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Post by silver on Nov 19, 2013 11:58:26 GMT -5
It's hard to be fierce on a forum. It would seem true enough, and your avatar might be pretty fierce IRL, but I think he's pretty cute. Hard to be cute n fierce at the same time. (I gotta remember that.)
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Post by laughter on Nov 19, 2013 14:16:08 GMT -5
There is nothing wrong or right with argumentative fierceness, of course. But what there is, is a perspective based in ignorance. And the ignorance comes out of the idea, the absolute idea, that there is an individual. There isn't someone being argumentatively fierce, it's just What's Happening... Yup.
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Post by laughter on Nov 19, 2013 14:17:18 GMT -5
It's hard to be fierce on a forum. just words on a page
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Post by lolly on Nov 19, 2013 19:00:25 GMT -5
Don't underestimate the power of verbal abuse. I think I mean psychological abuse, not abusive language.
Sometimes a compliment goes a long way too.
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Post by acewall on Nov 19, 2013 19:25:28 GMT -5
Don't underestimate the power of verbal abuse. I think I mean psychological abuse, not abusive language. Sometimes a compliment goes a long way too. I have much experience of having received~abuse... It's been advantagious as it has made me dig~in and find answers to questions like, "who is this happening too?" I used to be afraid of compliments also... as what~ever I~was 'then' seemed easily manipulated having been manouvered from the equation.
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Post by acewall on Nov 19, 2013 19:41:25 GMT -5
It's a cold war, the use of this weaponry will end us all. It's time, that we let the world know dude, ya gotta let yer memes go ST.org is the best in the businessPS, we got d!cks like Jesus.. we got d!cks like Jesus ...d!cks like Jesus....d!cks like Jesuslike a dick deflating your post! sweet.
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Post by lolly on Nov 19, 2013 20:04:50 GMT -5
Don't underestimate the power of verbal abuse. I think I mean psychological abuse, not abusive language. Sometimes a compliment goes a long way too. I have much experience of having received~abuse... It's been advantagious as it has made me dig~in and find answers to questions like, "who is this happening too?" I used to be afraid of compliments also... as what~ever I~was 'then' seemed easily manipulated having been manouvered from the equation. It's a cruel world and abuse is a wide spectrum... It works because the victim has a sense there must be something wrong with them for 'this' to be happening to them, and in some way, it's somehow their own fault. The victim is almost always completely innocent. It's actually the perp's karma being dumped on innocent people. Too bad, but the victims (we call them survivors nowdays) can carry that weight for a life long. It's like the abuse doesn't stop when the perp stops abusing, because the victim enters a kind of self abuse, and that takes some time to recover. In the end though, almost everyone wants to be who they are, and they wouldn't want to be another person, and that proves that self love is real.
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Post by acewall on Nov 19, 2013 21:12:44 GMT -5
I have much experience of having received~abuse... It's been advantagious as it has made me dig~in and find answers to questions like, "who is this happening too?" I used to be afraid of compliments also... as what~ever I~was 'then' seemed easily manipulated having been manouvered from the equation. It's a cruel world and abuse is a wide spectrum... It works because the victim has a sense there must be something wrong with them for 'this' to be happening to them, and in some way, it's somehow their own fault. The victim is almost always completely innocent. It's actually the perp's karma being dumped on innocent people. Too bad, but the victims (we call them survivors nowdays) can carry that weight for a life long. It's like the abuse doesn't stop when the perp stops abusing, because the victim enters a kind of self abuse, and that takes some time to recover. In the end though, almost everyone wants to be who they are, and they wouldn't want to be another person, and that proves that self love is real. Great post Lolly. "It's like the abuse doesn't stop when the perp stops abusing, because the victim enters a kind of self abuse, and that takes some time to recover." Yes, this needs attention. Thus insight and mind observation heals. I worked for a few years with sex-abuse cases,showing-up the transferance cycle of sex-abuse to the injured, so that they themselves didnt transfer this specific ailment unconciously onto their children and their chosen victems in an effort o break the cycle, having ingested anothers(Ignorance)
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Post by lolly on Nov 20, 2013 6:01:08 GMT -5
It's a cruel world and abuse is a wide spectrum... It works because the victim has a sense there must be something wrong with them for 'this' to be happening to them, and in some way, it's somehow their own fault. The victim is almost always completely innocent. It's actually the perp's karma being dumped on innocent people. Too bad, but the victims (we call them survivors nowdays) can carry that weight for a life long. It's like the abuse doesn't stop when the perp stops abusing, because the victim enters a kind of self abuse, and that takes some time to recover. In the end though, almost everyone wants to be who they are, and they wouldn't want to be another person, and that proves that self love is real. Great post Lolly. "It's like the abuse doesn't stop when the perp stops abusing, because the victim enters a kind of self abuse, and that takes some time to recover." Yes, this needs attention. Thus insight and mind observation heals. I worked for a few years with sex-abuse cases,showing-up the transferance cycle of sex-abuse to the injured, so that they themselves didnt transfer this specific ailment unconciously onto their children and their chosen victems in an effort o break the cycle, having ingested anothers(Ignorance) :) That's hard work. What you said reminds me of a quote from the movie V for Vendetta V: What was done to me was monstrous Evey: And they created a monster
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Post by acewall on Nov 20, 2013 7:46:14 GMT -5
Great post Lolly. "It's like the abuse doesn't stop when the perp stops abusing, because the victim enters a kind of self abuse, and that takes some time to recover." Yes, this needs attention. Thus insight and mind observation heals. I worked for a few years with sex-abuse cases,showing-up the transferance cycle of sex-abuse to the injured, so that they themselves didnt transfer this specific ailment unconciously onto their children and their chosen victems in an effort o break the cycle, having ingested anothers(Ignorance) That's hard work. What you said reminds me of a quote from the movie V for Vendetta V: What was done to me was monstrous Evey: And they created a monster yes, a puffed-up monster fits the bill in alot of child molestation cases, when the threat is given to the child putting fear in place. Havnt seen the Vendetta. Will look in on youTube.
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Post by lolly on Nov 20, 2013 8:01:41 GMT -5
That's hard work. What you said reminds me of a quote from the movie V for Vendetta V: What was done to me was monstrous Evey: And they created a monster yes, a puffed-up monster fits the bill in alot of child molestation cases, when the threat is given to the child putting fear in place. Havnt seen the Vendetta. Will look in on youTube. It a real cult movie... well worth a watch, and In fact, I have a real favorite little clip. www.youtube.com/watch?v=u83m4LhZOd4
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Post by acewall on Nov 20, 2013 19:07:12 GMT -5
went on youtube before your above post but found my puter needed some machine to watch-it an it took so long I gave it a miss.
Do you have a dvd you could post?
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Post by lolly on Nov 20, 2013 19:26:17 GMT -5
went on youtube before your above post but found my puter needed some machine to watch-it an it took so long I gave it a miss. Do you have a dvd you could post? Computers are so dang complicated. Too bad. It's a clip called Valerie's letter... A very beautiful thing. Valerie was imprisoned and tortured and she died in a dark cell, but she wrote a letter and hid it in a hole in the cell wall. After Valerie died, Evey was imprisoned in the cell that Valerie once occupied, and she found the letter... which read: Valerie's Letter "I know there’s no way I can convince you this is not one of their tricks. But I don’t care. I am me. My name is Valerie. I don’t think i’ll live much longer, and I wanted to tell someone about my life. This is the only autobiography that i’ll ever write, and – God – i’m writing it on toilet paper. I was born in Nottingham in 1985. I don’t remember much of those early years. But I do remember the rain. My grandmother owned a farm in Tottlebrook, and she used to tell me that God was in the rain. I passed my eleven plus, and went to a girl’s grammar. It was at school that I met my first girlfriend. Her name was Sarah. It was her wrists – they were beautiful. I thought we would love each other forever. I remember our teacher telling us that it was an adolescent phase that people outgrew. Sarah did. I didn’t. In 2002 I fell in love with a girl named Christina. That year I came out to my parents. I couldn’t have done it without Chris holding my hand. My father wouldn’t look at me. He told me to go and never come back. My mother said nothing. I’d only told them the truth. Was that so selfish? Our integrity sells for so little, but it is all we really have. It is the very last inch of us. And within that inch, we are free. I’d always known what i’d wanted to do with my life, and in 2015 I started my first film: The Salt Flats. It was the most important role of my life. Not because of my career, but because that was how I met Ruth. The first time we kissed, I knew I never wanted to kiss any other lips but hers again. We moved to a small flat in London together. She grew scarlet carsons for me in our window box. And our place always smelt of roses. Those were the best years of my life. But America’s war grew worse and worse, and eventually came to London. After that there were no roses anymore. Not for anyone. I remember how the meaning of words began to change. How unfamiliar words like “collateral” and “rendition” became frightening. When things like norsefire and the articles of allegiance became powerful. I remember how different became dangerous. I still don’t understand it: why they hate us so much. They took Ruth while she was out buying food. I’ve never cried so hard in my life. It wasn’t long until they came for me. It seems strange that my life should end in such a terrible place. But for three years I had roses – and apologised to no-one. I shall die here. Every inch of me shall perish. Every inch. But one. An inch. It is small and it is fragile, and it is the only thing in the world worth having. We must never lose it or give it away. We must never let them take it from us. I hope that - whoever you are - you escape this place. I hope that the world turns, and that things get better. But what I hope most of all is that you understand what I mean when I tell you that even though I do not know you, and even though I may not meet you, laugh with you, cry with you, or kiss you: I love you. With all my heart. I love you. -Valerie."
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Post by acewall on Nov 20, 2013 21:15:04 GMT -5
GREAT... so the film is about her life? Brilliant entrance. Novel or truth?
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Post by lolly on Nov 21, 2013 1:58:49 GMT -5
GREAT... so the film is about her life? Brilliant entrance. Novel or truth? Its actually a retelling of Guy Fawks. The movie is a statement against a power crazy world and a fight for social Justice. The lead role is a man in a mask names 'V'. 'V' is plotting to blow up England's parliament and the movie addresses the reasons why. The Fifth of November Remember, remember! The fifth of November, The Gunpowder treason and plot; I know of no reason Why the Gunpowder treason Should ever be forgot! Guy Fawkes and his companions Did the scheme contrive, To blow the King and Parliament All up alive. Threescore barrels, laid below, To prove old England's overthrow. But, by God's providence, him they catch, With a dark lantern, lighting a match! A stick and a stake For King James's sake! If you won't give me one, I'll take two, The better for me, And the worse for you. A rope, a rope, to hang the Pope, A penn'orth of cheese to choke him, A pint of beer to wash it down, And a jolly good fire to burn him. Holloa, boys! holloa, boys! make the bells ring! Holloa, boys! holloa boys! God save the King! Hip, hip, hooor-r-r-ray! -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Perhaps most widely known in America from its use in the movie V for Vendetta, versions of the above poem have been wide spread in England for centuries. They celebrate the foiling of (Catholic) Guy Fawkes's attempt to blow up (Protestant controlled) England's House of Parliament on November 5th, 1605. Known variously as Guy Fawkes Day, Gunpowder Treason Day, and Fireworks Night, the November 5th celebrations in some time periods included the burning of the Pope or Guy Fawkes in effigy.
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