Correlations

Do you suppose there is a correlation between how much pain a person can take, or likes, in sex, and how much pain that same person can take, or even likes, emotionally? I do.

I have many other questions that some love or sex researcher should incorporate into their next research project, but not with me now. I shall list them here shortly.

Blimpy Airplanes

Airplane crashes are disasterously catastrophic. So let's prevent them by building a blimp-like no-fail mechanism in all airplanes. When the plane is going down, the pilot presses the button and a blow up exterior encompasses the aircraft. When it lands, it bounces.
There you go.

The Dead

When I was in my early twenties, I dreamt of a bony old man who shared my attic bedroom, and raped me during the night. I was carrying an unwanted pregnancy at the time, and i knew his intention was to be reborn in that child. I was on the fence about what I should do about my problem, and the fear that my dream wasn't just a dream helped me make up my mind.

Later, my friend Ray, who was considerate and loving, took over that same attic bedroom and put his bed right where I was told the ghost in the attic's energy was sourcing (ask me about that identification later). Basically, he went crazy. Last I heard, he had beat up his girlfriend a few times before she left him.

Do the dead have the choice to incorporate themselves into the living? Since Jolie's energy started sapping away, I've felt more and more of her in me. I make her faces; I do things she did without thinking. Or maybe I just notice them more. But it feels like more than that.

Another friend speculated last night that the incorporation of our ancestors in us might have an affect on our physical appearance. My other sister apparently looks just like our paternal grandmother, who died before any of us were born. Does she carry this woman with her, in her? How many lives do you carry within you?

Oh and when we dream, I think we're just going into the realm of heaven or hell, that it's really a death occurring. I mean, people with sleep apnea want to give in and die every night, and that makes sense. We're just remembering where we were before, and where we'll go after. It's nice when it's mostly heaven, isn't it?

I guess I could smoothly segue into the many lives theory at this point. Off to that entry!

Autism

A friend of mine told me today that there may be something wrong with his beautiful little curly-headed nephew. I guessed autism, and was right. I've heard outrageous statistics on the percentage of children who are autistic these days. Here's a few:

In California, one child is diagnosed with autism every three hours, 24 hours a day, seven days a week.**
1 in 250 births*
Autism increase in growth during the 1990s: 172%*

This friend speculated that the amount of shit we've put into our bodies since the dawn of processed foods is now taking its toll on our prodigy.
I think he's on to something.

*ASA Autism Society
**www.autisminfo.com

Original Sin

To all you christians: Sex wasn't the "original sin."

As the story goes, when adam and eve were ashamed of what they did, and thought of it as dirty, there was the sin. Not the moment of love and sharing, but the doubt afterwards.

Why are we all so damn literal?

Self Confidence

I need more self confidence, right? But not too much, because then I'm living in my own world, don't you think? And that either makes you the fool, or shuts others out. Unless you're rich or famous, or even infamous. Then I guess it's ok, even expected. But I don't know. What do you think?

Americans LOVE self confidence combined with delusion. It is the stuff of rock stars and politicians; why we prescribe for shyness; the reason we embrace adults who attempt to remain children; why we reprimand ourselves when we notice that we're not showing "pride". It is why Rush Limbaugh, George Bush, Dr. Laura, and the latest teen rock face are popular, though they are all idiots. It is why we are on the fence about Tom Cruise, religion, and drag queens: because they make us doubt. It is why you hate Michael Moore and Hillary Clinton.

But what about self confidence born of trust: trust that whatever happens or whatever anyone says about you, it will be ok? This might be a self confidence that is not one of delusion, but one of ignorance. It is the reason we idolize childhood, and mourn its loss. But we have seen it in adult form in people we call profits, such as jesus and the buddha. So we strive to be like them, to remind ourselves of what is good. But what if all that it took was trust?

Adolescence = Depression

A Theory:
Is adolescence just depression brought on by lack of endorphins, which can be put off indefinitely by other natural means, such as a sufficient amount of physical exercise combined with intellectual stimulus?

Are dancers and others who extend their childhoods and put off adolescence by consuming their excess energies in extensive physical activity doomed to hit adolescence at a later stage? And those who don't distract themselves by purging their excess fumes in sport: are they doomed to adolescence at the "proper" time? Can the ups and down of adolescence, which is very much like depression, be avoided by physical activity? Do we need to run off that steam to think clearly?