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"Second to the last lie... "
Second to the last lie I ever told was to my young children when they began asking in earnest about Santa Claus... 'Well, wouldn't want to
be the first to say he isn't real or the last to say he is.' Life comes at children pretty fast. Wanted to keep their sense of whimsey alive.
Last one was a whopper I told myself following an unexpected phone call from a former trophy lady friend, still in California, late Saturday
evening just before going to bed. Sad thing is that I almost believed it. By tonight I'll come home to my senses in an extreme way.
Always felt it was important to keep short accounts, so let me hasten to add that the title of this thread is one of a few others in between.
Feet of Clay Syndrome... Hello, Hello!
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Originally posted by Grampy BobbyIs this the psychotherapist's club, now?
"Second to the last lie... "
Second to the last lie I ever told was to my young children when they began asking in earnest about Santa Claus... 'Well, wouldn't want to
be the first to say he isn't real or the last to say he is.' Life comes at children pretty fast. Wanted to keep their sense of whimsey alive.
Last one was a whopper I told myse ...[text shortened]... s one of a few others in between.
Feet of Clay Syndrome... Hello, Hello!
-gb 🙂
Oh, wait. Yes. It is. We're making progress. I'll see you next week.
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Originally posted by scherzoScherzo, of course you are entitled to your own opinion but not to your own set of presumed facts. Strict intent over coffee this morning,
Is this the psychotherapist's club, now?
Oh, wait. Yes. It is. We're making progress. I'll see you next week.
in a reflective moment, was to point the flashlight on our susceptibility as weak human creatures to self deception through clever justification
(when it suits our purposes) and, also, to encourage/challenge everybody to take a good long look in the mirror. Did so freely with
total disregard for the risk of my own nuanced self examined life being trivialized, used as banality grist for 'looking down the nose'
posts or otherwise mocked. Apparently did succeed in tripping the engine of my own pain... and I am still glad to have done it.
-gb 🙂
Originally posted by Grampy BobbyUh huh. Your writing style is intriguing. And the fact that you describe humans as "weak" is a little understatement. You might want to try something a little stronger, such as this:
Scherzo, of course you are entitled to your own opinion but not to your own set of presumed facts. Strict intent over coffee this morning,
in a reflective moment, was to point the flashlight on our susceptibility as weak human creatures to self deception through clever justification
(when it suits our purposes) and, also, to encourage/challenge every ...[text shortened]... ceed in tripping the engine of my own pain... and I am still glad to have done it.
-gb 🙂
"Humans are inferior, weak, unimaginative, destructive, savage, mindless dullard monsters."
Print the above quotation, put it in your jacket pocket, and take it out and read it whenever you start getting ideas that our species actually has a hope.
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Originally posted by Grampy BobbyCan you please not hit the enter key while typing when there are no separate paragraphs? Makes your text a bit unreadable.
"Second to the last lie... "
Second to the last lie I ever told was to my young children when they began asking in earnest about Santa Claus... 'Well, wouldn't want to
be the first to say he isn't real or the last to say he is.' Life comes at children pretty fast. Wanted to keep their sense of whimsey alive.
Last one was a whopper I told myse ...[text shortened]... s one of a few others in between.
Feet of Clay Syndrome... Hello, Hello!
-gb 🙂
Originally posted by shavixmirShav, the truth sometimes is a moving target and you've nailed it once again. Yes, true enough... write with my ear, read with my nose
I actually quite like his style.
A lot doesn't make much sense to me, but when you read it out loud it sounds fantastic.
and edit with my eyes. Usually with the pre-cortal frontal lobes engaged, except on those unfortunate occasions when the hot wires
tangle, circuits overload or the gear box jams. Chalk it up to stylized marks of incorrectness that happened along the way (to the forum).
-gb 😀
Originally posted by Grampy BobbyLate Poscript, Shav: Other inexcusable idiosyncratic behavior includes thinking in pictures, active participation in my sleeping technicolor
Shav, the truth sometimes is a moving target and you've nailed it once again. Yes, true enough... write with my ear, read with my nose
and edit with my eyes. Usually with the pre-cortal frontal lobes engaged, except on those unfortunate occasions when the hot wires
tangle, circuits overload or the gear box jams. Chalk it up to stylized marks of incorrectness that happened along the way (to the forum).
-gb 😀
dreams (oblivious to the waking ones, though, so I'm told) and best decisions informed by principle with utter disregard for my feelings.
-gb 🙂