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Mr. Raven's avatar

I would have never guessed you were a Deadhead, LOL. Now back to your regularly scheduled political chatter.

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Zippy's avatar

The separate and always separative self is inherently, always, and irrationally opposed. The presumed other is always an opponent, in effect, if not by intention. The separate self is confronted only by binding forces, and it is itself a force that is tending to bind every presumed other. The separate self and the presumed other are mad relations, always together in the growling pit, bound by Nature to do Nature's deeds to one another. And as experience increases, it becomes clear that Nature is an Immense Pattern that always seeks and inevitably attains superiority, dominance, and the destruction of every part and self.

Therefore, the Great Other - whether It is called Nature or Nature's God - is your Opponent, not your Refuge. And the very perception and conception of difference (or Otherness), is the sign that the separate and separative self, rather than Truth or God, is the presumed basis of your conscious existence.

Truth is prior or eternal Freedom and Humour, whether or not the Other or the Opponent seems to be present. Therefore Truth is the only Refuge. And if you surrender to Truth, which is Transcendental Being, Consciousness, or Happiness (the Subjective Source of self and all that is objective or Objective to it), then there is an Awakening from this nightmare of condemmed life and its passionate search for pleasure, escape, and victory.

Whatever is apparently objective to the separate self immediately becomes your enemy or opponent. You will therefore be at war with it, seek to control it in one way or another, and eventually seek to or actively act to destroy it.

The Western mind (in particular) is deeply entangled in the separative disposition. Why, how?

Because it presumes that we are inherently separate from God or the Living Divine Reality, the natural world or the Cosmos, and from each other and all beings.

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jacquelyn sauriol's avatar

https://youtu.be/6fVaP6dM1fs?si=mk-ZE0TLvx48MY4G

Nat King Cole - Straighten Up & Fly Right

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Stegiel's avatar

Totally. Some sounds of music are timeless.

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jacquelyn sauriol's avatar

ps I dont read responses unless I happen to catch them, any thoughts on reading your entries out loud? Maybe some? Best

ps played in a jazzband, trombone, the fellow next to me sang that one well....I had to leave the band due to hearing loss, very loud trumpets behind me...ah, life....

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Stegiel's avatar

I have significant hearing loss since kids in childhood shot mud from an air rifle into both ears holding me down. And from loud music. Odd thing is hearing aids I acquired from Kaiser are a negligible difference so I rarely use them.

Read aloud the post? I am rolling it over thinking Patchen style. Work starts tomorrow. I will respond yea or nay a couple days.

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jacquelyn sauriol's avatar

That is harsh, I am sorry that happened to you Stegiel. So glad you have enjoyed music so much, some kind of compensation, acoustically, must have occured. My father had a similar experience with hearing aids, they seemed to confound more than help. I inherited his big ears and temper, and my mom's rather significant nose and practicality.

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Stegiel's avatar

Aside from losing lyrics and now and then and sometimes in conversation not bad. When hearing aids work I will walking hear traffic --far less naturally than if hearing over my 36 years in it. My sensation function only now comes into it's own. Saying friend in 30 years leaving. So sorry Uncle Albert.

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Stegiel's avatar

60's, 70's, 80's how not? A wave was cresting and I but a drop. Funny thing is I went to my first show at 25. 1982. Greek Theater. 10 years late really. By '82 a nostalgia act.

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