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  <pubDate>Thu, 14 Oct 2004 11:08:26 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>norm</title>
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  <description>We knowers are unknown to ourselves, and for good reason: How can we ever hope to find what we never look for? There is a sound adage which runs: &quot;Where a man&apos;s treasure lies, there lies his heart.&quot; Our treasure lies in the beehives of our knowledge. We are perpetually on our way thither, being by nature winged insects and honey gatherers of the mind. The only thing that lies close to our heart is the desire to bring something home to the hive. The sad truth is that we remain necessarily strangers to ourselves; we don&apos;t understand our own substance. We must mistake ourselves; the axiom, &quot;Each man is farthest from himself,&quot; will hold for us to all eternity. &lt;br /&gt;Of ourselves we are not knowers. --Nietzsche&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since the invention of complex spoken language and the advent and eventual dominance of linguistic consciousness, many functions mediated by the right half of the cerebrum and the limbic system have often been viewed as dangerous, sinful, or irrelevant. Indeed, so autocratic and presumptuous is the left half of the brain that not only does it try not to be conscious of many of these natural abilities, impulses and inclinations, but has attempted to suppress or discard them as useless and unimportant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is so terribly unfortunate for the right brain possesses tremendous talent and innumerable capabilities, much of which were millions of years in the making and which enabled our very ancient ancestors to live in harmony with themselves, with others, and with the natural and supernatural world surrounding. Unfortunately, since the left brain often refuses to fully utilize or is unable to acknowledge the existence of this supposedly hidden world and all the possibilities it represents, many (non-sports related) natural non-linguistic abilities which prevailed for over 100,000 or more years have been allowed to whither. &quot;If you don&apos;t use it you lose it.&quot; Many of us have been increasingly taught to forsake the capacities so long and painstakingly developed and which are now associated with the right half of the brain, and instead have become slave to the linguistic whims, confabulations, and rationales of the left brain and have thus increasingly lost touch with &lt;br /&gt;the Original Mind which at one time dominated the mental system maintained by both the right and left cerebral hemispheres.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many of us have forgotten who and what we are and from whence we came and have been forced by prevailing logic, rationalizations, reasons, and preconceptions, to deny the unconscious wealth which can be found within our own mind. This has given rise to unnecessary feelings of guilt, and innumerable psychic and interpersonal conflicts, and has increasingly disrupted the harmony and maintenance of what was over a million years in the making: the family and the capacity to see things as they. All too often, of ourselves we are not .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Indeed, it is a curious thing about the conscious mind, for if repeatedly told that something is unacceptable, or to feel guilt for having or expressing certain thoughts, often it and the whole brain in fact begins to feel guilty and will reject and condemn what in fact may be quite normal. In order to not feel guilty, the conscious mind begins to believe what it has been told, or what it tells itself, and then denies, represses and explains away even the most natural of phenomena, even when they are an integral part of the Self.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many modern human beings are so completely out of touch with who and what they are, and they have so willingly accepted the verbal labels applied by others as to what is acceptable, normal, and so on, that sometimes even the most natural of body functions, such as breast feeding, sweat, body odor, urination, defecation, and even the sexual act, is somehow viewed as abnormal, depraved, uncouth, and uncivilized, even when these actions or functions occur within the privacy of one&apos;s own home. At the minimum these topics are a source of embarrassment for many, and there are thus numerous products on the market to make one appear and smell as if a person is other than who they are, even when what they look and smell like is perfectly &lt;br /&gt;OK (and by this I do not mean the unwashed body).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is so much pressure, starting in childhood, to disavow certain tendencies, to wear certain clothes with the right designer label, to use the right perfumes or colognes, to drink certain alcoholic beverages, or to maintain a certain hair style or color, or a certain weight, waist or breast size, and so on, that the true self often becomes lost in the process. We are all bombarded with these messages, be they from advertisers, the media, our parents when we were young, or even the prevailing culture which constantly tells us even what is fashionable to think, feel, or believe. The overarching message is that &quot;you need help,&quot; &quot;you need to change,&quot; as what you are may not be acceptable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But acceptable to who? We must deny and be other than we are because it may offend someone else&apos;s sensibilities. They may not like us or reject us, and if others do not like or approve of us, how can we like ourselves? So, if we wish to be accepted, we must be other than what we are; at least that is what many are erroneously led to believe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, what is offensive to one person is another person&apos;s mental health, intellectual capability, independence, physical or athletic prowess or beauty and sex appeal, or even their lack of concern as to what others might think. However, the person who is offended, who demands that &quot;you&quot; change in order to appease their sensitivities, are often responding to their own insecurities, some of which have nothing to do with the person being attacked. As pertaining to advertisers, it should be obvious that &lt;br /&gt;they are not concerned as to anyone&apos;s health or psychological well being, but only in making money and will say or do whatever the law allows to get consumers to spend as much of it as possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some people are easily offended, however, not so much because they wish &lt;br /&gt;&quot;you&quot; to change so as to improve yourself, but because what they see reminds them of their own hidden self, and their own disowned and disguised impulses and desires, or, perhaps their own inadequacies. Rather than feel guilt for their own inclinations, they instead fling guilt and condemnation on those who represent their own unknown face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE DEFENSE MECHANISMS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the land of the blind, those with eyes are said not to see.&lt;br /&gt;Humans are fraught with all kinds of desires and &quot;needs&quot;. They have a need to eat, a need to make love, a need to go for a walk, a need to go to the bathroom, a need for knowledge, a need for companionship, a need for physical activity, and the list goes on. Although we may label our desires and needs in a variety of ways (e.g., physical needs, emotional needs), some might best be categorized as &quot;good needs&quot; whereas others would properly be described as &quot;bad needs.&quot; For example, the need for drugs or the unconscious need to resurrect certain aspects of a painful childhood, as in the need to be hurt, rejected, neglected, might best be described as bad needs. &lt;br /&gt;Although admittedly the notions of good and bad are relative and value laden, what is meant here by &quot;bad needs&quot; are those which are harmful or self-destructive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All desires, impulses, and needs, regardless of their being good or bad, are generated by the various regions of our brain and originate in response to our internal and external environment and in reaction to the manner in which others treat us. Our needs and desires are thus shaped by conscious as well as unconscious forces as well as our conscious and unconscious self-image.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Indeed, some desires, needs and impulses come to be denied, whereas others are disguised or misinterpreted in accordance with the manner in which we and others view ourselves. Some desires and unconscious impulses are not acceptable to our self-image. When this occurs conscious and unconscious conflicts sometimes result and the individual may completely fail to recognize and thus meet his real needs. This may leave him in a state of deprivation and dissatisfaction which in turn may generate feelings of anger or depression as well as considerable tension.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Denial and misinterpretation may also incite people to engage in activities which have little or nothing to do with their original needs. This may happen when the original unconscious impulses are completely contrary to the person&apos;s conscious self-image. Indeed, some people feel one thing while conducting themselves in a completely opposite manner. When they react against their inner impulses by behaving in a fashion opposite to them, so as to disguise them, they have engaged in Reaction Formation</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 24 Sep 2004 11:27:34 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>a love from the past... (Pocahontas)</title>
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  <description>&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v479/worldofmagic/p.gif&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I love most about rivers is:&lt;br /&gt;You can&apos;t step in the same river twice&lt;br /&gt;The water&apos;s always changing, always flowing&lt;br /&gt;But people, I guess, can&apos;t live like that&lt;br /&gt;We all must pay a price&lt;br /&gt;To be safe, we lose our chance of ever knowing&lt;br /&gt;What&apos;s around the riverbend&lt;br /&gt;Waiting just around the riverbend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I look once more&lt;br /&gt;Just around the riverbend&lt;br /&gt;Beyond the shore&lt;br /&gt;Where the gulls fly free&lt;br /&gt;Don&apos;t know what for&lt;br /&gt;What I dream the day might send&lt;br /&gt;Jut around the riverbend&lt;br /&gt;For me&lt;br /&gt;Coming for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel it there beyond those trees&lt;br /&gt;Or right behind these waterfalls&lt;br /&gt;Can I ignore that sound of distant drumming&lt;br /&gt;For a handsome sturdy husband&lt;br /&gt;Who builds handsome sturdy walls&lt;br /&gt;And never dreams that something might be coming?&lt;br /&gt;Just around the riverbend&lt;br /&gt;Just around the riverbend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I look once more&lt;br /&gt;Just around the riverbend&lt;br /&gt;Beyond the shore&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere past the sea&lt;br /&gt;Don&apos;t know what for ...&lt;br /&gt;Why do all my dreams extend&lt;br /&gt;Just around the riverbend?&lt;br /&gt;Just around the riverbend ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v479/worldofmagic/pocahontas.gif&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Should I choose the smoothest curve&lt;br /&gt;Steady as the beating drum?&lt;br /&gt;Should I marry Kocoum?&lt;br /&gt;Is all my dreaming at an end?&lt;br /&gt;Or do you still wait for me, Dream Giver&lt;br /&gt;Just around the riverbend?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v479/worldofmagic/pc.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You think I&apos;m an ignorant savage&lt;br /&gt;And you&apos;ve been so many places&lt;br /&gt;I guess it must be so&lt;br /&gt;But still I cannot see&lt;br /&gt;If the savage one is me&lt;br /&gt;Now can there be so much that you don&apos;t know?&lt;br /&gt;You don&apos;t know ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v479/worldofmagic/pocahontas.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You think you own whatever land you land on&lt;br /&gt;The Earth is just a dead thing you can claim&lt;br /&gt;But I know every rock and tree and creature&lt;br /&gt;Has a life, has a spirit, has a name&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You think the only people who are people&lt;br /&gt;Are the people who look and think like you&lt;br /&gt;But if you walk the footsteps of a stranger&lt;br /&gt;You&apos;ll learn things you never knew you never knew&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever heard the wolf cry to the blue corn moon&lt;br /&gt;Or asked the grinning bobcat why he grinned?&lt;br /&gt;Can you sing with all the voices of the mountains?&lt;br /&gt;Can you paint with all the colors of the wind?&lt;br /&gt;Can you paint with all the colors of the wind?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come run the hidden pine trails of the forest&lt;br /&gt;Come taste the sunsweet berries of the Earth&lt;br /&gt;Come roll in all the riches all around you&lt;br /&gt;And for once, never wonder what they&apos;re worth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rainstorm and the river are my brothers&lt;br /&gt;The heron and the otter are my friends&lt;br /&gt;And we are all connected to each other&lt;br /&gt;In a circle, in a hoop that never ends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How high will the sycamore grow?&lt;br /&gt;If you cut it down, then you&apos;ll never know&lt;br /&gt;And you&apos;ll never hear the wolf cry to the blue corn moon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For whether we are white or copper skinned&lt;br /&gt;We need to sing with all the voices of the mountains&lt;br /&gt;We need to paint with all the colors of the wind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can own the Earth and still&lt;br /&gt;All you&apos;ll own is Earth until&lt;br /&gt;You can paint with all the colors of the wind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v479/worldofmagic/70b02f62.jpg&quot;&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 23 Sep 2004 10:01:17 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>My pics.</title>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 21 Sep 2004 10:51:02 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>a HYC pg</title>
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  <description>Hyc… my college senior… very sweet person.. known her for 3 yrs almost … hmm &lt;br /&gt;BTW she introduced me to LJ… (thanks girl!!)&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v479/worldofmagic/Hyacie.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the first pic i took with my 6600 .. MTV office&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v479/worldofmagic/P044.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hyc working hard...  :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v479/worldofmagic/hycatamits.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah baby... Mello high at Amit’s :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v479/worldofmagic/P141.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hyc and uhhmm Raja ..:)</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 20 Sep 2004 08:23:58 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Simon ...</title>
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  <description>&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v479/worldofmagic/si.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v479/worldofmagic/theboys.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;awww what love..:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v479/worldofmagic/scream.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;drunk as hell</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 20 Sep 2004 07:57:33 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>:) happy people</title>
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  <description>Yay… I’ve figured how to do the pic thing… :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v479/worldofmagic/Image001.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My bro and his girlfriend..:) soo cute :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v479/worldofmagic/P030.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kushal and Malani.. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v479/worldofmagic/Amitnjune.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;June and Amit... awww :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v479/worldofmagic/thehappycouple.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hyc and Spidee... uuhhmm... :)</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 20 Sep 2004 07:35:08 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>pic. day</title>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 19 Jul 2004 12:43:31 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>everyone sees it ... u know this stuff .. but i need to say it all again</title>
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  <description>They are failing to do what a broader public view might want them to do &lt;br /&gt;.. &lt;br /&gt;People do not want violence, people do not want to see little children &lt;br /&gt;dieing in a mosque, and people definitely do not want to see innocent &lt;br /&gt;people like berg getting there heads chopped off. The similarity between all &lt;br /&gt;of these as you might have audibly realized is that at the end of the day, &lt;br /&gt;loss of human life is not appreciated, not by me , you or the Arab world. &lt;br /&gt;You are going to attract eyes, a lot of scorching ones, if you are going to &lt;br /&gt;step into someone else&apos;s country and bomb their mosques. I&apos;m definitely not &lt;br /&gt;saying that is done even by a nominal amount of cruel intention, but it still &lt;br /&gt;happened, and that&apos;s how its going to go down as. Its violence which is &lt;br /&gt;being preached as the American view. Its a war lost when human lives, &lt;br /&gt;innocent civilian lives get serviced for no reason, not political view.&lt;br /&gt;If you&apos;d like a rough cipher around 20+ Iraqi prisoners have died in US &lt;br /&gt;captivity. Now I could say that this is worse than killing berg , which &lt;br /&gt;, as a person he of course accounts for only one human life. But not true. &lt;br /&gt;Human life cannot be equated in sheer numbers, or even estimates. Its a life &lt;br /&gt;gone forever and that&apos;s that. It was REVENGE augmentated through the minds of &lt;br /&gt;people, even if it was a wrong philosophy.&lt;br /&gt;You cannot compare the Hitler situation with this. The times were &lt;br /&gt;different.There are far greater number of critics of American policy today than &lt;br /&gt;there ever were. This is a war of the coalition if so to speak, involving a &lt;br /&gt;handful of countries. Hitler was up against a fight with the might of &lt;br /&gt;the allies which had more than 25 countries and troops from than 60 nations &lt;br /&gt;involved in favour of them. It was of course a world war. This is not. &lt;br /&gt;Most of the Arab world did not appreciate the Iraq war , nor does it &lt;br /&gt;appreciate the occupation of it after the war. Most of the countries back then , &lt;br /&gt;would give up anything to see Hitler crestfallen.&lt;br /&gt;Treating force with force is never a good option. To bridge my views &lt;br /&gt;across to you, I shall take up an history lesson which I don&apos;t think America &lt;br /&gt;learnt too well. Vietnam. More than 2 million Americans took part in the &lt;br /&gt;Vietnam war, one percent of the population. This war forced the Vietnamese to &lt;br /&gt;sign a peace treaty in January 1973 BUT the US forces were no longer available &lt;br /&gt;in 1975 when North Vietnam launched a successful invasion of the South. &lt;br /&gt;Would you say this was a waste of countless soldiers, American ones,who died &lt;br /&gt;in the process ? Think about it.&lt;br /&gt;Afghanistan, Gulf War and Somalia spring up a similar Tale&lt;br /&gt;May be the American Intention in Iraq is right . But not the way its &lt;br /&gt;gone about delivering it. Your saying that killing of people against sad dam &lt;br /&gt;is definitely equally violent ? Well I say it sure is. Its human life &lt;br /&gt;lost. Its a family destroyed.&lt;br /&gt;But now I&apos;d like you to tell me, how are the coalition soldiers or &lt;br /&gt;policies helping people is Iraq right now? People are still dieing. A fleet of &lt;br /&gt;innumerable CIA agents have got a lot of intelligence wrong and wrong &lt;br /&gt;places have been bombed ( 34 times, the last time I read on BBC ) . Tell me &lt;br /&gt;how the situation has changed. Don&apos;t you feel that killing a handful of jehadis &lt;br /&gt;is going to spring up more than just a handful more ? Pockets have &lt;br /&gt;resistance have never decreased since sad dam was captured. People still continue &lt;br /&gt;to die, wherever there is war. And it is always going to be that. War is a &lt;br /&gt;curse. Violence is a curse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whose right when people under sad dam and the coalition continue to be &lt;br /&gt;murdered ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;History always has a lesson to be learnt from it. Do not repeat your &lt;br /&gt;mistakes. That&apos;s what it is for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everywhere the war started, it was left incomplete. People were left to &lt;br /&gt;die and civilians suffered still, because of largely a coercive view.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whets the probability of the jehadi resistance halting completely after &lt;br /&gt;the American occupation ends. None. If there has to be another Saddam there &lt;br /&gt;will be. The key here lies in winning peoples hearts my friend. Not their &lt;br /&gt;lands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes you cannot kill a resistance, you can only change it. Its &lt;br /&gt;hatred that we have to breach not peoples lives. This is what the politicians &lt;br /&gt;have to learn, and we as people should know.</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 19 Jul 2004 10:56:13 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>helloooooooooo world...</title>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;helllooooooo worlddddd.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;my first entry............&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;yay!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;more later once i figure it all out!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;ta-da.&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <lj:music>Californication RHCP</lj:music>
  <media:title type="plain">Californication RHCP</media:title>
  <lj:mood>spaced</lj:mood>
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