THOUGHTS: WHAT THE RICH REALLY THINK ABOUT YOU

 It doesn’t matter how much an education costs, doesn’t matter if your kids can’t afford to go to college or come out with massive debt, we will always be able to send our kids to university. And because a lot of our income is derived from tax incentives and taxpayer-financed bailouts your taxes are sending our kids to school. But you do not have the right to any of our money to send your kid to school.

If you or your kids want to start a business, you will find that because we’ve sucked all the money out of the economy, there is simply no available cash around to help you finance your startup. (Unless you want to go to your friends online at sites like Indiegogo, and isn’t that just cute?) We just cut our kids a check and tell them to go have fun.

Your kids are born with a glass ceiling above which they will almost certainly never have the opportunity to rise. Our kids are born with a marble floor beneath which they will never be allowed to fall.

If you accidentally provide incorrect information on your tax return, you could lose your house, your possessions, and your livelihood. We lie all the time on our tax information and none of us ever have to deal with this. We squirrel away trillions of dollars in overseas accounts and do all we can to ensure that your money never leaves our control because we'll doubtless need to scoop out more of it soon.

You live in a Company Town; we pay you to work for us, while making sure that we own all the stores in town that sell our goods, the doctors offices where you go in town, the restaurants where you eat, and that we charge you just enough to make sure that at the end of the week you don’t have any leftover money to squirrel away, so you can never leave the company town, can never get ahead, and can never risk criticizing the company town. You work for us. We own the town where you live. We own you. 

FROM A FAN

 It is just as possible to get yourself a pussy as it is to never have one again. Imagine being in a nice soft wet pink pussy next weekend and  now imagine the last pussy you had was your last you will ever have again, you will never ever taste, smell, fuck, touch a pussy again, even a ugly one. It is a possibility. You need to think about it. It is your penis.I really hope you find love and a pussy, I do. For your sake, for your parents, your neices and nephews, and because I know you have it in you to make a lonely good woman happy, by being a great husband and father. But besides loving you, try  give you advice, I can't do much for you. And YOU must admit things are looking a little grim right now maybe there is a possibility you are doing something wrong. Whatever you are doing, have been doing it just isn't working for you

LOVE LETTER: DEAR SOULMATE..WITH YOUR LOVE...I LIVE

Dear Soulmate,

With your love I live.Without it I would be alone in a parade, ingnorant of emotion, and desolate of tone.All but too often I'm entranced in a soliloquy,questioning the love I give, and the love I receive in return.I wonder how you could love one so relentlessly, with such passion. Like a blazing fire with no fuel on which to burn. yuur love has protected me and gave me the strength to help others in need.It helps me give out words of encouragement and take a positive lead.With your love I live, Without it I would die.Left with only one question upon my lips... Why?My love extends far beyond words,Far beyond the deep seas,Far beyond the expanses of space,Far beyond even human creation.My heart to my beloved one,Extends past all the eye can see,Extends beyond the human race,Extends past my very creation.And my life,Worthless without my beautiful love,My beautiful love for you. Your eyes...They burn deep into my soul,They say more than words ever could.For even though you are hers,I see myself fixated in them.Your words are calming,Your actions comforting,But your eyes spark something within.The deep brown is something entrancing,And they hold a mysterious glow.Beautiful and enchanting Are the mysteries of your eyes


Imagine waking up each day, having someone
love you, with a love so strong... never having
to be alone, if things go wrong...

Imagine knowing that when you leave from their
sight... that their love for you means everything...
that it will be alright...

Imagine when you return... they greet you with a
smile and coffee in hand... listens to how your 
day went and treats you like a man...

Imagine being able to speak of feelings from 
your heart... and know that these feelings are
the same as theirs from the start...

Imagine to have passion unrestrained and
warm... to hold you in their arms, feel their touch,
their kisses, their love, till the early morn...

Imagine what it would be like to laugh and play...
spend time together, explore the things you  
would like to do...

Imagine...that it's me and you...

SPIRITUAL/ THOUGHT: HOW TO TURN SELF HATRED TO SELF LOVE

People filled with self-loathing typically imagine they dislike every part of themselves, but this is rarely, if ever, true. More commonly, if asked what specific parts of themselves they dislike, they're able to provide specific answers: their physical appearance, their inability to excel academically or at a job, or maybe their inability to accomplish their dreams. Yet when presented, for example, a scenario in which they come upon a child trapped under a car at the scene of an accident, that they recoil in horror and would want urgently to do something to help rarely causes them to credit themselves for the humanity such a reaction indicates.

It's life's secret sauce—what makes you comfortable in your own skin and acts as a powerful attractant to others. And it's possible to give it a boost.

Why do self-loathers so readily overlook the good parts of themselves? The answer in most cases turns out to relate not to the fact that they have negative qualities but to the disproportionate weight they lend them. People who dislike themselves may acknowledge they have positive attributes but any emotional impact they have simply gets blotted out.Which makes learning to like oneself no easy task.

The circumstances that initially lead people to dislike themselves do so by triggering a thought process of self-loathing that continues long after the circumstances that set it in motion have resolved, a thought process that continues to gain momentum the longer it remains unchallenged, much like a boulder picks up speed rolling down a mountain as long as nothing gets in its way. For example, your parents may have failed to praise you or support your accomplishments in school when you were young—perhaps even largely ignored you—which led you to conclude they didn't care about you, which then led you to conclude you're not worth caring about. It's this last idea, not the memory of your parents ignoring you, that gathers the power within your life to make you loathe yourself if not checked by adult reasoning early on. Once a narrative of worthlessness embeds itself in one's mind, it becomes extraordinarily difficult to disbelieve it, especially when one can find evidence that it represents a true account.

But a narrative is just that: a story we tell ourselves. It may very well contain elements of truth—that we are unattractive, that we do fail a lot of the time, or that our parents didn't find us all that lovable—but to proceed from facts such as these to the conclusion that we're deserving only of our own derision constitutes a significant thought error.

We ground our self-esteem in things about ourselves we perceive as unique: typically our looks, our skills, or our accomplishments.But we only need to experience the loss of any one of these supportive elements to recognize the danger of relying on them to create our self-esteem. Looks, as we all know, fade. Unwanted weight is often gained. Illness sometimes strikes, preventing us from running as fast, concentrating as hard, or thinking as clearly as we once did. Past accomplishments lose their ability to sustain us the farther into the past we have to look for them.

I'm not arguing that basing our self-esteem on our positive qualities is wrong. But we should aim to base it on positive qualities that require no comparison to the qualities of others for us to value them. We must awaken to the essential goodness— if we want to like ourselves we have to earn our own respect. Luckily, doing this doesn't require that we become people of extraordinary physical attractiveness or accomplishment. It only requires we become people of extraordinary character—something anyone can do.

A simple thought experiment supports this notion: think right now of your favorite person and ask yourself, what is it about them that attracts you the most? Odds are it isn't their physical appearance or their accomplishments but rather their magnanimous spirit; the way they treat others. This is the key quality that makes people likable, even to themselves.

Treating others well, it turns out, is the fastest path to a healthy self-esteem. If you dislike yourself, stop focusing on your negative qualities. We all have negative qualities. There's nothing special about your negativity, I promise you. Focus instead on caring for others. Because the more you care about others, I guarantee the more in turn you'll be able to care about yourself.

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PERSONAL: YOU DESERVE SOMEONE LIKE ME

You deserve someone like me. You deserve love and security, a combination that warms the core of your heart. You deserve knowledge that the person you are with wants to be there and, more importantly, won’t run away when times get tough. This is someone that will stay by your side, fight your fights right there with you because they know you would do the same for them.

You deserve someone who laughs at your jokes and smiles at the mere sight of you smiling. This smile will be genuine, not fake, and you will feel butterflies when you see it and your smile will grow until your cheeks can no longer take it.

You deserve someone who brings you coffee in the morning because they know the addiction is real. You deserve breakfast in bed, flowers “just because,” and hugs that feel like you are at home.

You deserve hands that only reach for you. They may be dry, cracked, calloused, perfectly manicured, or a complete mess, but they know you, your hands, and your body. They don’t reach away to know more.

You deserve someone who doesn’t make you cry, at least on purpose, because you are human and you feel deeply and love passionately, and when one teardrop falls there may be a thousand more, but you are not alone. Even though they hurt you, they hold you until the shaking stops, wiping away your tears and kissing your damp cheeks although you whisper for them to stop. They will say sorry and you will feign being mad until you both give in to happiness again because you know anger is a state the two of you cannot remain in.

You deserve someone who takes responsibility for their mistakes and who apologizes for the times they unintentionally hurt you because you would do the same for them. You deserve someone who can forgive as you do, even if neither of you can completely forget.

You deserve someone whose touch feels like fireworks across your skin, whose eyes always look for yours when they enter a room, and whose heart never yearns for the attention of another.

You deserve trust that may waver but never entirely falter. It will look nothing like control. It will look like freedom but with your best friend by your side holding your hand. There will be moments of jealousy, but these will be outweighed by smiles, laughter, trust, and love.

You deserve back rubs for no reason, dinner you don’t have to make alone, a hand to hold, a heart to feel, and a person who cannot imagine life without you in it.

You Can't Forget That You Deserve Kindness, I can give you that. Too It's not selfish to accept selfless kindness and selfless love.

You deserve security just as much as you deserve spontaneity. You will be comfortable but not so settled down that stubborn roots no longer give you the nutrients you need to grow. This person you are with will try the things you enjoy and you will try the things they do as well. You will find new things to do and new places to go because you both love to share these sorts of moments together.

You deserve someone who pushes you to be better, to seek out the best opportunities for you even if the next step is terrifying for you both.

You deserve chocolate when you are cranky, a partner to indulge in your guilty television pleasures, and someone who tries to kiss you even though they just watched you puke up breakfast, lunch, and dinner. This is the person who laughs when you correct their grammar instead of getting mad, the one who knows they had better text you back, and the person who understands that you will not always have your “A game” out on display.

You deserve someone who wants to be better for you, someone who strives to be better for you, but, most importantly, you deserve someone who wants to be better for themselves. This is the type of person who will grow alongside of you and never dream of holding you back.

You deserve someone who is looking at the big picture in life, and that picture has you in it.

You deserve someone who continues looking forward, someone who doesn’t stop constantly to look at the past. They may not like everything about who you were before, but they love who you have become. They know not to let your past trip them up for too long. You both came into the relationship with baggage that slowly unpacked itself and, even though it would be easy enough to pack up your things and go back to your respective homes, you both stay.

You deserve someone who loves you as much as you love them, a life that is so beautiful that you cannot tell if you are awake or still in bed dreaming, and someone who doesn’t so much as put one foot out the door because they know you are not the person to walk away from. This will be the person who sticks around through thick and thin because they want to, not because they have to.

You deserve all of this and so much more, and you deserve it for a lifetime WITH ME

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JOURNAL: TRYING TO LOVE MYSELF

I was raised in a family where outward appearance and reputation were important. No one ever explicitly told me, “What other people think of you is more important than being your true self,” yet that’s what I learned to believe. It became my mission to be accepted by others, because I thought that only then would I be worthy of love.

I spent most of my middle school and high school years pretending to be somebody that I wasn’t. I would “chameleon” to blend in with people around me.

I suspect that due to my less-than-stellar acting skills, a lot of people could tell that I was being phony and didn’t want to hang out with me. This only increased my hunger for external validation and acceptance.

I finally received the honest feedback that would change my life forever:

I showed up as arrogant, selfish, self-righteous, superior, and judgmental.

The feedback hit me like a ton of bricks. I was simultaneously composed and totally shocked.

I was composed because I knew that people experienced me in those ways: I was a condescending know-it-all with judgment by the boatload, and little tolerance for people “doing it the wrong way” (not my way). My demeanor was often cold and closed off, and I could easily insult people where I knew it would hurt.

I was shocked, because when I received that feedback from somebody that I’d met less than six hours earlier, I felt completely vulnerable. I didn’t know what to do with myself in that moment of being completely exposed.

The walls that I’d created to “protect” my authentic self were only pushing (or rather, shoving) everyone else away. I finally decided to make a change. And thus began my journey of rediscovering my true self.

To say that it was a battle would be a grave understatement. The little voice inside my head had gotten really good at convincing me of “truths” that were actually just thoughts based in my false beliefs about reputation and acceptance.

Lying to myself had become such a subconscious process for me that bringing it into my consciousness on a daily basis was a struggle.

Right after receiving the feedback, I’d keep “be authentic” on the forefront of my mind for a few days at a time. But more often than not, my commitment to being authentic would slowly fade behind my decades of pretending to be somebody else, and I often wouldn’t even notice the shift.

When I’d realize that I wasn’t being perfectly authentic, every moment of every day, I’d go into beat-up mode and would berate myself for being a failure.

My new awareness seemed like a game of lose-lose: if I ventured out into authentic living and slipped back into my old ways, I’d go into beat-up mode; if I acted like I was okay with being my pretending old self, I’d feel sick to my stomach about who I was pretending to be. I didn’t know how to win that game.

I spent a couple of years on the rollercoaster ride of stepping out and being authentic, slipping back into my old ways, and beating myself up about it; it was exhausting. But then I learned that personal development isn’t a switch, it’s a journey.

I couldn’t just turn off my old behaviors and turn on some new authentic behaviors.

Creating lasting change would take commitment, practice, and most importantly self-compassion.

Commitment meant truly committing myself to being authentic, and doing it for nobody else but me. And practice meant making conscious choices to set my authentic self free instead of staying in the box I’d built for myself.

The self-compassion piece was the most important because it determined whether or not I wanted to pick myself back up, dust myself off, and give it another go.

If making a mistake was only going to end in me beating myself up about it, then I’d rather not have even attempted it. But if making a mistake was met with a desire to learn, and then re-approach my ways of being in a new way, it was a much easier choice to make.

Throughout my journey of discovering and living as my authentic self, I have experienced moments of immense joy and freedom, which have encouraged me to continue moving forward.

But one day—and I can’t remember exactly when it happened—I just decided to do it. I knew that deep down in my heart I wanted to, so I refused to let that little voice stop me anymore. If people were going to think that being my authentic self was “weird” then so be it!

I wish I could say “and then I shut the little voice up forevermore and lived happily ever after,” but that wouldn’t be true. My little voice was screaming  But I just chose to acknowledge the screaming and ignored it anyways.

When I limit myself because of my fear of what others might think of me, I’m limiting what I think of me. When I truly embrace my authentic self, I am free.

Abraham Maslow said, “What is life for? It is for you.” 

 Most people, at the first sign of distress, would rather deny the hard truth than face it.  But the truth does not cease to exist when it is ignored.  When you try to ignore it, you will find yourself living a lie every day as the truth haunts your thoughts every night.  Don’t do this to yourself.  Face the facts.  You simply can’t get away from your truth by moving dishonestly from one place to the next.

The truth will set you free, but first it may tick you off for a while, and that’s OK.  It’s always better to be hurt by the truth than comforted by a lie.  Because the truth hurts only once and then gradually fades, but a lie hurts just as bad every single time you remember you’re living it.

There’s the cold feet pain of moving on ‒ graduating, taking the next step, walking away from the familiar and into the unknown.  There’s the sharp growing pains of trial and error, of failing as you learn the best way forward.  There’s the immense, dizzying pain of life slapping you in the face when everything you thought you knew wasn’t true, or everything you had planned for falls through.

There are the more ambiguous aches and pains of success, when you actually get what you had hoped for, but then realize that it’s not quite what you had envisioned.  And then, from time to time, there are the warm, tingling pains you feel when you realize that you are standing in a moment of sweet perfection, a priceless instant of achievement or happiness which you know cannot possibly last, and yet will remain with you forever.

Even though so many folks forget, pain is actually a good thing.  It means you’re breathing, and trying, and interacting with the endless possibilities in this world.  Pain is for the living only; it’s worth fully accepting and dealing with while you still have a chance.

PERSONAL/JOURNAL/DATING: I WANT SOMEONE TO SHARE THINGS WITH

I used to watch my Disney movies until the tapes no longer worked. I would make my mom read my favorite fairy tales over and over, until I knew the stories by heart. Sometimes I think that these books and movies shaped who I am, and made it so that I’ll always be looking for Princess.The first girl I ever fell in love with was the one I thought I would marry. And that seemed special, until we broke up, and I fell in love again, and it felt like she was the one I was going to marry. I realized that I think I’m going to be with every girlfriend forever because I’m incapable of just “casually seeing someone.” In order for me to be with someone, there always has to be hope, and there always has to be a future. Sometimes I see people around me getting married, and you can tell that they’re not really in love, and they’re doing it for other reasons. I don’t know how to tell them that it kills me to see it, that they deserve better, that we should wait for love. I can’t stand hook-up culture. I think the worst thing that ever happened to our society was the devaluing of love that takes time. I’ve never had a one-night stand, but I don’t think that I physically could. I don’t see the point in being with someone that you don’t actually care about — why not just spend the night alone? People think that I’m weird sometimes for being as romantic as I am. They think that I’m old-fashioned or corny, and I don’t know if they realize that’s not an insult. One of my biggest fears in life is getting divorced and it happen Not because it would be messy, or expensive, or embarrassing, but because it would mean that someone I loved that much — someone I invested that much of my life in — went sour, and there was nothing we could do about it. Sometimes I feel embarrassed for prioritizing love and relationships as much as I do, like that makes me less of a modern woman, or I should be doing other things with my life. But I can’t help it, love always feels like the most important part of life, no matter what else is going on. I think when we all get down to it, though, having casual relationships don’t fulfill you in the same way as actual love does. It’s become what’s expected to just have hook ups and “see” each other, so you feel like you can’t ask for more, but it’s not what most people really want.. I still have a dream book of all the things I want to do with the person I love. Sometimes I wonder where our generation is going, and when we are going to change what we’re looking for. We can’t all just be casually dating forever, right?. I am alone now, and it’s not that I’m upset about it, I just can’t stop thinking of all the wonderful things I could be doing and experiencing with someone else. I think that life is so great, it’s too much for just one person. I want someone to share things with. I worry that this makes me weird, or outdated. I hope there is someone out there who wants to share it all with me, and who still believes in love.

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SPIRITUAL: YOU ARE NOT YOUR THOUGHTS

Your THOUGHTS are never the real YOU. Why? Because thoughts come and go, but you are always present. YOU are aware of thoughts, thoughts are not aware of youThoughts report to you, you don’t report to thoughts.

This is why believing our thoughts leads to suffering; because we are putting our attention/identity on a temporary and fleeting mental appearance. Because thoughts are inherently unstable, we feel unstable when we identify with them.

So what’s the alternative? Here it is: Stay home. Don’t leave your center. Don’t move. Be still. Let your attention merge into the silence. Zero point. Note that since you already are pure Consciousness, there can be no talk of becoming it. And since you already are it, there can be no talk of going somewhere to get it.

Simply put, thoughts need YOU to exist, but you do not need them. Therefore in order for them to become a full blown belief, they need your cooperation. Or more specifically, your energy. Why? Because they get the energy to become a belief from the only power source available: your ATTENTION! Stop giving your thoughts power (via your attention/interest) and what happens? Like a fan that is unplugged, the blades start to slow down and will eventually stop.

The thing is you can’t fake it. If you are still believing your thoughts, and thus suffering, it’s because you are interested in them at some level. Remember, we have been believing them for decades, so be patient with yourself; it can take a while for thoughts to lose their allure, their stickiness.

Why is it so hard to detach from our thoughts? Because we mistake them for who/what we are. It is how a parasite exists in nature. It tricks the host into thinking that it is part of itself, and so no alarm bells go off. If you think something is you than you simply accept it and the matter is closed.

But what we forget is that thoughts are made of language. And language must be learned—and learning takes time. And so, for the first few months of your existence, you had no awareness of thoughts and yet you existed perfectly well! This can mean only one thing: You are NOT your Thoughts!

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REVIEW: "The Man Who Folded Himself" by David Gerrold

If you have sex with yourself is that masturbation? Just to clarify, we're not talking about yourself by yourself but rather with you from another timeline.

I imagine that's a question few books outside of David Gerrold's The Man Who Folded Himself have had to consider.

 I'd of course heard of David Gerrold as the author of the classic Star Trek episode The Trouble with Tribbles The Man Who Folded Himself is a brief book - It's the type of book you can read in a day or two.

It tells the story of Dan Eakin. And in a sense Dan is pretty much the only character of any importance. He inherits from his uncle a time travel device. The book then plunges headfirst into regions that most time travel stories tremble before - ideas of meeting oneself, changing history, and paradox. Dan quickly learns that he can indeed change the past. He can even change his own past. Though in so doing all he does is create another timeline and another Dan.

The Dans meet each other a lot. They usually get along pretty well. There are get-togethers where they meet up. Eternal poker games, summer parties. Over time some of the Dans become lovers with one another. Some of the Dans are very different from each other, whether in appearance, age, sanity, or other reasons. One pair falls deeply in love with each other. Another loses his mind and becomes homicidal. The book tends to follow just one of these Dans though every once in a while the narration switches to another Dan, especially done to illustrate differences between them - like when one of them loses his sanity. At one point our protagonist and narrator finds himself alone - he's still on a "normal" Earth but he's on a timeline where he can't find any other instances of himself - which makes him feel alone.

Dan experiments with changing history - he does the obligatory killing Hitler. He also experiments with eliminating Jesus of Nazareth and removes Christianity in one timeline. Dan prefers to stay near the his hometime and the resulting world is so alien to him he quickly undoes it. These are big ideas but they tend to get expressed compactly, in just a few paragraphs.

Dan isn't immortal. He's a tourist in the timeline but he tends to stay around the year he first received his time travel device. He forgets that the world around him progresses - the building under construction is always under construction. It's he that changes as he begins aging - as time travel is not a source of immortality. He still lives, just lives differently. He begins associating with older versions of himself. He is shocked to watch one of his selves die of old age.

Over time Dan seems to find more fulfillment as he decides to settle in one time and live a normal-ish life - not that he doesn't go on the occasional jaunt, but he finds a purpose in becoming a part of the world.


The Man Who Folded Himself is an unusual book. It is brief but it covers some enormous topics. Copyrighted in 1973 it deals with same-sex relationships with a boldness unusual for its time. Its protagonist wrestles with the idea of free will. He tries to find love - but what does it say about him that the person he loves the most is himself? Is that healthy or disturbing? The brief elimination of Jesus Christ and all of Christianity is handled in under a page or two.

Any of these things could really be made into an entire mammoth novel - or five-book trilogy. But Gerrold doesn't really provide answers so much as he gives you ideas to think about. Time travel is almsot a toy for all the good it can do - each jaunt creates its own universe, making the jumper the only "real" person in a sense. Time traveling in this setting is very much an act of personal vanity - the rest of people of the universe seems to be just a supporting cast for Dan.

PERSONAL/ LOVE LETTER: DEAR SOULMATE..OUR PHONE CALLS

Dear Soulmate,

When you love someone, you will do anything for them,when you care about someone, you will be there for them when no one else is,when you cherish someone, you treasure every moment you have in their eyes,when you realize you love, care about, and cherish someone,  that's when you know you can't live without them.Of all the millions of people in this world, I found you,I loved you with all my heart.You were my first,We were never apart.I thought of you day and night,I made you my whole world,You called and wrote me time after time.Every night on the phone,Our silent, nerve wracking moments, we'd share.We talked for hours on the phone and exchanged ideas about love.The love grew stronger than ever.Together we beat all the odds.We talked over and over again..sharing secrets and visions of love.We began to feel for one another and gradually love grew in our hearts.Before we could be won over the sky was as red as crimson.After romance eventually commenced..the moon was as blue as the rainbow. Love between us was our destiny as if it?s made in heaven above.In spite of...that we started on the phone.It flourished more than we ever knew.Every day we talk on the phone about how to meet face to face.In my dreams, I can feel your lips pressing mine,taste the sweetness of your kiss. Holding you in my arms, touching your soft skin, under a harvest moon,  shining in our eyes. You provided a comfort zone for me, You were always there.I look at you and can only see,My love, my life, my Eternity.With you there is no end,Let's hold each other, our love to tend,In this chaotic world of ours,One thing is for sure in my heart,You finish the circle throughout my life,Like a never ending fire through the night,Mystic colors swirl 'round,only for you will they die down,Keep me on your mind and in your thoughts,What we have, my love, cannot be bought.Forever in my arms. I want you to be. You are my light I follow in the dark,A splendid jewel that makes my life bright.I give you my heart, my being whole.To fly on your wings To join with your soul.