Fear the Self? — Healing the Hero

Each time, wondrous, when I hear I’m not alone.

A good actor can change his physiology to reflect the character he is playing, old man, child, superhero, monster, adapting the body shape, posture, gait, and face to fit what he wants to project. In a similar but more subtle way people who have suffered developmental trauma, or have a domineering, overbearing, narcissistic parent will […]

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On Authentic Spirituality — Caitlin Johnstone

How does she do it?!

An amazing individual with an amazing talent and craft, there’s little more sexy than that, imo.  Then spiritual as icing on that rich cake . . . Wow! 🙂

Spirituality, as it is implemented in our world today, is almost entirely useless.No, that’s not fair, I take that back. Spirituality as it is implemented in our world today has been very useful for giving people pleasant narratives to tell themselves about the nature of reality, for helping people to compartmentalize and dissociate away from…

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Donald Trump Is The Most Honest US President Of All Time — Caitlin Johnstone

My sentiments exactly, only expressed with the precision and craft of a true professional!

I happened upon some pictures from Trump’s UK visit with Queen Elizabeth yesterday, which isn’t something I’d normally care about. The British royals are basically just oligarchs who rub your face in it, and the fluffy media publicity around a monarch of one murderous kleptocratic imperialist regime meeting the leader of another murderous kleptocratic imperialist…

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My Man!

We can paint him black, we can paint him white, we can paint him in rainbow colors or in muted tones.  That’s what makes him awesome.  I could spill out his worst qualities right now for my entire audience of about 12, and he’d still love me.  Not only would he still love me, he wouldn’t be offended.  He knows his worst qualities (perhaps thanks to me) and he does what every great man does with such wisdom, he works to change what he can, and he works to balance what he can’t change with love.

He has a ‘real’ job that makes me cringe!  He does it with a bravery and consistency and stoicism that I can hardly even fathom.


Then he comes home and creates magic.  He builds structure, raises the bacon, fixes the problems, big and small and well, other stuff, but we’ll keep this G-rated.

He built that, mostly alone, with just me as highly UNskilled laborer.

I could write a book about how wonderful he is, or I could write a book about how much better he could be, and he wouldn’t argue, and he wouldn’t say, “Why don’t you write a book about how much better YOU could be.”  Because he knows me, and he knows how much time and effort I spend on trying to be a better me.

That he is a good provider, a good worker, a gentle-man, with a long list of other positive characteristics and attributes are all secondary to the way he earns my adoration.  I am secure in my devotion because he does not ask me to self-erase.  He does not expect me to falsify my experience to make him look good or feel better.  Life squashing is not an amusement for him.

He knows when I’m hurting and he knows I’ll get through it, but he’ll face my tears with the same courage he faces the great big Gulf.  And smile at the little ways I find to soothe myself, like goofy garden art. 🙂


I love you, my sweet, Happy Birthday! I hope and intend to be with you for the rest of them.




The UN Torture Report On Assange Is An Indictment Of Our Entire Society — Caitlin Johnstone

I don’t share this story out of any real familiarity with this case, because I’ve started to avoid out of suspicion all massively-hyped stories, and therefor throw the baby out with the bathwater, which is a character flaw I’m trying to remedy.

Nonetheless, I trust this journalist, so I will share those pieces of hers I believe warrant it whether or not I have the time or inclination to sift through the data and speculation and most certainly some degree of political theater, for myself.

But even more, for me it speaks to something bigger.  It reminds me of the need to better understand strategy, and this TedTalk with Malcolm Gladwell is an excellent brief look at learning to see what we could be missing right under our noses.


On the eighth of April, shortly before London police forcibly carried WikiLeaks founder Julian Assange out of the Ecuadorian embassy, a doctor named Sondra S Crosby wrote a letter to the Office of the United Nations High Commissioner for Human Rights requesting that the office look into Assange’s case. Today, following a scorching rebuke of multiple…

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The Sea of Twaddle — Dispatches from the Asylum

Some sane words about the insanity, refreshing.

As the sea of twaddle rages on from the psychopath’s, diverting the attention of the unwashed with a steady diet of sludge on all that is unimportant, fed through a tether-line of their f**kery into the hand-held radiation devices the masses are addicted to, there is another “sea” out there – the sea of innocents, […]

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On Sacking Rome!

On sacking Rome. That is: On Censorship! YAY!
If we had a dime for every bloke screaming censorship right now we could build our own damn castle in Narnia.

Seriously?  You want to sack Rome, but you expect them to provide the roads?

Wow!  Basic training bugles sounding now.

The censorship banner is waving so fast and furious it’s like Kundera or Kafka or Poet-President Havel—if you haven’t been to prison you haven’t lived!  Please, censor me, I never expected or prepared for this, and now I’m . . . Magically Justified.

At least I can rely on Corbett to continue to pierce the veil?

And Jon Rappaport,  relatively delusion-free, still, after all these years, still powering on, even after banned from this very WordPress channel.

Wise-up, quick, I beg y’all. Collaborative Wisdom from the wee homestead: Circle the Wagons folks.