Gorog, since you like spiders. . .

...I realize people do how they do, and there is nothing I can do about it, save for asking for some tolerance and acceptance instead of 'raid' and similar vitriole. Peace.

Something that's challenging to me is to not allow my state of mind or attitude to change (for the worse) depending on what others may say (or write) to me. I don't want to give them that power. I don't always succeed at this.
 
It is horrifically, fiendishly difficult to succeed at that Steve. I just try to keep a straight face when people insult me face to face, because I usually laugh along, unless it is like, the mother of insults that I just CANNOT ignore. But, when someone hides behind the internet to make fun of you, it is so difficult to not feel terrible about yourself, because, for all you know, it could have been your own father who wrote that insult. Anonymity is a powerful thing, and it wrecks tremendous destruction inside of you when it happens. I hear you Howard, open minded and wise as always with your tidbits of Tibet and other cultural paraphenalia us mortal un-moderators are too distracted to look up for ourselves. Rock on everyone, and peace be with you all.
David
 
Gorog, I share your sentiments that all life, no matter how pesky, has a purpose. I, too, refrain from the "see it, kill it" response. Even with the "stink bugs" that have invaded from foreign shores, I'll give them an escort outside if its convenient. I won't take it to extremes though, say in attempting to avoid all insects while walking. I've even researched for and set in motion a plan to exterminate carpenter ants that had taken up residence in a cabin I had. Otherwise, its live and let live...as with my mother who thinks nothing of pulling out a spray can of insect killer when the bugs annoy her. I'm not there to do otherwise and that's just her way of dealing with it.

Also, please consider that Alberta Ed could as easily been joking in his post as opposed to being vitriolic. He may have had the older Raid TV commercials in mind(cartoon bugs and Raid can..."Raid's here......RAID!!!!!") While it isn't always easy to do when we feel that something is personal, its always best to try to keep you mind toward the positive. In the end it gets easier and takes less energy.

I've enjoyed reading your posts here and hope to see many more. All the best of love, peace and health to you.

Rick
 
Thanks, man, I'll give your method a whirl, believe it. I'm trying to grow up and take on responsibility. I'm not going to make excuses and say, 'well, he practically insulted me, after all I said about preferring to not hear from people who despise spiders'. I'll take the punch, roll with it, and keep running towards my goal, to be a better person. And if that means sucking up all the pride in the world, if that means staying still to heal my bruised ego while the opponent gloats in my face, then so be it. I know you mean well, Rick, so no matter what I perceived you said to me, however chiding and uncomplementary it sounded to my ears, I'm not going to attack you for it. And I'll do my best to improve myself further, so that there is less and less to criticize. For me, when I'm criticized, it is like the ultimate blow to my self esteem, because, while I don't do nearly enough, what little I do, I do to better myself for the betterment of others and their well being. So, its like getting stabbed in the back, its like biting the hand that feeds you, when people decide they don't like me and perpetuate insinuation and insult to me. I'm not going to say either, that Alberta Ed did indeed insult me, because I will never know the inner workings of his mind, I will never know what he thinks, and he probably is not telling anything to me. I scare people off easily on the internet, and in real life. Because I don't know what to do. It comes down to Asperger's, it comes down to that fundamental dysfunctional reading of social cues, of thinking someone is insulting you when they are truly messing with you, that makes me harder to approach then most. Its only the people who understand me just by looking at me, better than I understand myself, that extend the hand of friendship when I look so anxious *furious* that I would sooner bite their hand than shake it. And yet, it is also my fault. I do not try hard enough. I need to try harder. And, so we come full circle. I'm doing my best, but I'll definitely give it a try for you, Rick, okay? Cool, I'll see everyone later. Peace.
 
Oh, and, everyone? I got SPIDERZ!
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...I'll take the punch, roll with it, and keep running towards my goal, to be a better person. And if that means sucking up all the pride in the world, if that means staying still to heal my bruised ego while the opponent gloats in my face, then so be it. I know you mean well, ...

Since you're using martial imagery, let's consider defeating the opponent.

It is easy to feel attacked, and perceive an opponent.

Face to face and toe to to with another individual. Conflict. Engagement. A whirl and a spin reorients you and brings you side to side, both looking in the same direction. The opponent is gone. Vanished??? Vanquished???

Many times the defeat of the opponent occurs in one's mind. Is there ever an external conflict of values that brings different individuals into conflict? Yes, but not as often as we are tempted to think.
 
Wow, man, if you don't mind me asking, are you a psychologist or a mentalist or something like that? Because you always have this sort of awesome zen/ unorthodox way of looking at things. Thanks, I'll consider your point of view to say the least. Crazy cool stuff, man. I'll see you. Peace.
 
We are the warriors at the edge of time
We are Humanity's scythe to sweep this way and that
And cut the Enemy down as weeds
We are Humanity's spade to dig up the roots wherever they have grown
We are Humanity's fire to burn the waste to the finest ash
We are the wind which will blow the ash away
As if it had never existed
We will destroy those Enemies
But we must first know the Enemies
And the Enemies are the devils that hide in our minds
And make us less than happy
They make us less than happy
We are the warriors at the edge of time
We are the veterans of a savage truth
We are the lost
We are the last
We are the betrayed
We are the betrayed
We are the betrayed................
 
what I perceived you said to me, however chiding and uncomplementary it sounded to my ears,


David, I appreciate your giving me the benefit of the doubt since beyond my personal viewpoint, I only meant to make suggestions.

I also share your opinion of both Howard Wallace and Eric(BFH44). They both have good hearts and freely share them with us. They both also have a way with words that conveys their meaning. I appreciate and envy this skill of theirs.

Again, all the best.

Rick
 
I apologize if you thought I wrote that –

I was juggling a few chore around the house and just tossed it up there – it is a song / poem (spoken word song) from the album “Warriors on the edge of time“ (1974) by the band “Hawkwind” – the first 5 or 6 albums were really cool until Lemmy was fired and went on to form Motorhead

The singer was friends with 70s Sci Fi writer Michael Moorcock who helped with their concept albums and they became the first “Space Rock” band

I just had read Howard's post and a couple others and I thought that poem was something yall could relate too.

I always liked that poem – thought you would too
 
Ah yes, Hawkwind. Haven't heard of them for a long time. I know who Moorcock is but I never knew that he worked with a band. Thanks for that info Eric.
 
he wrote a lot pf sci-fi books back in the 70s - and the singer and another member were fans who became a friends and so sometimes they would talk about ideas for album concepts

always had some really cool - zen esque lyrics mixed with social commentary from a restless generation - (oh and a lot of acid - :eek:)
 
Oh, and, everyone? I got SPIDERZ!
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Those... are cool. I will have to get outside with the camera and see what I can find. Maybe some of the local Wolf Spiders and Black Widows will let me take pictures of them.
 
I got a sweet harvestman spider in my house, FE FI FO FUM, WHERE IS MY CAMERA, HO HUM!?!?!?
 
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