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when fear itself asks all these questions, isn't it frighting?

Last edited by ilan_moorthi (2012-03-08 09:55:01)

ilan_moorthi wrote:

when fear itself asks all these questions, isn't it frighting?

So you think fear is without you, outside of you, imbibed by your teachers, parents and so on, and nothing to do with your own lack of sensitivity, presence, attention as an adult, as a parent...is that what you're saying?  I don't know what you mean, and so read your latest posts and you seem to think fear is without you, is it?

come in she said, the water's fine
spill your fears upon my spine

the fish all swam into the swirl
and soon enough it was their world

not so far from where they came
with nothing but themselves to blame

and so the swirl became familiar
and life went on under the water

joe wrote:

come in she said, the water's fine
spill your fears upon my spine

the fish all swam into the swirl
and soon enough it was their world

not so far from where they came
with nothing but themselves to blame

and so the swirl became familiar
and life went on under the water

Wonderful lines, did you write them?  Not that it matters who wrote.  All of the lines make sense except for the last two lines which seem just fine, yet remain unfamiliar in it's familiarity as nothing in life feels familiar to me as a humanbeing in the sense that people are so strange, completely unfamiliar... don't know if that make sense?  Not that it should.

pearl wrote:

So you think fear is without you, outside of you, imbibed by your teachers, parents and so on, and nothing to do with your own lack of sensitivity, presence, attention as an adult, as a parent...is that what you're saying?  I don't know what you mean, and so read your latest posts and you seem to think fear is without you, is it?

When safety line is drawn, anything beyond seems scary.. doesn't matter who drew it

pearl wrote:

So what are you afraid of my friend? 
Of death, of abondonment, of loneliness?
Of rejection, of not being loved, of never being listened to...?

Tell me of your fears, your insecurities...if possible?

you've merely appropriated some rhetoric and hypnotized yourself to mask your fear and panic, wake up and grow up, pebbles

best wishes...(and i mean that)

tree wrote:

pearl wrote:

So what are you afraid of my friend? 
Of death, of abondonment, of loneliness?
Of rejection, of not being loved, of never being listened to...?

Tell me of your fears, your insecurities...if possible?

you've merely appropriated some rhetoric and hypnotized yourself to mask your fear and panic, wake up and grow up, pebbles

best wishes...(and i mean that)

Ted Barco, if it's anyone here who knows what a violent fellow you are, it's me.  So don't run away and hide yourself behind an arsenal of images and pic's and empty, fake words and wishes.  Grow up and face up to your fears, your obsession with images.

pearl wrote:

tree wrote:

pearl wrote:

So what are you afraid of my friend? 
Of death, of abondonment, of loneliness?
Of rejection, of not being loved, of never being listened to...?

Tell me of your fears, your insecurities...if possible?

you've merely appropriated some rhetoric and hypnotized yourself to mask your fear and panic, wake up and grow up, pebbles

best wishes...(and i mean that)

Ted Barco, if it's anyone here who knows what a violent fellow you are, it's me.  So don't run away and hide yourself behind an arsenal of images and pic's and empty, fake words and wishes.  Grow up and face up to your fears, your obsession with images.

Samatha Reddy, you only fool yourself and Bob the slob

pearl wrote:

Ok Ted, but you're still running away, aren't you tired?

not interested in engaging your hallucinations Samatha, i've said all i have to say, take your best shot, happy to let it end there

may you get well

Funny, then why did you start up here?  I too have no time to engage with disoriented perverts like you, Ted Barco, so carry on and find someone else with whom to engage.  Even better ignore my posts from now on.

may thy wounds be healed

pearl wrote:

wilbro99 wrote:

(a creepy tree is a vine)

Gets even more creepier when he starts writing words.

BobD wrote:

tree wrote:

pearl wrote:

Ted Barco, if it's anyone here who knows what a violent fellow you are, it's me.  So don't run away and hide yourself behind an arsenal of images and pic's and empty, fake words and wishes.  Grow up and face up to your fears, your obsession with images.

Samatha Reddy, you only fool yourself and Bob the slob

How am I to understand "bob the slob" without a corresponding picture?

just look in the mirror...or go back to watching tv