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Mining the Mind: Where the limits lie |
Category: Thoughts 12 comments 17 Sep 2003 @ 15:48 by repsyche : crumpetjeff, would it help if i owned up? i've done things in the past that i didn't get found out for, and if i get blamed for this it would help to redress the balance a small amount. a win win situation. we should start a dialogue mate, where we can share serious and flippant ideas in equal measure 17 Sep 2003 @ 15:51 by martha : one learns to lie just as one learns to be truthful. We learn all this at an early age and it is only as conscious adults that we can see all the lies around us. There is no such thing as original sin. It is a game the religions play to make us think so, and so seek them out for guidance. It's all an illusion and a farce. We are perfect from birth and are always perfect if we look.You never lose the beauty of the spirit that is always inside you. 17 Sep 2003 @ 16:27 by jeffolsen : Who won?Who learns?Two for lye and tea. Ah! One LEARNS it. I see. But how is it taught? Are we not guided by those who try to guide us? Regardless of the direction that our thoughts take, are we not IMPRESSED upon by our OBJECT lessons? I become tainted by mistrust for the actions of one who SHARES the trust given to me by another. Not that I am overly concerned. I have strength in my relationships. However, the battle against fear and ignorance ever encroaches upon the unaware. But, what good is freedom if you cannot tell a lie? What is the reward for winning in a game without reason? What is the point in overcoming if there is nothing to overcome? Are there any points? Or are they all just circles? Where do the limits lie? The devil is in the details indeed. Crossing the Lines There are lines, And then there are lines. Some are tied, In knots. Some bind, Things together. Some stretch, Things apart. Some are just there, To Suspend... ********************************************************************* Knowing The TRUTH: Some lines are tied, In nots. Repsyche, how would living a lie now make up for your past mistakes? If you didn't take the crumpet, would taking the blame be a "redressing of the balance"? Flip away my friend. This is too serious to take too seriously. 18 Sep 2003 @ 06:15 by repsyche : Flip away... that's what they said to the Pinball Wizard, the deaf dumb and blind boy who could sure play a mean pinball. thank you for the advice though, I've never found it easy to balance flippancy and seriosity. respect and love dave 19 Sep 2003 @ 22:57 by jeffolsen : A mess I made: The crumpets were found! Lying, Atop the floor, Below the shelf, Of the pantry! Underhill-like heaped, Hidden, 'Midst garbage bags, And "The Two Towers", A DVD. 20 Sep 2003 @ 02:35 by jeffolsen : Nothing lost, something gained. Everything can be a tool. Everthing else can be too. 21 Sep 2003 @ 08:21 by repsyche : I'll take the rap... "P-p-p-pass me the tool" said the m-m-m-an with da stammer. "Take me, I'm yours!" whispered MC Hammer. Feel free to use this then. 21 Sep 2003 @ 08:24 by repsyche : Frodo was innocent ... and so were three popes, but more of that later... 21 Sep 2003 @ 14:07 by jeffolsen : This could turn funny..... So a hobbit, MC Hammer, and three popes walk into a bar.... 23 Sep 2003 @ 00:50 by jeffolsen : Cosmic tag and Ra walked out. Ok, I think I have it now. I can't refute that I exist. "I can't refute you R2.", said 3PO. I want to become more aware of the only time that exists. But I know now that the will makes itself manifest. I can only try and understand the path I have already set out for my self. In so doing, my circle expands. But I can be content in the knowledge that whatever is, IS because it was made that way by an I that expresses itself through sharing. I accept that I share the Universe with you. Gladly. I realize now that I can choose how the story ends. I already have. I recognize the infinite dimentions around the n. I now only further my understanding. I don't want to turn out like Jesse James.... or Eleanor. Jeff is fine. 25 Sep 2003 @ 06:47 by repsyche : cue: heavy breathing thru a ventilator a tall, dark figure is here, it turns round and we catch sight of that helmet and cloak, it can only be Daath Vader. In his left hand he holds the spoon that started the Philosophy Wars, and in the other a steak knife. He strides across the news log and catches sight of the author - but before that inimitable voice can issue forth, a new figure glides into the room. 'Tis Nobby Wan, come to warn the young Olsen before it is too late... "Jeff, Jeff - the Forks!" 26 Sep 2003 @ 11:52 by sindy : will/faith Wow LOVE that spirit of will in faith that we all can truly find among the pains,, interesting to note that in mankinds deepest agony and dispear how our hearts can be truly tested yes hmm, but for some reason we sure learn *wink* Happy you have opened your world Jeffolsen Other entries in Thoughts 7 Nov 2003 @ 02:38: To: today 6 Nov 2003 @ 04:01: Note to Self 5 Nov 2003 @ 02:43: The Soldier 26 Oct 2003 @ 05:39: Meditating 14 Oct 2003 @ 02:17: In Case of Emergency, Remember 911 27 Sep 2003 @ 03:42: Before I go to Wonderland today... 24 Sep 2003 @ 23:44: Loggin On 23 Sep 2003 @ 00:21: Five Card Stud 20 Sep 2003 @ 14:02: Palatable Ponderings 19 Sep 2003 @ 23:13: Living in the Present
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