.
23.) Yes I really am crazy. Or at least the opposite of what passes for sanity in this realm.
24.) I own my Shadow.
25.) Truth is Elegant.
Monday, June 13, 2016
Twatocracy
I am in a total twist here. I feel enraged by the twatocracy. These mean girls; the ones who sit and mock people and make stupid rules about how people are supposed to dress and act and smell and think.
They are the ones behind mindlessly manipulative TV shows like "What NOT to Wear", and "Monsters In Law" and the absolutely nauseating, heinous world of women's magazines and TV. They victimize everyone, especially other women, by their manipulation of others sympathies. (I've done it myself. This is a confession of my own sins as well.)
It goes with the territory of what is expected of female behavior, and is heavily enforced with ridicule, insults and economic sanctions. The goal of these twatocrats is an odorless, uniform, mindlessly consuming populace of minions. Oh I am so sick of them!!
I prefer the real people of this world, the ones on the buses and the streets. The are real, not media zombies!
They are the ones behind mindlessly manipulative TV shows like "What NOT to Wear", and "Monsters In Law" and the absolutely nauseating, heinous world of women's magazines and TV. They victimize everyone, especially other women, by their manipulation of others sympathies. (I've done it myself. This is a confession of my own sins as well.)
It goes with the territory of what is expected of female behavior, and is heavily enforced with ridicule, insults and economic sanctions. The goal of these twatocrats is an odorless, uniform, mindlessly consuming populace of minions. Oh I am so sick of them!!
I prefer the real people of this world, the ones on the buses and the streets. The are real, not media zombies!
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