TV tragedies, relentless Advertising and Burnout.

Animal cruelty. It’s wrong and it’s sad.  They don’t deserve it. No one does. I hope some good Master or owner will buy them, rescue them and take good and loving care of them.  But—-

…there is a However.  A big however. Nope, its even bigger than that. (this won’t be popular but someone needs to say it).  Have you ever—cared about something, felt empathy for it—-and then, been nagged and nagged and nagged and pestered and nagged and nagged some more?  Until what you had sympathy for is now very annoying.  This is happening.  Now. On TV.

So…I had a day off. I turned the TV on, and left it on.  An Animal Cruelty commercial came on, complete with a sad-sounding narrator and even what sounded like actual Violin-music in the background. Then it gets worse—-

I notice that  “Man, O Man! That has got to be THE lloooonngest single commercial in history! Holy crap.” Yes, its a worthy cause to address but Sheesh!, is this a commercial or a Podcast/conference? That was bad enough, and then it get’s worse. The TV shows this, and re-shows, and re-shows, and later on still re-shows this….Good God, this is Relentless! Enough already! Seriously.  You say: but they need help.—

Fine. Then go buy and rescue 11 dogs,  yourself,  and then SHUT THE F*** UP!!

Because you’ve Exhausted me. With your Fanaticism. And Nagging.

And more Nagging! For awhile, I could relate. But now the commercial is worse than a telemarketer. Congratulations! –Your Un-relenting-ness has now given me “empathy Burn-out”.  They want people to care, but all this persistence and reminders and repetition, on and on, over and over,  is now REPELLING folks, and downright annoying.

And so….I changed the channel. On this channel, there is a commercial asking to donate money for care-packages to starving people in a foreign country.  Then, a bit later, they show it again!  Is there anything else to talk about?

And then….they show a commercial for cancer-kids and handicapped.  Good grief, does EVERYTHING have to be some gut-wrenching Tragedy?!?   Over and over and over…..

I change back to the first channel I was watching. A commercial comes on. Now it’s about wounded warriors. Yet ANOTHER tragedy!  And they keep re-showing this one, too.  And I was -already-  suffering “compassion-fatigue”. But this stuff just goes oonnnn and oonnnn.  Is there ANYTHING Positive to advertise?  Anything?

It’s too much.  Dayyy after Dayyy.  And then someone says:

Well, someday, it might be you! And I say: Yes, that could happen. And if it does, I, too, may ask for help.  BUT—-iiii won’t do it 9-times-a-day.  And then,  tomorrow…….and then…..

“Making a Difference”

It’s All-the-Rage these days. “Making a Difference”. And—“giving back to the Community”.    But…..why?   Seriously. Why?

Exactly WHAT??–has “the Community”  TANGIBLY done, for you personally?  Did the “Community” buy you a Car?  Or pay for a years-worth of your College classes?  Or pay your Rent? or get you a Promotion? Did they pay your big medical bills?  No? Then why on earth do you feel any need to “give back” in the first place?

No one answers this.  They believe in “Service”, but they can’t (or won’t) tell you Why.

Most of the time they tell themselves they “made a difference” by volunteering, but 5 out of 6 times, what really happens is, they make sure that the next day, they are sure to wear the ribbon, badge or pin that they got for Volunteering, to work with them the next day. So YOU will be curious and ask them about it. They simply want the recognition and to feed their ego.  WOULD THEY have volunteered or “been of Service” IF they couldn’t tell anyone at all that they did it?  I truly wonder.

Think about this!  You, and your sweetie are stranded on some Island.  The weather is warm. There are Coconuts, Guavas, Papayas, Grapes, Oranges, Pineapples and Berries growing everywhere. There is even a fresh-water lake with Trout fish in it. But no snakes or wild animals.  The only problem is, there is only the two of you. There are no other people on this Island. S0…..you have NO ONE, to “be of service” to. NO ONE, to “give back” to.  No “Community” to “make a difference” in.   No community to “recognize your contribution”.  Just you & your sweetie. No one else to “serve”. Would Life be futile and meaningless? Would you kill yourself?  Could you still be happy on this Island?

Does a Cloned human being have a Soul?

The question is: Would a scientifically Cloned human who was NOT “incubated” or grown inside a human mother for 9 months….would it have any Soul?

Suppose a Mother is going to have twins. They will be born and they will be healthy. Will each twin have a Soul?  Most everyone will also say “Yes!”   But now, just suppose—

A scientist Clones a human being from conception in a Petri dish and somehow feeds and “grows” it outside a Mother until  “regular 9-month birth time” and then keeps feeding it and letting some parents adopt it.  A healthy, functioning, CLONE.  It can crawl, later walk, learn to talk and keep on developing as a natural kid would. Question: but does this “human” have a Soul??  While most people would say the husband & wife “made a  baby”, we *don’t* usually say that the parents “put” the Soul into the baby.

So, if God does it for a Natural baby (puts a Soul into the body), does a Scientist put a Soul into a lab-created Clone? I think people would say “NO!”.  How would they? From where? 

—then, now we have a Human without  a Soul, and when it dies, there is nothing to go to Heaven, or Hell, or even any sort of near-death or after-death anything!!

It gets weirder and opens a big can of worms.  Religiously, if one has no soul, is it possible to be “tempted”? It would seem not. If no soul, then WHAT is being tempted?  Another question: If your Soul hasn’t sinned (because you dont have one), will the Clone escape any Judgement Day?  There is still more—

When “natural” people have a near-death experience, they often report they experienced a rapid Life-review of their earthly Life. Would this happen if a being had no Soul? If there is no soul to go on to a Hell, or Heaven, or some other “plane”, then what’s the point? Would anything–other than–a Soul go to a Heaven or a Hell?  What?

 

1st Dates gone wrong

Ahhh, looking back on it all . . . (shakes head).  Some first-dates that went wrong:

#1.  Her: You could come over after we leave here…

Me:  You *are* single, aren’t you?

Her: Well….kind of. He’s not living with me.

Me: But legally, you’re still married, right?

Her: well, yeah….

Me: But I already said, right in the very beginning before we met, that I was looking for someone legally single or who’s divorce was Finalized.

(It all went downhill from there. I didn’t come over. No 2nd date).

#2. This date, we met for a drink downtown.  Actually, I felt the conversation was going quite well, and she was attractive, and then, completely out of nowhere and not related to anything we had been talking about, she asks me:  “SO! Do you Recycle?”  (I’m serious, she really asked that—WTF??)

Me: Umm, No, I don’t. I just dump it all in one big garbage can.

and then her bottom lip actually started to quiver a bit,  as she looked me right in the eyes with this worried look –and she said:  But  (quiver)…what…what about the LAND-fill?!?

(Ohhhh, brother!  Yeah, it went rapidly downhill from there. I was this loser-inconsiderate-Bum (or whatever she felt about me) because I didn’t care about the Planet, etc.   Sigh.

#3.  Her hair was shampooed. Slender figure, Skirt-n-blouse outfit looked nice. She probably just got off work. We sat down at our table. It wasn’t 3 minutes into it and she asks: SO! Where do you see yourself in 5 years from now?

Me: (oh, God! Am i going out with the manager of Personnel?).  Probably still living in this city and  enjoying Life right here.   (I could tell that that wasn’t Aggressive or Goal-oriented enough, even though I was working full-time and paying my bills on time and had my own car and place away from my parents).  Maybe i should have said I would become the National CEO of Bank of America and then buy the 3 largest Castles in all of Italy. . .

4. This woman also invited me to her place. And she was single. I get there and she has me sit in her kitchen and offers me Herb Tea.  She sits in another chair, also in the kitchen, but her chair is right in front of –an artist’s EASEL …and I get to sit and watch her do “toll-painting”.  But hey, its only the first date, right?  But there’s hardly any conversation, either. She’s sooo focused on each of her little painting-details, right in front of me. No, she isn’t painting me, either. I try to make conversation but she hardly says a word and gives very short, almost “robot” answers.  One time, it was a sunny day and we were sitting in grass and she picked up a flower and sorta teasingly said: He loves me, he loves me not, he loves me, he loves not. He loves me. Then she smiled.  But nothing happened. Every time I came over, once again, she kept doing more painting, every time! We never even kissed. Finally, I once asked: Do you want to go out with me or do you wanna keep doing painting? and she says she has to get it done. And yet, she kept having me over. I gave up. Too boring.  and I had waited. Forget sex, we weren’t doing ANYTHING together! No movies, No road trips, no sports, no games. We didn’t go to the Mall. Toooo boring. I moved on.

#5. We met for a Pizza. She arrives. She’s too fat. By quite alot.  I’m not perfect, but seriously, I DO know that I can do better. But I’ll be nice and make the most of it. The Pizza comes, its good, and at least the conversation wasn’t awkward.  Until—-

She asks:  (looking straight at me!) SO! Have you ever “done it” in a Bath-tub full of Lime Jello?  (Yes, she really asked that).

Me: (pause)….welll, no. Can’t say that I’ve tried that one…..

Later, I thanked her but never called back.  That was years ago.

And to think, for all of these dates, we DID meet in a public place, first.  Those were all years ago. But i still remember.  (smiles to self) Life goes on . . . .

 

Self-Help Book: “How to Live 365 Days a Year” by John A. Schindler M.D.

LIfe has its stresses and hassles.  Sometimes we may feel too worried, or depressed, or angry, or too rushed, or irritated by aggravations.

It would nice, if more of the time, we could feel both: 1. Calm and 2. Happy

John A. Schindler M.D. and his book: “How to Live 365 Days a Year” can be a big help with that.  The book was written years ago but is still very relevant and accurate, today.

No, it’s not another book on “Mindfulness” or “positive thinking” or visualization. More down to earth and physical and some solid everyday advice.

It talks about how we can be “calm, and happy. –Right now.” You will also get a mini-education about: Glands and hormones.  No worries, he keeps it simple and not too technical, but you will likely find it eye-opening.

What is STH? What is ACTH? What can be the long-term effect of too much of these? Who was Dr. Hans Seyle?  The book mentions that “Good Emotions are your best medicine!”  Several times, you will be presented with a real-life situation, and see how 2 different people handled it, one in a healthy way, the other one not so much. You can see the difference.  This is realistic advice you can put into practice. You will also learn more about your body chemistry and how it affects you.

Who doesn’t want to feel more “Calm. and Happy. –Right now”?   Amazon.com should have this book. Barnes & Noble should be able to order it. Get it. Read it. It is definitely “time well-spent”.   🙂   You’ll feel better.   PS—I post about a variety of topics. Scroll down and see my last 12 posts, or explore my monthly archives. Thanks for stopping by.    –the Owl

Calling any Astrologers

I bought a beginning-overview book on Astrology and also had my chart printed out. From my own research, it seems very highly likely that if any of us had an Astrologer do our Natal (birth) Chart, it would “automatically” (by default) be done, by having used the Placidus House system, or “Placidus Houses”. No newbie customer would ask why, and most Astrologers would not offer –or even mention– any of the other systems. How did using Placidus ever get so “popular”? Why? But the question I’m really curious about is:

Placidus, or “Equal house” system? I decided to also find out what my chart would say if done using Equal Houses. It came out mostly the same but—a couple planets ended up in different houses! And overall, at least for me, using Equal Houses seems to be more accurate. I have read that the Koch system is good for people born in higher latitudes, but I would think that unless you were born in Alaska or Northern Sweden, this would be a non-issue. So, for those of us born in “the 48 states” of the USA, which is better: Placidus, or Equal Houses? Which on seems more accurate to you? Thanks! 🙂