So trivial. What about the big issues like pineapple on pizza?
Any changes/modifications/transformations happening?
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he/him
When I go to sea, don’t fear for me. Fear for the storm.
Jessica Best, Fear for the Storm. From The Strange Case of the Starship Iris.
When I go to sea, don’t fear for me. Fear for the storm.
Jessica Best, Fear for the Storm. From The Strange Case of the Starship Iris.
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Re: Any changes/modifications/transformations happening?
I visited Montana recently and it seems like every public place you enter plays country music for ambience. There was a time when I thought there was no place anywhere for country music, but in Montana, it's hard to imagine anything else.
So, I guess I've softened on country music.
So, I guess I've softened on country music.
Religion is for people whose existential fear is greater than their common sense.
The god idea is popular with desperate people.
The god idea is popular with desperate people.
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Oh yeah, and I seem to really like Howard Stern these days. I couldn't stand that guy 20 years ago.
Religion is for people whose existential fear is greater than their common sense.
The god idea is popular with desperate people.
The god idea is popular with desperate people.
Re: Any changes/modifications/transformations happening?
I'm an active tithe paying TBM again. I'm at peace with the church and actually love the other members of my ward. It was very important for me that my kids have the strength that the eternal perspective of the gospel gives as they grow up.
And when the Confederates saw Jackson standing fearless like a stonewall, the army of Northern Virginia took courage and drove the federal army off their land.
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Hey RI, so very nice to see a post from you! We members of Ceeboo-Land are all better than we deserve to be (Thanks for asking) I hope all is well with you and yours.
Understood.You ask a great question, but I’m not sure I can answer. My changes in position/stance tend to be gradual and I’m not sure I always notice them happening. I don’t have a belief system with lots of specifics, like your hell example. My stances on big picture issues are pretty general. So there’s lots of room for me to drift around without experiencing that drift as change.
for what it's worth - I find your "drifting without experiencing that drift as change" to be very insightful and in my opinion most worthy of every key stroke you made to write it. Made me think and/or rethink any drifting I may have been doing on my end.
I am, however, as dug in as ever on the raccoon/whale issue.
Ohhhhhhhhhh the wonderful memories!!!!
Thank you my friend - Seeing a reply from you had a similar effect.Seeing a post from you made my morning.
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Hi Cultellus
Forgive me but I don't understand what you are trying to tell me?
Huh??????If you changed your mind on vaccines, violence or vaginas you are about to get hurt. I mean that sincerely and seriously.
Re: Any changes/modifications/transformations happening?
Ceebs, Cultellus is a new participant who is here to call us sinners to secular repentance by trolling us. He’s taken some of the worst types of exchanges people have here and declared that, unless we follow each other around board nannying each and every objectionable post, we are somehow responsible for all the bad stuff that is posted here. He demonstrates this to us by aping bad behavior he sees, but objecting to his behavior also proves that we are bad people.
He’s very confused, But not irredeemable.
The Ipsa household has had the same good fortune. Thanks for asking.
He’s very confused, But not irredeemable.
The Ipsa household has had the same good fortune. Thanks for asking.
he/him
When I go to sea, don’t fear for me. Fear for the storm.
Jessica Best, Fear for the Storm. From The Strange Case of the Starship Iris.
When I go to sea, don’t fear for me. Fear for the storm.
Jessica Best, Fear for the Storm. From The Strange Case of the Starship Iris.
Re: Any changes/modifications/transformations happening?
I’m glad I could brighten your day.Cultellus wrote: ↑Thu Jul 29, 2021 3:52 pmSo close. On the right track and we are definitely intersecting more now than ever. We still have work to do here. Some of that was spot-on. Some of it was fantastical and entertaining.Res Ipsa wrote: ↑Thu Jul 29, 2021 3:47 pmCeebs, Cultellus is a new participant who is here to call us sinners to secular repentance by trolling us. He’s taken some of the worst types of exchanges people have here and declared that, unless we follow each other around board nannying each and every objectionable post, we are somehow responsible for all the bad stuff that is posted here. He demonstrates this to us by aping bad behavior he sees, but objecting to his behavior also proves that we are bad people.
He’s very confused, But not irredeemable.
The Ipsa household has had the same good fortune. Thanks for asking.
he/him
When I go to sea, don’t fear for me. Fear for the storm.
Jessica Best, Fear for the Storm. From The Strange Case of the Starship Iris.
When I go to sea, don’t fear for me. Fear for the storm.
Jessica Best, Fear for the Storm. From The Strange Case of the Starship Iris.
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So I started reading the first replies here and it's all religious looks like? I don't have a spiritual share but I do have something that might have to do with transformations/changes. Let's see if I can articulate those.
Where to start and how to describe it? You guys know I'm an introvert. I reckon that quite a lot of message board posters are. Why? Because we can stop and start interaction at will. We discussed personality types in the long ago past. Also including the fact that having been tested over a period of decades (that was an eye opener for me) I have the rarest personality type on the planet. An estimated 1-3% of the worlds population has my personality type. That doesn't make me special. It makes me a loner.
What does that mean? It means I don't know anyone else who is like me. I don't know anyone else who relates to people the way I do. I don't have anybody like me...FOR me. I know that doesn't make sense to others but it's true. It means people "get" parts of me, but they don't get the whole of me. That probably doesn't make sense either. Anyway, it means I don't fit in. I can make myself fit in in differing situations, but I don't really fit in.
So when the lock downs started I made sure we were prepared in practical ways. After about a month (and I think I wrote about this on the broken board) I had probably 6 weepy nights wondering how long all of this would last and when I was going to see my people again---without talking on the phone, through windows and keeping long distances from each other.
Well something changed over the past 1.5 years. Introverts live in their heads. I think that during this period of time it gave me the opportunity to go so far into my head that I'm probably never coming out again because I'm happy there. Being raised an only child as well as being an introvert, means I can keep myself going for extended periods of time with no one around. Like I could never say a word for weeks on end to anyone else and be perfectly content. I've always been this way.
I'm content. I don't know how to explain it. I've worked on a TON of things over this period of time. Creative projects, taking classes, stuff inside and outside around the house, drinking in sensory input, self care...it's all really been a type of self care. Doing Bible studies, reading, listening to audio books, setting up a little indoor garden in the loft with grow lights, just I dunno...one thing after the other as I feel moved to. And all of this has continued far beyond the lock downs. In some weird way, my spirit feels fully free for the first time in literal decades.
I'm vaccinated. We're both vaccinated. I go places, but I don't stay there as long as I once did. Because I want to go home to my sanctuary of one other adult, one cat, the woods, the wildlife. And if the one adult happens to leave and takes their human voice with them, I'm golden. I think in the past, I had busied myself with shopping for stuff. I don't do that any more. Quite the contrary, I've hurled more stuff out of here in the past year that it's crazy, simplifying my sanctuary. Taking away even more evidence of society's dependency on material stuff.
The only trips I make out have been to pick up food, collect up more art supplies, plants, and I did go out to get my hair cut a couple of times. Oh, and whatever doctor/dentist appointments, that sort of thing. Going to hospitals with two family members for surgeries and providing after care for them.
I'm all the way IN. Thoreau got a hold of me when I was a teenager. I think he's got me hook, line, and sinker now. I didn't mean to go there, I think I just naturally did because at first I was forced into it--then I adapted and found a space in my head to the point where I never want to come out of it again. I like it. I put more into my head now than I do into my environment. I've simplified and gotten rid of the trappings of materialism and in doing so, have been able to fully immerse myself in things that fill me up.
I didn't make the connection to Thoreau's influence until just now writing this post.
“I went to the woods because I wished to live deliberately, to front only the essential facts of life, and see if I could not learn what it had to teach, and not, when I came to die, discover that I had not lived. I did not wish to live what was not life, living is so dear; nor did I wish to practise resignation, unless it was quite necessary. I wanted to live deep and suck out all the marrow of life, to live so sturdily and Spartan-like as to put to rout all that was not life, to cut a broad swath and shave close, to drive life into a corner, and reduce it to its lowest terms...” ~Thoreau
Yeah, I'm in my head. I'm literally and figuratively in the woods. I'm not coming out again.
(Oh, I am adding this anecdote. I have a niece in Florida who lives with my sister--the people I'm hoping to visit, having put off the trip due to pandemic. My niece has been calling me for reasons. She is an introvert and an only child, so she gets me probably more than most. And I get her. That's why she's been calling me. She shared a conversation she had with my sister. My sister was talking about taking me to the beach and staying there all day. Whereupon my niece said, no. I'll take her to the beach and drop her off and come back and get her later in the day. Sister says that's crazy. Niece says, no. That's what she wants. )
Where to start and how to describe it? You guys know I'm an introvert. I reckon that quite a lot of message board posters are. Why? Because we can stop and start interaction at will. We discussed personality types in the long ago past. Also including the fact that having been tested over a period of decades (that was an eye opener for me) I have the rarest personality type on the planet. An estimated 1-3% of the worlds population has my personality type. That doesn't make me special. It makes me a loner.
What does that mean? It means I don't know anyone else who is like me. I don't know anyone else who relates to people the way I do. I don't have anybody like me...FOR me. I know that doesn't make sense to others but it's true. It means people "get" parts of me, but they don't get the whole of me. That probably doesn't make sense either. Anyway, it means I don't fit in. I can make myself fit in in differing situations, but I don't really fit in.
So when the lock downs started I made sure we were prepared in practical ways. After about a month (and I think I wrote about this on the broken board) I had probably 6 weepy nights wondering how long all of this would last and when I was going to see my people again---without talking on the phone, through windows and keeping long distances from each other.
Well something changed over the past 1.5 years. Introverts live in their heads. I think that during this period of time it gave me the opportunity to go so far into my head that I'm probably never coming out again because I'm happy there. Being raised an only child as well as being an introvert, means I can keep myself going for extended periods of time with no one around. Like I could never say a word for weeks on end to anyone else and be perfectly content. I've always been this way.
I'm content. I don't know how to explain it. I've worked on a TON of things over this period of time. Creative projects, taking classes, stuff inside and outside around the house, drinking in sensory input, self care...it's all really been a type of self care. Doing Bible studies, reading, listening to audio books, setting up a little indoor garden in the loft with grow lights, just I dunno...one thing after the other as I feel moved to. And all of this has continued far beyond the lock downs. In some weird way, my spirit feels fully free for the first time in literal decades.
I'm vaccinated. We're both vaccinated. I go places, but I don't stay there as long as I once did. Because I want to go home to my sanctuary of one other adult, one cat, the woods, the wildlife. And if the one adult happens to leave and takes their human voice with them, I'm golden. I think in the past, I had busied myself with shopping for stuff. I don't do that any more. Quite the contrary, I've hurled more stuff out of here in the past year that it's crazy, simplifying my sanctuary. Taking away even more evidence of society's dependency on material stuff.
The only trips I make out have been to pick up food, collect up more art supplies, plants, and I did go out to get my hair cut a couple of times. Oh, and whatever doctor/dentist appointments, that sort of thing. Going to hospitals with two family members for surgeries and providing after care for them.
I'm all the way IN. Thoreau got a hold of me when I was a teenager. I think he's got me hook, line, and sinker now. I didn't mean to go there, I think I just naturally did because at first I was forced into it--then I adapted and found a space in my head to the point where I never want to come out of it again. I like it. I put more into my head now than I do into my environment. I've simplified and gotten rid of the trappings of materialism and in doing so, have been able to fully immerse myself in things that fill me up.
I didn't make the connection to Thoreau's influence until just now writing this post.
“I went to the woods because I wished to live deliberately, to front only the essential facts of life, and see if I could not learn what it had to teach, and not, when I came to die, discover that I had not lived. I did not wish to live what was not life, living is so dear; nor did I wish to practise resignation, unless it was quite necessary. I wanted to live deep and suck out all the marrow of life, to live so sturdily and Spartan-like as to put to rout all that was not life, to cut a broad swath and shave close, to drive life into a corner, and reduce it to its lowest terms...” ~Thoreau
Yeah, I'm in my head. I'm literally and figuratively in the woods. I'm not coming out again.
(Oh, I am adding this anecdote. I have a niece in Florida who lives with my sister--the people I'm hoping to visit, having put off the trip due to pandemic. My niece has been calling me for reasons. She is an introvert and an only child, so she gets me probably more than most. And I get her. That's why she's been calling me. She shared a conversation she had with my sister. My sister was talking about taking me to the beach and staying there all day. Whereupon my niece said, no. I'll take her to the beach and drop her off and come back and get her later in the day. Sister says that's crazy. Niece says, no. That's what she wants. )
We only get stronger when we are lifting something that is heavier than what we are used to. ~ KF
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