Man the Dock!!
For some reason the cosmic disaster fear chip is in the human brain, forever ready for action. Probably an alien implant. I wonder if the eclipse had something to do with it. They've been known historically to bring about some creature jumpiness. Thinking about God and them.
Then I got to thinking myself. People are aghast that others could believe such things. Some claim that these faithful are underdeveloped regarding mental skill. But how is this different from believing that the government is conspiring to enslave the masses or at least raise prices and not wages? Or that the earth is going to heat the human race into oblivion? Or that e-mails will be read by unseen forces? Or that Mars made me do it? Or that inebriated Mayans knew anything?
Hell. They just discovered liquid on Titan, one of Saturn's moons, the only other body besides the earth where fluid has been found. So maybe a lucky bunch of us could hightail it to Titan and start over. It was the Titans who started this whole thing, wasn't it?
Jumpin' catfish.
Anyway .. there's a slowboat to China in dock in case anyone's interested in getting out of here.
posted by jm at 1:24 PM
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I've been trying to "get out of here" for years. That's why I wanted us to move to northern New Mexico, which we did in '99, because that was the farthest away I could get from the United States and still be in America (so to speak).
Boy, was I right about that. :-) I never see a freeway or a shopping mall except on rare road trips. It's also really cool to be a minority for a change. Alters one's whole perspective. Take a trip to Iowa to visit in-laws and it's like a different planet. Iowa can be like that anyway, but I'm talking about suburban life, people spending all day driving from one store to another. Haven't lived that way in almost 10 years and never will again. My wife still never met an actual curb she didn't like, but concrete sidewalks are the devil's work in these parts and so she doesn't get a chance. Pavement has its advantages, I have to admit -- for FOUR MONTHS last winter and early spring, we couldn't use our "driveway" for all the snow and mud -- but on the other hand, I hear stones popping under tires and know when someone's coming after me.
Now then, what were you saying???
I'm with ya john! I lived in Santa Fe for 5 years. One of the most creative times of my life. I lived in an ancient run-down adobe Victorian that no one could believe was real. Green walls and a bubble gum pink bedroom. Yellow kitchen. Very fantasy inspiring when I wasn't bracing myself against the screeching starlings who nested under the roof. A roof which leaked copiously, btw, but who cared in the enchanting land of rainbows!
I do think corny Iowa is a blessed place after that night of destiny kicking off the primary election. It will never be the same in my mind!
Taos is out of this world. My piano tuner's woman built a really weird house there. Never seen anything like it. It was under construction at the time and the floor was covered with hay. Smelled nice. It's a vivid place, Taos, very unique. I met a lot of creative people those days. Anna Manana, for example, who made tie-dye garments and danced among the pinon trees.
Ha ha ha!!!
My wife still never met an actual curb she didn't like, but concrete sidewalks are the devil's work in these parts and so she doesn't get a chance.
I like her.
It can be done. I live in a huge metropolis but I don't see freeways or the inside of shopping malls either. I found an enclave that's much like a Zen monastery. "Here" is best avoided. So is "there".
I hear stones popping under tires and know when someone's coming after me.
That's what I need. Like little warning BB blasts! Oh, now I remember ... a party one night in Santa Fe. The host shot a hole in his ceiling with a rifle and I decided to go back out into the cricket thick summer evening. Back to my secure adobe Victorian shack with all its leaks.
OMG jm, you lived in Santa Fe ... I am soooooooooooooooooo jealous.
I had a glorious week alone in the high desert outside of Abiquiu in 2006. The silence and ineffable life of the place spurred me to break through my writers block and get onto the home stretch of my novel. Fell head over heels for the desert, too.
Then I went and spent 3 days in Santa Fe. Stayed at the "hostel" on La Cienega, just gorged on gorgeousness. Was walking down Acequia Madre when it began to rain while the sky was clear and the sun was shining ... always a sign to me that this is one of my heart's homes and I WILL live here some day.
I was thinking about it last night. The Acequia Madre. Mother Ditch. There's something central about that in the psyche of Santa Feans.
The light and atmosphere in NM are unlike any other place I've been. The cultural mix makes for a rich experience with Indian, Mexican, Spanish and Anglo traditions all mixed together.
The only problem I had was with the ethnic tension which was great, mostly between the Spanish descendents, who came to live on land grants from Spain, and the Mexican. If your last name Valdes, for example, ended is "s" you were fine. If it ended in "z" you were dirt. It's amazing how much people want to keep these hatreds alive and the lengths they'll go to. Meanwhile the Native Americans sadly sell their jewelry in the Plaza detached and hard to figure out.
The architecture of the town is magnificent, and the smells of pinon, sage, New Mexican cooking, chiles, and other assorted pleasures are divine. The climate is perfect, since I like winter in the sun. That's where I first fell in love with the desert, too, and the creativity flowed endlessly.
Places are like that. They capture your heart and you're smitten. I had the same feeling about the Rockies when I was 12 yrs. old and I did come back here to live. I highly recommend the West. Kansas is the dividing line and you can feel it immediately. Sometimes it's easy to forget all the overcrowded tense places elsewhere in the country. Until election time when their characteristics are revealed quite plainly!
The West is spacious and encourages independence, plus the desert light triggers responses in the brain, I think, that stimulate creativity. So here you get the solitude needed for writing, social contact when you need it, and beauty galore. Do come!
The Mayan Calender ends on or around December 21, 2012.
The US elections of course that year for President will be in November 2012. But if Obama is defeated in 2012 he is still US President until the 20th of January 2013.
So, if Obama did lose that year by Mid December it would be really sinking in that his world is caving in upon him.
And we all know what Jim Jones did when his world started caving in upon him. And he didn't have control of America's nuclear weapons.
It does seem like a lot of the puzzle pieces from all over are just falling into place.
Well, I think it's all pretty much possibility. People don't know yet if Obama will be elected in 2008.
I think the right things happen in general.
"Anonymous" is a troll. Do not feed.
If I am wrong, Anaonymous, give your name and I can ask you civilly to explain your assessment that Obama's "world" will be "caving in on him."
As if the GOP neo-con world is not caving in right now?
Even if this one is a troll Some people really believe these things. Obama has been compared to Hitler, Moses, and Jim Jones in one+ week. The Jones incident was one of great fascination to me. It was a tiny bunch as you recall, but something about it got my attention. There are always pockets of irrationality mixed with good sense. Occasinally excess fear sweeps the world but fortunately not often.
It's interesting. I can't imagine living with a real fear of end-times but it's intriguing to imagine. Well maybe not. We all fear our own end-times individually, so maybe it's not so much of a stretch.
There are all walks of life. I don't know if too many truly believe these things. I tend to think not. I don't hear rational discussions about the topic. Either people poo poo it outright or parrot the psychics and all. 2012 has become a caricature.
You said it yourself. The projection of evil onto others comes from within. I've seen it in people who lack self-discipline or are terrified of authority for various reasons. A distorted father thing. Occasionally the world creates a human like that so one can wonder. How they tie Obama with evil perplexes me though. I'm afraid their need for a scary mythic figure might not be fulfilled.
Anyway, when a mighty and bad one arises, the times need it. Evolution determines.
Obama is a conscientious worker who will likely disappear behind piles of business so personal issues of trust are at play in creating something so scary out of him. The only thing that could encourage these ideas that I can see is his crowd drawing capability, but that's not so uncommon and usually is not evil. Besides, re my article on his power, you can again see the downfall after his European success. He gets little glory, that's for sure.
I have yet to learn how to respond best to others' fears which are substantial. I don't run in those circles, so it seem that people are more superstitious and frightened online. It would be an interesting study. Maybe confident people are doing other things.:-)
Most people I know think of 2012 as an interesting curiosity. But the gods are wily. They never let us know the exact date on these things.:-)
Well, if they believe all that, then have we got some Mayan coffee beans for sale. Repairs DNA, you know.
People have always talked about Big Changes coming Real Soon Now. But I've noticed that the action doesn't match the talk.
I think I prefer to fill my present with answers to questions like: At whom did you smile today? With whom did you share a moment of love, warmth or creativity?
"I have yet to learn how to respond best to others' fears which are substantial."
People have to be intelligent and have a motive to break free of limiting belief systems. When they have enough of a reason to move from where they are, they will.
"Maybe confident people are doing other things. :-)"
I bet. :-) That could make for an interesting study, too.
Today I was at the park watching little children.
"Sometimes I'm afraid," the six-year-old child confided. "I'm not afraid of heights, but I'm afraid that I might hurt myself on the rock."
I watched him scale the creviced rock face rising several times the height of a man. We'd told him that there was an easier face, but not only did he want to climb, he wanted to climb this one.
Ahead of him was a five-year-old girl whose mother watched from below. "You're doing really good," the mother called up to her daughter.
"I don't see where to go. I think I have to come back." He said. "Oh, this is really high."
"Don't look down," I said. "That way is too steep. Go more to the left. Look for spots to put your feet, where you can push with your feet. Stand right here. Right here. Turn. Put your foot there. You can do it."
And then he climbed up, up and up to the very top. His feet didn't always go where I thought they ought, but he climbed nonetheless.
There was a magnificient "tree house" at the very crest, but as soon as we reached it, the playground just beyond came into view. So, we abandoned the top of the boulder as soon as we'd arrived, and clambered down quickly to where the children played with sand and water, in a place filled with child-sized bridges, curving hedged paths and long snaky slides.
One group of children had collected scrap pieces of corrugated cardboard, and were using them to toboggan down one of the slides. They screamed with fear as they slid down, and then pealed with laughter, racing eagerly around to repeat the experience.
The magic beans! Be back on this.....
I think it could very well be a repair of DNA issued, actually. Everyone is wired differently so people need these fears for some reason. It's impossible to debate these emotional things, although I do find their paranoia disturbing. I'd like to change that, my reaction that is. In a sense they are like the cultists they fear in believing these things. I've come to the conclusion that boredom might be at the root. Making drama where not enough exists. life is pretty mundane and routine mostly.
I do have a particular problem with the Hitler comparison. It desecrates history and the memories of those who experienced great loss under the Nazi regime. They make these comparisons so flippantly with no regard for these people. I hope that they think for a moment before making such claims.
People have always talked about Big Changes coming Real Soon Now. But I've noticed that the action doesn't match the talk.
I've noticed that too. I did experience Hurricane Hazel as predicted when I was about 8 but we were cozy in our candlelit house.:-)
People have to be intelligent and have a motive to break free of limiting belief systems. When they have enough of a reason to move from where they are, they will.
Absolutely. It interests me what - function they serve while in place.
I guess it's the perfect dance. Some people incite fears, some calm them. Each to his-her own job.
I've come to the conclusion that boredom might be at the root. Making drama where not enough exists.
That's a ringing thought. A disconnect from one's own Light, power, divine spark, imagination, what have you, so that "specialness" or power can only come from an external presence, good or bad, rescuing or threatening.
Out in the blogosphere, the Fear now is that Obama will pick Evan Bayh as his VP. Bayh is significantly to the right of center as a Democrat. And the ticket "Obama/Bayh" sounds like a farewell.
I dunno.
It would put the whole hope/change thing back in our laps, wouldn't it? But who knows if he's going to do it.
A disconnect from one's own Light, power, divine spark, imagination, what have you, so that "specialness" or power can only come from an external presence, good or bad, rescuing or threatening.
Well put! The Leo treasure of self significance.
Evan Bayh doesn't sound good to me but I trust O. I don't think the VP is that important and I agree that the names aren't good together. For some reason I like Brian Schweitzer but those names are too much, I fear. This is really a puzzle!
Obama-Kaine is like some numbing substance. Obama-Biden gets stuck in the mouth. Obama-Clarke is too ordinary. Obama-Dodd is kind of nice but sounds a little like an Islamic city so that won't do.
Who do you think?
I'll go along whole-heartedly with whoever he picks.
well, something in me goes ping! when I think of Kathleen Sebelius - not that I know much about her, but have seen her in photos with O, and know that she's a popular Governor in Kansas, solidly Progressive but not so Pure that it prevents her from Gettin' S**t Done.
I was glad to see in comments at FireDogLake that others think - like me - that the Bayh mutter is a head-fake.
So much of politics is head-fake. I'm trying to check my personal mythology when I feel dissed, anymore.
I feel dissed all the time even though I know my personal mythology! Part of being sensitive. The head-fake is part of the wily gods' way. Nobody knows WTF is going on. Dosn't matter really.
The ping is a good clue.
My philo: You do what you do, it does what it does, and I do what I do.
The magnitude of this nomination is just starting to hit the airwaves and even those who pretend things are normal right now aren't influencing the crowd. We're caught in something big. A good chance to experience how out of control everyone is, if that's any comfort! I always knew it, which is my greatest source of comfort.
I think Sebelius has positive energy, too. I remember hearing that around 1994, she surprisingly won against an incumbent Republican for state commissioner of insurance. A Democrat had not held that position in over a hundred years. At the same time, Democrats were severely losing in the state house, dropping from near parity to a third of the seats.
I don't mind Kaine, either.
I wouldn't mind either of those choices. Kaine makes a lot of sense. I didn't think he'd pick a woman this time around but she'd be good.
Out in the blogosphere, the Fear now is that Obama will pick Evan Bayh as his VP.
That's how it goes. The fear revs up and what for? To be outraged if he does pick Bayh? What for? If they're not making the decision. The only thing I can think of is the joy of relief when he doesn't. But then comes the fear over who he does pick.
Fear of the VPs! I think the whole proces is innoculating me. It's a fine art - disagreeing without freaking. Hoping and accepting disappointment if need be. Trusting the sequence.
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