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As thedope had explained to Dejavu goodness belongs to all in no one having a claim on it to the exclusion of any other and the phrase only god is good is an archaic way of saying the same thing. Now these phrases being synonymous could very well be lost to Dejavu because he doesn't believe he has a god and sometimes doesn't appreciate the way thedope's phrases turn finding their figures out of proportion to his taste. thedope liked big buts and he wasn't talking exceptions so that is to be expected. What Nietzsche called eternal recurrence suggesting that the same things happen again and again is uneventful but rather our lives are a series of sensations, not events, rising and falling redundantly, waves in the ocean of time having peaks and valleys some of which we may call pleasant and some not so. What is happening is being and being is only now. As thedope further discussed human values he talked about our real desire being to have all that we want and have it now, not just enough to get by but people settle with what they get feeling if they didn't they would be deprived. Some people think that if they have patience they will get there reward not realizing expectation and patience are antagonistic and in turn live lives as Thoreau had said of quiet desperation.. Patience in it's infinitude brings immediate results. The world is not valuable to us for what it has to offer, we give it all the value it has for us. The measure we give then the measure we receive. There are lots of indecent measures such as bargain hunting where you expect to pay little and get a lot in return, a good way to feel impoverished when you can't be free with your treasure. To have all value give all to all. thedope had in fact told Dejavu his idea of god many times saying our god is that which we invoke as good cause.

 

"So what do you invoke as good cause thedope?" asked Dejavu. "You don't have to convince me of anything, I would always vouch for your good character." Dejavu didn't know infinite patience. "What is it then we all really want right now?"

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All being, having and being the same. Both our invocations would find us singing and dancing Dejavu. Yours is a popular theme, love being your life's condition, you invoke god/good is love. I think love, our being, is beyond what can be taught but as you are your being is revealed. We come to this world seeking and what we seek is our good being in a world and amidst intense sensations that seem to give conflicting reports. And among the conflicting reports of a split mind as to the character of the world we can feel at times that our love had left and we feel as though our being is slipping away and we find reports that love hurts or that love is absent somewhere. We want perfection in every sense and despair when we think it absent and yet no one wants to be unhappy. Unhappiness is a state of mis identification as we were taught we were both good and bad, loving or unloving, beautiful or not, worthy or not, and the arbitrary nature of that lesson makes you damned if you do and damned if you don't depending on a natives customary inclinations, meaning conforming to what is variously considered as usual or normal and that my friend is vanities cult and it sets the self at enmity. Seek but do not find. It is not an effect of human nature but human behavior. For eons we may take to figure out that we can't sort out the products of a split mind for we will continue to sort as long as we think there is a divide to breach. This effort causes tremendous stress as we seek to confine ourselves and the world to a consistently good being that we haven't even discovered. Our success consequently varies because we haven't figured out what it is we are doing, applying ourselves first one way then another. The world is not full of immoral unprincipled men but the very virtuous who have learned so well a profoundly unreliable lesson. All doing falls naturally from premise, that is the thought, the invocation, the invitation comes first as we are naturally devoted to our good cause, where our treasure is, there is our heart also.

 

"And you're saying you don't think there's a breach to bridge when you suggest our nature is somehow not our behaviour?!" asked Dejavu with something like surprise. He wanted to speak as directly as possible. "I know what you're trying to say thedope, but you can't seem to say it!" Dejavu knew that if vanity could become a cult, that is, not so vain as to think itself free of itself, it would in any case give way to a culture of love, all maligned misidentification fading before its own reflection as with any of our attempted distillations. "Humanity is yet to discover itself, and there is no 'unreliable lesson' that can be learned well. If love were a lesson it really would be beyond what can be taught!" he laughed.



https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mm2vPhcYoXk"]Source Direct - The Cult - YouTube

 

"... so it is unteachable?" the little mouse asks, while she shrugs. "So be it then, but it should not need teaching ..." and she waves. "... or hopes, for sometimes dreams do come true."

 

("...you're doing some great post of late..." went the goblin)

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"...but how would that prove it to others here that I am not just your sock then..." smiled the goblin, adding "...for the whole point of this writing style is that it is anonymous, where the whole point of persona is that it is obviously a mask too...", in fact, the goblin had promised his wife from years back that he would never become known, thus started this concept of persona here, adding "...all very easy, you have the choice between being a known wendy or an unknown peter pan, an aging wendy then or an ageless peter pan, where both have their merits/demerits, and where one can't be both here..."

 

thedope had in fact been listening and at the call responded, "I am suggesting that there is no human nature apart from nature, just as there is no breach to be bridged between taste and knowing as they are not the same thing even though they are complimentary of one another. On the one hand spoiled food tastes bad and will taste bad no matter the taster because it represents the tension of chemical reaction and recoil is reflexive. Why did Fred try to eat spoiled food, actually he had intended to nourish himself and it appeared outwardly palatable to him according to the evidence of his eyes, that it had tasted bad on the tongue averted a potentially septic event. Taste is traffic control for the unintended. Did Fred on the other hand show good taste in putting the spoiled food back into the refrigerator, did it show of the character of his nature to do so? Some might think that it had exhibited a lack of consideration or slovenly habit and by association come to regard Fred as lazy and inconsiderate. In this case however, Fred had simply kept the offender on ice until he had an opportunity to more definitely dispose of it. Those who had claimed lack of good taste or a deviant nature had confused human behavior with human nature. Fred had been unjustly accused but the accuser could only react in accordance with his accusation or finding so what upsets them is not what Fred had done but what they had done to Fred and is the fruit of their labor and doubly confuse their behavior with another's nature. To be split minded about potentials of life is to portend split mindedness but even so nature and behavior are never inconsistent as all action flows from conception." Neither chicken nor egg come first but arrive by virtue of an ubiquitous intent. It takes three coordinates to affix space in time. Thought, word, and deed.

thedope began to shuffle to a jungle beat, "look dude, I say what I mean and I mean what I say and what I say and what I mean and what I do are the same." thedope wondered about this incapacity Dejavu had in accepting that thedope had said something.

 

Evidently the carnal did not communicate sufficiently thought thedope and he could imagine Dejavu saying come on back to the carnival in that case. In absence of the fact that we can't hide to become unknown to the speculators we forget calling upon the past. Well history doesn't inform in the way we think it does as we all make it up. No harm done and no benefit for us other than narcissistic fascination.

 

"So it is just a different understanding of the english language!" laughed Dejavu, who had no objection to thedopes saying anything. Nothing would prevent him objecting to what was said if he felt to though, in no way being able to object to its having been said. Higher and lower being. thedope felt an objection. Perhaps he only meant he wanted to abolish slavery. "I dispute you can say what you mean thedope when you think human nature is not its behaviour!" If thedope would stop shuffling, he might see that space is never "affixed" in time. Dejavu would keep taking thedopes proffered 'figures of speech' and throwing them to the floor, not wanting to play with them. "Need better articulation" he said.

 

"One always thinks one means what one says and what one says and means and does are one and the same," the little mouse repeats after Thedope. She shakes her head and smiles. "But humans are a creature of fickle mother nature and thus equally unreliable, changing as rapid as weather can, turning from their original idea to a new one which suits needs that change from moment to moment while they remain, in their mind, the same person, with the same ideas."

 

"No act is fixed in time but we are in time for our lives," said thedope.
Human nature is animal nature and that nature is to respirate, to eat, to procreate, and to excrete and all human "behaviors" are attendant to that nature. There is nothing that we do that is not in service to what we identify as our body. "To be born is our nature and our behavior reflects our desire to have yet I need do nothing to have all that I am as I am ordained/constrained by the self organizing principle of life" replied thedope. It is a variety of belief that there is a nature of human being apart from nature but thedope did not embrace that perspective as his own. How is it that Dejavu would require his girl to die her hair a certain color before he would 'dain to take her out?

 

repost from elsewhere, the "suicidal girlfriend took all her stuff, deleted facebook, etc. What should I do" thread

"...where no doubt like you will just ignore these logical responses this time too for their base logic then..." smiled the goblin thinking how much you humans lack flare and hid your hearts too, continuing "...so go to her now, tell her the truth then, that you're willing to die with her if that's what it takes to be with her, be sincere and mean every word too, discuss suicide then, talk it over as lovers would, for your rival is death here and her fixation upon it, follow your heart and not your head in this, offer the ultimate price to he and see if that is what it takes to wake her up to those around her..."

[noparse]https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YRqmcgHG42Y[/noparse]

 

...that was mesmerising until the clumsy last line td, save that, it will get better on every repost...oh yes I saw that thread flea, my reply to the same thread then if you missed it, but then I doubt you did...

"...ah but the sex..." chuckles Jats inappropriately for a moment "...yes sex with crazy chicks is amazing, and y'all may as well get used to it you know, mental health issues affect one in four today, they say, as well as the 'normal' female madness of course, so they are likely to be 'mad' in some way anyway so yes insist she continues with therapy, which will lead to meds, to more self harm, and you can be the one who stayed and cared, instead of the long line of ones that didn't and helped make her this way, though in the end there is a high chance she will 'get better' and dump you heartlessly for a guy she met in therapy, or probably on-line these days, maybe, who knows, but then that's kinda normal anyway..." smiles Jats sincerely with one eye watching the missus doing her morning yoga which if you ask Jats is 'fucking mental' at this hour, as he sips his tea, aching, groaning coughing and spluttering barely awake still, but very nice indeed "...so what's the point of 'running for the hills', stay and enjoy the ride, hell write it all down, real life always makes good reading, and whatever turns you on along the way..." as Jats thanks the chameleon for the gif attached where Jats smiles and knows he would put up with a lot of madness if he could come on that face just once "...so, any pics then..." enquires the chameleon innocently wishing the poster luck and sure he will get good advice here if he listens to the right voices then

 

Being thedope imagined that last line to be a question going forward, he assumed it would get better in the answering as Dejavu is answerable to a degree of being entertaining in the least and down right endearing mostly.

 

The little mouse smile for such a Butt Ugly is indeed most endearing to behold and must be loved for all its eeriness. "Let's not try and change anything about it. Love it for what it is and set it free."

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"... very uplifting in these times of pressing questions. Questions that are all asked and answered, if one would only read all the words are there for all to see." the little mouse smiles as she reads and her restless state is restored to its usual calm. Once more she is afloat on the sea of her bliss. And reads what's been asked. "Must every question have an answer that is satisfactory to all? Must each creature be near perfect? One can't please every human, for all have their own desires and views. Today she saw the first signs of nature restoring itself and thought. "Flowers are peaceful to look at. They have neither emotions nor conflict." Isn't that what Sigmund Freud once said? And isn't it true? The little mouse wished she had a profession which took her into nature, to interact with the tranquility of trees and bushes, flowers and vines. Instead she has to deal with humans, who want, want and then want even more. Answers to questions, demands for attention, wealth, their right, even at cost of another human's right if need be. "Where is the balance? What drives humans to this all consuming need to have and have, to take and take even more than they can bear?" Once more she sets out to do some work in her garden and greenhouse, at least she can guide her plants to be the best they can be, slowly following her guidance to grow into beautiful things which bring joy, wishing the humans would be as easily guided and less judgemental. "Ah, but that would be ..."

 

"It sounds as though you think I think there is a nature apart from nature thedope!" said Dejavu, who would never deign to approve of dye for his or anothers crown. "Is your work cut out for you trying to convert me to your salon?! Did you yourself ordain to constrain yourself to this mission, or did the order come from a hair power?" Dejavu then set the dryer on high, so as to condition this addresser of his lingual locks. "No Blowhard no suckup no snipper no lopper, failed tousling my tassles to then come a cropper of sorts, since they're mine to leave off or grow out, if you rend undue scissor, your own tangle flout and be bald damn you too, oh and off with your beard, for your lashes and eyebrows and nose be afeared!"

 

"Perhaps it does Dejavu", admitted thedope, "but I had composed a metaphoric question asking as to the why you would throw figures of speech to the floor as opposed to dancing with them for want of greater articulation." thedope did not in fact think that Dejavu thought there was nature apart from nature but spoke often to a wider audience in addition to Dejavu in suggesting that behavior is not always indicative of nature. thedope strategically donned eye protection.

 

"You're a shady one thedope," said Dejavu, "to think the floor I throw your untruths to is not a dancing one." He looked at thedopes dreads. "How wide is your audience thedope? Are you as narrow as all that?! Let's see some of this behaviour then that's not indicative of nature!" he laughed.


https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6ml8KDumTO0"]Bjork - Human behaviour - YouTube

 

If I fall down would you call me clumsy and if I get up again would I be adept, deft, daftardly cleft, or gawkward as gangley and awkward or perhaps an anorexic fat person?

 

"I don't think it would matter what I'd call it, would it?!" he laughed. "But whatever it is you do, it's indicative of something. Nature is always its behaviour." Dejavu saw, with piercing clarity, his dynamic understanding to be his own, shared or not.