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Post by I$B on Mar 26, 2017 19:04:23 GMT
 Life has a funny way about it... Unfortunate circumstances led me to cross paths with a gentleman named Ernie. As far as I know he is a good dude, a Buddhist with a decades long resume of interesting shit, yet because of the festering shithole Youtube became I would find myself in his good graces after rope dealing a bunch of trolls. Interestingly enough the trolls had some really good points and in a long phone conversation I had to help Ernie understand this, but of course when the trolls were prank calling his home in the middle of the night and bringing his daughters in the mix, they lost all standing to discuss anything. Ernie liked to do this thing at the beach, pretty damn cool use of stones if you ask me. I keep a few on my desk and they look cool but I'm not Ernie, the story I'll share about stones isn't nearly as beautiful. "Sticks & stones may break my bones but words can never hurt me" - That's bullshit but there is something to it if you can line up the Rubiks cube to get the right perspective out of it.  In 6th or 7th grade during recess I was up in a tree when someone threw a rock at me, then a second and possibly a third. I decided I was going to learn this motherfucker a lesson so of course I came down from that tree, picked up one of the rocks and threw it at his fucking head, what now!?! I mean what could go wrong right, this motherfucker started some shit and who am I to not help finish it. Tunnel-vision is very real, what went wrong is that some other kid just happened to be walking between me and the guy I was throwing the rock at, and I was so focused on my target that I missed the obvious... I hit the guy right in the forehead and blood was just pouring out, all over his white tee, we end up in the Principles office and the weirdest thing was that this guy wasn't even mad at me, of course he had every right to be. He had a much better attitude than I did. |
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Post by Chris on Mar 26, 2017 19:10:05 GMT
Life has a funny way about it... Unfortunate circumstances led me to cross paths with a gentleman named Ernie. As far as I know he is a good dude, a Buddhist with a decades long resume of interesting shit, yet because of the festering shithole Youtube became I would find myself in his good graces after rope dealing a bunch of trolls. Interestingly enough the trolls had some really good points and in a long phone conversation I had to help Ernie understand this, but of course when the trolls were prank calling his home in the middle of the night and bringing his daughters in the mix, they lost all standing to discuss anything. Ernie liked to do this thing at the beach, pretty damn cool use of stones if you ask me. I keep a few on my desk and they look cool but I'm not Ernie, the story I'll share about stones isn't nearly as beautiful. "Sticks & stones may break my bones but words can never hurt me" - That's bullshit but there is something to it if you can line up the Rubiks cube to get the right perspective out of it. In 6th or 7th grade during recess I was up in a tree when someone threw a rock at me, then a second and possibly a third. I decided I was going to learn this motherfucker a lesson so of course I came down from that tree, picked up one of the rocks and threw it at his fucking head, what now!?! I mean what could go wrong right, this motherfucker started some shit and who am I to not help finish it. Tunnel-vision is very real, what went wrong is that some other kid just happened to be walking between me and the guy I was throwing the rock at, and I was so focused on my target that I missed the obvious... I hit the guy right in the forehead and blood was just pouring out, all over his white tee, we end up in the Principles office and the weirdest thing was that this guy wasn't even mad at me, of course he had every right to be. He had a much better attitude than I did. Attitude is latitude. I heard that on a Kanye West song. Cool stones bro
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Post by ben on Mar 26, 2017 19:23:20 GMT
Grain of sand. Diamond shard. Lavish land. Life is art.  |
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Post by I$B on Mar 26, 2017 19:30:52 GMT
The thing is, even if I had hit my intended target, what would the outcome have been? If I hadn't hit an innocent bystander, would I have even stopped at one stone, how many might I have thrown to make my point?
This isn't the only time my temper got the best of me, one time at bandcamp, kidding, I wasn't in band... One time at camp I was in a porto-potty and my friends were shaking the shit out of it, lol, after I finished one order of business it was on to the next. As I opened the door and walked out, 5 of my friends are standing next to each other laughing their asses off, until I punched the one laughing loudest right square in the nose. Turns out he was the one guy not shaking it... Fuck me. I'd say I was better friends with 3 of the other 4 as they lived in my neighborhood, yet this is the guy of them all who still reaches out to me, go figure.
There is a reason why I tell these stories, that they are my stories and real are the least important part. I could tell far worse stories but these are just so fitting
Nuance...
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Post by Chris on Mar 26, 2017 19:35:15 GMT
The thing is, even if I had hit my intended target, what would the outcome have been? If I hadn't hit an innocent bystander, would I have even stopped at one stone, how many might I have thrown to make my point? This isn't the only time my temper got the best of me, one time at bandcamp, kidding, I wasn't in band... One time at camp I was in a porto-potty and my friends were shaking the shit out of it, lol, after I finished one order of business it was on to the next. As I opened the door and walked out, 5 of my friends are standing next to each other laughing their asses off, until I punched the one laughing loudest right square in the nose. Turns out he was the one guy not shaking it... Fuck me. I'd say I was better friends with 3 of the other 4 as they lived in my neighborhood, yet this is the guy of them all who still reaches out to me, go figure. There is a reason why I tell these stories, that they are my stories and real are the least important part. I could tell far worse stories but these are just so fitting Nuance... Maybe you are the guy that got hit by the rock, or punched in the face this time.
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Post by Chris on Mar 26, 2017 19:37:43 GMT
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Post by I$B on Mar 26, 2017 19:47:13 GMT
Indeed Chris, it's like I see stones flying all over the place... Which I suppose begs the question who throwing stones has tunnel vision?
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Post by I$B on Mar 26, 2017 20:00:46 GMT
In both situations I didn't start the shit... I had every right to be upset as I was the 'victim' or in the 'right' before I was in the wrong, because of course in both situations I created a new victim, both of whom ended the cycle without creating new victims.
It's also worth noting that of course I escalated the situations hurting people worse than I was hurt in the first place.
That seems to be the nature of violence, escalation, and of course it is usually hurt people who hurt people, but some hurt people stop the cycle.
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Post by Chris on Mar 26, 2017 20:12:12 GMT
Indeed Chris, it's like I see stones flying all over the place... Which I suppose begs the question who throwing stones has tunnel vision? I$B, I think everyone throwing stones has tunnel vision.
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Post by Chris on Mar 26, 2017 20:19:45 GMT
In both situations I didn't start the shit... I had every right to be upset as I was the 'victim' or in the 'right' before I was in the wrong, because of course in both situations I created a new victim, both of whom ended the cycle without creating new victims. It's also worth noting that of course I escalated the situations hurting people worse than I was hurt in the first place. That seems to be the nature of violence, escalation, and of course it is usually hurt people who hurt people, but some hurt people stop the cycle. I like how you have conveyed your wisdom here.
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Post by I$B on Mar 27, 2017 3:00:41 GMT
Indeed Chris, it's like I see stones flying all over the place... Which I suppose begs the question who throwing stones has tunnel vision? I$B, I think everyone throwing stones has tunnel vision.
Probably so Chris, to varying degrees. From Caylus's Thread Shadow Games " It would be useless to classify these ... as "Good" versus "Evil"..." " Some fought for all of humanity.
They embraced Love." " Others fought for only themselves.
They actively embraced Destruction." At the time Caylus posted this, there were also other active threads that inspired me to post the following vid in Random Gratitude I thought it was interesting video that bridged many things together but the reason I posted it was to put out a different perspective. In this video she eventually mentions the 528hz spectrum being what makes grass grow, birds chirp etc, other words that come to mind if I remember correctly were good, love, growth, creation etc. She also mentions the 440hz spectrum being destruction, or 'negative'. She tells of how when she got to that 528hz bliss frequency of creation she thought about wanting to perpetually remain in tune with that until her two-faced Gemini instinct kicked in and she realized wait, there is a balance to all of this and remaining in 528hz would seem to upset the balance of things, that the actual key to all of this was a balance of love & destruction, more specifically controlled destruction. Dharma comes to mind as does alchemy.  |
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Post by Chris on Mar 27, 2017 7:17:32 GMT
I$B, I think everyone throwing stones has tunnel vision.
Probably so Chris, to varying degrees. From Caylus's Thread Shadow Games " It would be useless to classify these ... as "Good" versus "Evil"..." " Some fought for all of humanity.
They embraced Love." " Others fought for only themselves.
They actively embraced Destruction." At the time Caylus posted this, there were also other active threads that inspired me to post the following vid in Random Gratitude I thought it was interesting video that bridged many things together but the reason I posted it was to put out a different perspective. In this video she eventually mentions the 528hz spectrum being what makes grass grow, birds chirp etc, other words that come to mind if I remember correctly were good, love, growth, creation etc. She also mentions the 440hz spectrum being destruction, or 'negative'. She tells of how when she got to that 528hz bliss frequency of creation she thought about wanting to perpetually remain in tune with that until her two-faced Gemini instinct kicked in and she realized wait, there is a balance to all of this and remaining in 528hz would seem to upset the balance of things, that the actual key to all of this was a balance of love & destruction, more specifically controlled destruction. Dharma comes to mind as does alchemy. Another excellent post.
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Post by Deleted on Mar 27, 2017 8:31:40 GMT
Om Namah Narayana
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Post by The Orginal Chrisp on Mar 27, 2017 8:38:15 GMT
Ommmm Namahhhh Narayanaaaa.
Repeat 4 times in Morgan Freeman voice.
Then go take a drink of water.
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Post by Source on Apr 7, 2017 13:59:27 GMT
Indeed Chris, it's like I see stones flying all over the place... Which I suppose begs the question who throwing stones has tunnel vision? I$B, I think everyone throwing stones has tunnel vision.
You know.... Jesus was pissed off as much as he wasn't. Just saying. |
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