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Who is this creature John c c.?
Empathy seems to be a reminder to ME that "YES YOUR HUMAN DEAL WITH IT", its your hijinks your plan that you manufactured before incarnating (you have to remember the PLAN IDIOT) I get it. Still, the proceedural manual (3 ring D binder) didnt come with the birth process, (cigarettes and empty beer bottles) so I have to as you do reinvent the 'wheel'. I have to understand my purpose before incarnating and then after incarnating execute my DIABOLICAL PLAN for changing the worlds perception of A GOD, A GOD ASPECT, YOU. Im not sure I put enough on my plate (any ideas for desert?)
Ya, the birth process fairly mirrors the dimension entered...blood 'n guts, cursing and pressure...s'wat you get with materiality...eve burdened with the pain of childbirth (on a material plane)...of course it didn't have to be that way, but, wadaya do? It is what it is...and progress means doing it different, better, faster, so human has time to ponder the more zoomed-out aspects of that progress, the more 'philosophical' questions...keep to the plan VHB, I'm sure you have the aces up your shift sleeve...I have faith in human (although exasperated), if anything we are pliable beyond belief.
The OP is a fair question, but I have a friend who learnt classical piano into her late 30's. Her listening diet consists wholly of Rolling Stones, yet she has no capacity to improvise blues - despite knowing all scales and exercises back-to-front. She has no concept of free form, cannot relate to P.Glass, has narrowed her experience to hard and disciplined classical (which she is very, very proficient in)...this would seem a conundrum...she has all the 'tools' at her disposal, but can only use them in one fashion...where have I seen this before?
For dessert you will be held aloft by 4 burly samoans (in your employ) who will transport you in your personal buggy, to a melted chocolate fountain (not the fountain, the chocolate!). Marshmallows on pure gold skewers will be dipped in the fountain and offered to you...your shi-tsu will clean the chocolate drips...enjoy...
J.C.Clarke...mid-post punk poet, writer, singer who penned the word I lifted...expelair - exhale, breathe...concentration, comprehension expression are forced through that sieve...and come out in bumpy spaghetti-like strings that are real rough round the edges, half spaghetti, half gnocchi...don't know what kinda spelt pasta I am, cos if I was a gnocchi, I wouldn't be long and stringy...and if I was a spaghetti, I'd be smooth and regular...there's no solving this conundrum!...and yet it would seem to be an easier one to resolve than the old do-good, do-evil debate...OP like many of the posed OPs rely on acceptance of and adherance to a mindset that will not allow them to view the condoes further down the mountain, near the beach...you can describe it to them, but, unless they 'come down a bit' off the mountain...they never get any closer to see it from another angel...(Was that a Freudian slip?)...ya, if you think you can't 'help' being evil, you gotta question your motives...