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  1. Dao of Dad

    While going through my Dad's belongings. I tried on some of his shoes. I grinned and chuckled when I found I could not quite fill them.
  2. Everyone post some favorite quotes!

    If necessity is the mother of invention, then laziness is the father. ~ anon
  3. The Cool Picture Thread

  4. what is human?

    in literal terms what is a body? what is it but a collection of food that is acquired and maintained for a time? this body, that i was taught by my loving materialist father is my most concrete and real 'self' my only real self, how is it thi is comprised only of that which is outside it, that which is not me? that which the materialist considers himself, is comprised only of that which he considers himself not to be. what is not the body, becomes the body this body is a process of the acquisition of food mingling with awareness my body is a collection of ingested food. food that was not my body, before i chewed and swallowed. food that was earth and sunshine and rain. food that was a lively pig. hours ago it was earth and sun and rain, it was broccoli now it is perhaps fingernail and heart tissue and part of a turd what magic is this? to whom, if any does this body or anything belong? where then can it be said that I stop and the rest of the unvierse begins?
  5. Mental and physical routes to enightenment

    In regards to this topic, I hear @rene very clearly. and she's saying...
  6. How to progress in my practice??

    such a simple joy. teachers arise everywhere... literally all about us... nature always communicating. are we listening? and if we hear, can we comprehend?
  7. Dao of Dad

    The Dao of Dad While any fertile man can potentially father a child... not everyone is capable of being a Dad. A thread to share about your Father, or your Dad. A place to honor, or vent... and not be shamed. Share or not, it's up to you. Here are my two experiences with Fathers... as antipodal as they come. I really won the lottery when it came to my Father... my Dad. Out of 6 billion people (when I was born), I got Spencer Brian for a Father. Invaluable beyond imagining the gift of having this man as my Dad. His intelligence and fiercely keen intellect were only outmatched by his humor and his love of nature. He nurtured exploration. He cultivated critical thinking in the way he phrased open questions that prodded one to explore and come to one's own conclusions and was reticent to ever offer outright answers. He encouraged participation in life full throttle. Really live, right or wrong, be there. Participate! He was a fierce materialist and often gave me skads of shit for my energetic perceptions and woo woo ways. God how I miss that! But in all my time with him... no matter how fundamentally we disagreed on something, even when he was picking me up at the police station... not only did my Dad never hit me, he never spoke unkindly to me. Never once did he put me down, assault me with his assumptions, or chastise me. He had no need to. He was comfortable with who he was and he accepted I was not him. So we could meet and overlap or not overlap as was authentic to our nature. He had no compunctions about calling out dangerous or dumbass behavior. But never once in the midst of said chastising did I for a moment feel that he rejected me, or didn't love me, or nurture me that I might thrive. When he passed... and every. single. day. since. I am overwhelmed by gratitude that out of this 14 billion year spinning universe, I had the chance and unbelievable fortune to meet and spend time with that man, let alone have him for a Father. Truly, what greater gift is there? Did I earn this? no. It's just how things were for me. That's my experience with fatherhood. My other intimate experience of a father is the antipodal extreme of my own and is my experience with the man who fathered (and tortured) my wife throughout her childhood. My wife had the opposite experience of fatherhood. The man who fathered her, is a tyrant and a bully. He manipulated oversaw ever miuntea (including how many pieces of tp she could wipe her ass with) her entire life to the age of 19 when she escaped his influence of violence, threat and terror and moved in with me. Her father operates from an assumption of absolute Naive Realism wherein, he assumes he sees the world the way it really is and if you don't agree with his take on things, you are wrong. end of story. He operates with the entire world on the three levels of truth. He respects force and obedience above all other attributes. Loving, nurturing, compassion, understanding, empathy, sympathy are all weaknesses to be driven relentlessly from their host as if a disease. He operates on the three levels of truth. he knows the truth and he explains the truth to you fairly, calmly and openly, because he knows the truth and you must as well. if you don't agree can't understand the truth after he has calmly shown you what it is, he then begins shouting and yells the truth at you, in an effort to intimidate you into following the truth even if you don't 'get it'. finally, if these two don't work, he then feels obligated to beat the truth into you, for your own good. To not do this by his own admission, is a dereliction of his duty as one who knows the truth. repeat 2 and 3 as needed. Did she earn this? No. It's just how things were for her. I'm reminded of the impact the following exchange had on me when I heard it and when I recall it now. Having come from a home with such a father as I had, realizing how different it was for others is traumatizing in itself, particularly when it's someone we admire, love and respect. It's from the 1989 movie Parenthood and is a very brief exchange between Diane Weist who plays Helen and Keanu Reeves who plays Todd Higgins. The writing is keen and insightful in the extreme for me. It goes like this: In the kitchen Helen addressing a concern over her son. Helen: I guess a boy Gary's age really needs a man around. Todd: Yea, well... mmm... depends on the man. I had a man around. He used to wake me up in the morning by flicking lit cigarettes at my head. "hey asshole, get up and make me breakfast!". You know, Mrs. buckman, you need a license to buy a dog. You need a license to drive a car. Hell, you even need a license to catch a fish. But they'll let any butt-reaming asshole be a father. here's the scene itself Then there's the Father that I am now, my son is 13. That book is being written...
  8. Open Invitation

    it's still going...
  9. Haters are not seeking a conversation, they crave the expansion of their hate. Haters do not engage in communication, they vomit bile in the hopes of spreading misery and killing joy. Killing joy in others is of paramount importance. My response is usually to not merit such with any response Sometimes it seems prudent to listen, or read what they have to say and then respond without malice, without escalating in a way that then disengages and removes further connection. My usual response if one seems merited is a simple "ok." It's ok for you to think and feel this way. I acknowledge you, your thoughts and your feelings. I hear you and acknowledge such. This is the extent of it though. No need to defend against or engage further. Don't engage or acknowledge repeats or rephrasing of same. Disengage toxicity. Life is precious and short. When I realize I've wandered into a toxic bog, I don't stick around. I move on. I don't blame the bog, or my perspective of it. When I step in dog shit, I move on and wash. I don't step in it again and again to show it who's boss... And remember, it's not possible to have a conversation with someone seeking to create conflict and argument.
  10. Watching The Birds

    We share our home with three cats. A Short Hair, a Maine Coon and a Norwegian Forest. I often have waterfall, or rain or birdsong youtubes on in the background to offset street noise or the sound of our neighbor rehearsing (vegas lounge singer). The Coon and the Norwegian will watch for quite a while... the short hair she's having none of it. "can't smell em, they're not real."
  11. Everyone post some favorite quotes!

    If you give someone $100 and never see them again, it is probably money well spent. ~anon
  12. Everyone post some favorite quotes!

    We rarely quote nowadays to appeal to authority... though we quote sometimes to display our sapience and erudition. Some authors we quote against. Some we quote not at all, offering them our scrupulous avoidance, and so make them part of our "white mythology." Other authors we constantly invoke, chanting their names in cerebral rituals of propitiation or ancestor worship. ~ Ihab Hassan
  13. What are you watching on Youtube?

    On extremity of emotion... Be what you are! Get unconstipated! Open up the throttle and live!