I have given up parts of my life to those I'm close to, because my life isn't all mine. A lot of people have made offerings to it, many more than I'll ever know. I took from them. They gave, most of the time willingly.
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Every place I drive by is gone.
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Every place I drive by is gone.
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Aversions, prejudices, ideologies, & affinities all give us formulaic foundations for judgment. So they subvert the coming-in of new knowledge, the going-out of new patterns.
When I used to believe that way (the way you do) I was understandably benighted because of my lack of exposure to sources of Truth. I don't like to be reminded of the ghosts of the old thoughts and beliefs I still carry around with me.
My identity is tied up in my ideology. Don't you dare try to illuminate any flaws in my system of ideas. The people I identify with might not like it, and to maintain my identity I have to fight the appearance of ideological flaws.
The people I identify with help me choose my stereotypes. Both my identity group and my stereotypes help me create the fiction of who I am. This bothers me sometimes, but mostly I get over it.
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One flawed map is always replaced with another.
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Before seeing someone you don't want to see, open a vein. Before seeing someone you want to see, open two veins.
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You moved. You extended the range of motion allowed by the version of you I had conjured in my mind. How could you?
I just don't understand why you believe what you do. Tell me why--give me a good explanation-- and I'll try to disabuse you of your newly acquired illusions.
Thanks for the pain. I was overdue for my turn at being the wounded one.
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Dying for your country, for love, for truth, for beauty--for high ideals, in other words. A seductive motivation when compared to death from disease, from age, from sheer depletion of the capacity to live. But is it really your ideal you would die for, or did someone else give it to you, second-hand?
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In April the oak I park under will gum up my windshield with sap. I'll come back to it later, when I need the shade.
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Consider this: As the universe has grown so immense over the last century, we have all grown smaller. Are we less to blame, or more, for what goes wrong?
We have run out of context-free activities without being aware of the fact.
It’s dangerous to not know and not know we don’t know. This is an oft-cited observation. But it’s also dangerous to know and not know that we know.
When I used to believe that way (the way you do) I was understandably benighted because of my lack of exposure to sources of Truth. I don't like to be reminded of the ghosts of the old thoughts and beliefs I still carry around with me.
My identity is tied up in my ideology. Don't you dare try to illuminate any flaws in my system of ideas. The people I identify with might not like it, and to maintain my identity I have to fight the appearance of ideological flaws.
The people I identify with help me choose my stereotypes. Both my identity group and my stereotypes help me create the fiction of who I am. This bothers me sometimes, but mostly I get over it.
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One flawed map is always replaced with another.
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Before seeing someone you don't want to see, open a vein. Before seeing someone you want to see, open two veins.
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You moved. You extended the range of motion allowed by the version of you I had conjured in my mind. How could you?
I just don't understand why you believe what you do. Tell me why--give me a good explanation-- and I'll try to disabuse you of your newly acquired illusions.
Thanks for the pain. I was overdue for my turn at being the wounded one.
~
Dying for your country, for love, for truth, for beauty--for high ideals, in other words. A seductive motivation when compared to death from disease, from age, from sheer depletion of the capacity to live. But is it really your ideal you would die for, or did someone else give it to you, second-hand?
~
In April the oak I park under will gum up my windshield with sap. I'll come back to it later, when I need the shade.
~
Consider this: As the universe has grown so immense over the last century, we have all grown smaller. Are we less to blame, or more, for what goes wrong?
We have run out of context-free activities without being aware of the fact.
It’s dangerous to not know and not know we don’t know. This is an oft-cited observation. But it’s also dangerous to know and not know that we know.
