Posts tagged ‘brain’

Lizard People

No not the elusive, shape-shifting creatures some conspiracy nuts blame for the supposed existence of the NWO. I’m talking about us. Humans. 

Someone once said that “homophobia” is a misnomer, that it is hatred, not fear, driving these people. 

Well, actually, it IS fear. 
Embedded in our very essence, buried so deep inside our make up, that it sits in the reptilian part of the brain, is the tribalism part. The one that fears things (and people) that (who) are different. 

Different skin color? Fear. 

Deformity? Fear. 

Homosexuality? Fear. 

Other language, religion, culture? Fear. 
We are a tribalistic bunch, and we act as such. To borrow a horrible quote of arbitrarily bunched up emotions “fear leads to anger, anger leads to hate, hate leads to suffering”. (I’m not here to discuss semantics this time, because here it fits, oddly enough.)

Homophobia, Xenophobia, and what not else -phobia, IS aptly named. It’s fear fueling the hate, hate driving these people. It’s the lizard at the controls. 

But! 

It is not restricted to the politically right, it is also the left, the supposed libertarians, guilty of letting the lizard take the controls. Fear of vaccines, fear of science (like GMOs), fear of and hatred for progress/change/diversity in all ways – it is our human nature, our lizard nature. 

We do not understand this stuff / these people, which frightens us, thus we hate it/them. Out of fear. 

Overcoming this lizard brain thing isn’t easy, but us having achieved what we have achieved this far, I think it is not impossible. We overcame other embedded programming of our animalistic ancestry. Why not this one too? 
So. In closing, we must not fear, except fear itself. Let us overcome our lizard, and shut the lizard people out of the control centre. 

Tolerance and understanding.

Take care, A.

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BTH – ASMR…

Why is this even a thing?

These are people who do not know how to use a microphone: they’re breathing into one as if they wanted to either swallow, or make sweet sweet love to it.
That is NOT how you use a mic, dumbass.

I’m not one to deny others their kink, far from it, but you wankers want the “girlfriend experience” – without the “experience” part.
You see, afaik, some prostitutes offer “the girlfriend experience” (for extra of course), and then you get cuddling, kissing, sweet talk, and what not (I imagine). There you get an actual experience.
With this crap you get no experience.

If I were one to go on business trips around the globe, so when I lay my weary CEO head down to cry on a cushion stuffed with stacks of cash while I pleasure myself to sleep, my beloved trophy wife is not able to lull me through it on the phone thanks to timezones, I’d have her breathe into a mic for half an hour, nude, and then play that video back to me.
I am not.
These people are not near and dear to me.
On the polar opposite.
They are complete and utter fraking strangers!
Making all of this a little creepy…

I would almost understand this, if it were porn [porn-porn. Not this brain-porn crap that someone equated this bullshit to]:
A naked chick (or guy, what have you), giving an imaginary protagonist (the camera) a POV girlfriend experience.
With sweet talk, breathing into a microphone, sensual descriptive talk about what they ‘are doing’ with you, complete with ‘noise’.

But this is people breathe-talking in the most annoying fashion possible [not whispered, not spoken, but the dimwitted bastard offspring of the two, that’s too loud and pronounced to be soothing or comfortable, but too low and hushed to be easily intelligible], making noise too close to the microphone [if I for example were to crave the sound of a girl brushing her long long hair, I want to hear it like normal people hear it, not the way a mic taped to the back of the brush picks it up!], and saying the most ridiculously mundane crap ever [if you have no one in your life you can talk about bowel movements with, stop the ASMR, quit your busy job and get friends and/or a spouse, because that is what you NEED]!

Get outta here!

But note, after this election I understand everyone who needs to get relaxed in any way shape or form.

“The big electron” – George Carlin

My thoughts after the January 7th attacks on Charlie Hebdo circled back on the topic of religion. Sometimes on my own volition, mostly because I was drawn in by some exterior force.
I could rant on for hundreds of pages how I believe religion is the most twisted thing in our present day and abused to do terrible things to others; there are radical Buddhists killing non buddhists! Yes, I can clearly remember Buddha sitting under that tree, meditating, coming up with peace, balance, discarding the worldly and all that weighs you down and, oh, also kill all that believe in a form of personified god, or non at all.

Some cultures on earth are in desperate need of a renesaince of their own, the separation of church and state. DESPERATE need indeed. But I digress.

I don’t believe in god.

There. Said it. I don’t believe in god, but I believe in the supernatural, in the almost divine.

How?
My personal belief intertwines with science. That’s how.
What makes you, you, or me, me, is energy. Electric impulses stored in the brain. Energy, basically.

Energy can not be created, nor destroyed. It can only be transformed, radiating outwards, etc.
When you die, you do not wither away with that lump of crap in your skull! Energy, remember?
It is my belief that we radiate outwards into the universe, the world around us. The Background Radiation we can detect from all over space, the afterglow of the Big Bang, might just be “souls” in their natural state.
Free and unbound.

This can neither be proven, nor disproven, just as all the other nonsense we believe in. Hence “BELIEF”! Get it? It is called BELIEF, not KNOWINGS.
If there was irrefutable proof of any of this crap, there’d be no fights over it.
Well.
There is irrefutable proof of climate change, and there are fights over that, but I mean like WAR. Not some fat, balding, bribed bought lobbied politicians in senate versus the sane population of earth.

So after you die, it is my belief, that you rejoin the rest of the universe in pure energy. Not in a flashy, visually appealing way, but none the less, back to the universe, back to the big electron, as George Carlin said.

Why do I not believe in a divine entity governing all this? Because there is NO governing body in the universe. There is no GOOD or EVIL either.
You might view a Fox killing a rabbit as something evil, but when you see that same fox dragging the dead animal to its den to feed its young, you must realise – there is no evil (nor good) in nature, or the universe.

So relax, enjoy the ride.
Believe in what you desire to believe, but keep your belief out of the real world. I am not forcing anyone to bow down to the university of the big electron, neither should you enforce your snake talking, apple biting, nude, rib-woman lineage on me. Or anyone else for that matter.

We’ll see each other again in the big electron, valhalla, shangrila, heaven/hell/hades, afterlife or the next life time.
Until then, keep enjoying life and don’t make it the disgusting casting show for the afterlife.

A.