How to begin? Where to look?

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Oh dear, we have a problem Houston. Lol...
Tetra? I am very very aware you are a woman. I would think we have established that fact through pms if anything. I was actually just saying what I said because I find it pretty wonderful and refreshing that we have gotten as many pages as we have into this thread and we have been left alone basically. It seems pretty obvious to me it has been women for the most part carrying it along. At least that is my sense. GOOD FOR US!

I think "Underdog" could just probably be one of those things that would fall under semantics if you were talking about it. To "notice" something that might need help falls on the individual to either act upon or not.

I suppose the whole point of my previous reply was to say I dont feel like I have been divided or conquered because I offer a helping hand sometimes with or without my conscience thought about it.

I must admit, I am rather curious as to how other members read it..... but please know I wasnt trying to attack you in any kind of way.

onehuman
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Oh dear, we have a problem Houston. Lol...
Tetra? I am very very aware you are a woman. I would think we have established that fact through pms if anything. I was actually just saying what I said because I find it pretty wonderful and refreshing that we have gotten as many pages as we have into this thread and we have been left alone basically. It seems pretty obvious to me it has been women for the most part carrying it along. At least that is my sense. GOOD FOR US!

I think "Underdog" could just probably be one of those things that would fall under semantics if you were talking about it. To "notice" something that might need help falls on the individual to either act upon or not.

I suppose the whole point of my previous reply was to say I dont feel like I have been divided or conquered because I offer a helping hand sometimes with or without my conscience thought about it.

I must admit, I am rather curious as to how other members read it..... but please know I wasnt trying to attack you in any kind of way.

Oh well, then, if I'm mistaken in interpretation, then so be it, and apologize for any misinterpretation, though I think one way or another, Houston, probably has little to do with this mission control issue, hereabouts. I am not one who needs the affirmation or denigration of others, myself. So I won't wait for that.

As I replied to JacyGirl, you will notice, for the rest of your post, I entirely agree with you, and have acted in that way myself, no matter what, regardless of those lying to me, being duplicitous or otherwise. For this says more about your character in my belief system, than trying to ascertain where the other person is coming from....that you act out of authenticity to yourself, regardless of how that might sacrifice you if they aren't being honest or true in what they say......

So, I agree with you, there. It just struck me, in your last reply, you didn't understand what I meant as a social meme of what the "underdog" label and how it is cast and perceived, is used for.....
Sincerely, and respectfully,
Tetra

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Well, arent we going back and forth! I mean that in a good way and hope you take it as such.

I can totally understand what you may mean by the underdog if you are putting in the context of for example Syria. They used chemical weapons against the children "underdogs," we must go in and bomb them to save them. There I can see the divide and conquer coming into play. That as you said should be obvious. I was just coming from my own personal little world which I reside in.

reply to post by tetra50


Well, are we going back and forth! I mean that in a good way and hope you take it as such.

I can totally understand what you may mean by the underdog if you are putting in the context of for example Syria. They used chemical weapons against the children "underdogs," we must go in and bomb them to save them. There I can see the divide and conquer coming into play. That as you said should be obvious. I was just coming from my own personal little world which I reside in.

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Yes, I meant it, really,as more of a social meme vis a vis "the underdog." Though you can extrapolate it in politics, and then narrow it down, symbollically through media to a more personality quandary.....

Nevertheless, I wish no toe to toe here...with you or anyone. But your response to me seemed quite personally applicable when I stated what I did about the "social meme of the underdog," and how it can be used personally, and otherwise, to divide and conquer so that we judge who is an underdog, and who is.....welll, something else.

Perhaps, before we go further, we should really define what, exactly, the underdog is. My take on that is, one who has less than someone else at their disposal, so to speak, than someone else, to fight the same battle; therefore, making the battle unmatched as to skills, whether naturally or otherwise handicapped. And ergo, the sympathy with that "underdog," as we all seem to perceive we are living under certain controls that make us underdogs, against the so called PTB= powers that be.....

Really, we are getting into thread drift, here. So, I will limit my reply, for this is a very deep subject, indeed. Have you read, for instance, Atlas Shrugged, or The Fountainhead, by Ayn Rand. I'm not a libertarian, really, but there is an interesting take there on "the underdog" principal and how it used in democracy to "level" the playing field....and what this may do to the progress or dumbing down, or dividing society at large.....this is what I was speaking from.
Tetra

Malraux? I was told to post, (hmmm that sounds odd), but dont know how else to describe it, a piece of my art work. I guess it is suppose to help you remember about the shovel and rake? Anyhow, here it is:



I was just about to post this when I heard to do this one below as well. Seems it might be a bell ringer for someone else that has been following this thread. lol Night Star, may even know where this was taken to give me the basis of creating the piece. Not saying it is her trigger though...

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Ok. I just got the worst headache looking at the corn. Don't know why and don't remember anything. I'll let that one stew for a bit because it's, unfortunately, a familiar feeling.

As for the women here: we are awesome. "Out of the box" minded women are an odd breed, at least that's been in my experience. I didn't realize when I started this thread that anyone would even read it...I expected a few diagnosing my mental health...and I was prepared to either defend myself or just let it go.

It didn't turn out that way and I couldn't be happier. Maybe it's not a man/woman thing but whatever it is, I feel good about it. My u2u isn't working for whatever reason...I am visiting relatives now and on an iPad, and my ipad doesn't love this new setup. But I'm very excited to get to know more about everyone.

And for the record, we are one of the good ones. I got to thinking about that and my life has been service of one kind or another. Maybe someone does or someone doesn't like us. Who knows?

Before I go, and not to offend anyone, have you all noticed how well spoken everyone is? Very few typos, coherent thoughts and we utilize great thought processes...I'm even learning a lot- that was to you tetra!

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Onehuman that bottom pic-(for dear Jacygirl,who I also have sensed since being on this site,is one of The sweetest,kindest people)
That pic could be my front garden.except for the tree at the back,there would be another tree,but growing in a horizontal position,after being blown over in a fierce storm the night before Fukushima) but all in all-that is my front lawn at dawn or sunset.
Its not a trigger,but it is amazing to me,to see how close it comes

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I forgot to tell you how magnificent your artwork is! I have never been talented like that..

I love many different aspects about history. When I was young, I couldn't understand my friends' complete hatred of history class. There's a lot of time periods that I find interesting and what amazes me is how similar time lines really are. The players change and technology changes but the human aspect remains constant. One particular interest of mine lies in combat procedurals of different war generals. Not usually a feminine pursuit but, somehow, it makes a lot of sense to me. I grew up wanting to be an Alexander or Hamilcar Barca.... Without all the pillaging of nations and without the famous son! Lol

Is that strange? From childhood I knew I wanted to be in the military and I took my career seriously. Of course, my children came first and I decided a two parent military household wasn't what was best for my kids.

Have any of you been drawn to certain things? Onehuman's artwork is for sure an inborn talent. Though I'm not sure it's a supernatural thing, I feel that I can sense being someone other than myself...there went my mother turning over in her grave before she even died! That's something else I feel strangely attracted to: where were we before we were here?

Sounds like a tetra thing to me!

Hello everyone!
Geez, where to start today?
First I would like to send a big *hug* and thank you to both Tetra and Raxoxane...for the lovely compliments that actually made me cry!

Re headaches...I always wake up with one. I often get the worst migraines, severe pain and vomiting...they put me down for days. (They make me feel like the victim in a "Saw" movie....almost like I'm being tortured.)

Note to onehuman, your artwork is stunning! I used to draw and paint (a little)...but mostly I love to write. So far, this thread has shown me a group of exceptional women that I REALLY wish I knew in 'real life'.

My life has been full of trauma, drama and abuse. For the last three years, I secluded myself to try to heal and deal with things that I don't have the ability to change. During this time, I decided that I have to be the person that I am...or really, the person that I have always chosen to be.

I also just want to touch on what I mean by 'underdogs'. When I was really young, in school, there was always one kid that got picked on. One girl (poor family, poor hygiene, etc.) was always called "Cootie Girl". (Cooties back then was an insult). I befriended her, because I wanted her to know that she had at least ONE friend in that hostile environment. Later, around grade 7-8 it was a boy that everyone called "Fem-boy". I befriended him also...in fact we even went out to movies a couple of times...and I got gum thrown in my hair for hanging out with him. To me, 'underdog' was someone that others picked on. The person that really needed someone to be on their side.

I'm so glad that Malraux started this thread, and shared personal stories that have created this conversation. I believe that between us, we could keep this going for a while (lol).
Love and respect,
jacygirl

Ok, I just had one of onehuman's moments where something told me to write this down.

Maybe this thread is much more than about weird experiences. Maybe this thread is about us, a group of strangers whose lives have been awakened and are meant to speak. After all, I would never have been able to hear such wonderful compassion about things that have bothered me for years.

What if we were all good guys!?. We obviously see ourselves as such....maybe I never identified before but I guess I'm good, too. What if we dedicated this thread to not only expressing things that we never felt comfortable with or because we didn't have an understanding ear but to changing reality around us? Whether it is to help someone with their groceries or buying the car behind us in the drive thru their Starbucks?

Now, I'm sure that we all hate to be considered bragging but this is the medium for showing action. We're basically anonymous but we anonymous can be so much more. It would make me feel better to know that all of our words have impacted the world, no matter the quantity.

Let me hear your ideas; I'm certain there's much more to what I'm trying to say but I'm not all the way there.

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Hi Malraux,
Yes...I couldn't agree more! I believe that we ARE 'the good ones'...and I also believe that putting out positive energy is more helpful than we realize. Random acts of kindness are a personal favourite of mine lol, paying it forward at the coffee shop drive-thru, etc.
You just never know how much of an effect you can have on other people. A snarly nasty remark can be the straw that breaks someone completely; a smile and friendly gesture can renew someone's hope in humanity....and themselves.
I can find 'common ground' with anyone. Something that we have in common...a shared experience, or even just a like or dislike. I always look for that common ground...it helps to make another person feel accepted and even validated.
If I hear a siren (ambulance, etc.) I will offer up a little 'prayer'?....just asking that whoever is involved doesn't suffer. I never know if I'm helping in any way, but to me....it doesn't hurt.
No, I'm not perfect or a saint...but I CHOOSE my behaviour when interacting with people/animals...and I choose to do no harm.
jacygirl

jacygirl
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Hi Malraux,
Yes...I couldn't agree more! I believe that we ARE 'the good ones'...and I also believe that putting out positive energy is more helpful than we realize.
jacygirl

Okay, seriously....I should have just stopped there, lol. Kind of got a little kumbaya-blah-blah-blah...sorry!
Anybody want to get back to the 'weirdness' stories? I've been enjoying reading other people's experiences.
jacygirl

I feel like jacygirl, lol where to start?!

First let me say thank you for the compliments on my art, though I really only posted them because I felt the nudge to do so. I find it curious that the c corn caused you a instant headache. I wonder what the connection is there? Im guessing corn wasnt a crop in the mountains? lol Maybe you watched "Children of the Corn" a little to young? For that matter I was wondering if the movie "The Birds scared you as well?

As far as history goes, I have always been very drawn too WW2 and the Civil war. I feel like I was very much a part of them somehow. Never had much of a feel for older history or nothing that really struck me like those two. I did test for the navy when I was younger and I must have scored very high because they wanted me bad. They wanted me to be a spook. lol When I asked what that was, they said for like decoding and such. I laughed at them because I could hardly do the jumble in the paper and they wanted me to decode things to save the world??? Nahhhhh I passed. I must admit that later down the road I was kind of bummed I passed on that because I had always wanted to be James Bond!!!

I like your idea of the pay it forward, but it is something I think all of us here all ready seem to do naturally. We could share our stories though if something were to happen through our day, that would be nice.

You made me smile jacygirl, as far as Im concerned, there are never too many kumbaya moments! The world could use a lot more. Besides what better place than this thread anyway? We seem to be bouncing around a bit and if it doesnt bother Malraux, I am surely content with it.

I will be interested to see what tetra says about where we were before here...

I dont know if you ladies are interested or not, but since we are getting to know each other a little bit, I thought I would share something of mine. I am a firm believer you can tell a lot about a person by the music or art that they like. You have all ready seen a couple pieces of my art, so I thought I would share with you a song I wrote when I was 12. Perhaps you will get a little better feel of my soul when and if you listen too it.

Lol, something to do while we wait for more great memories to be shared from Malraux!

The link will take you to the song and it should play automatically. If it doesnt, just click the little orange play button.

Enjoy... MY SONG

Dont panic, it is pretty mellow!

I just thought it would be nice to hear good news sometimes....

Ok, here's another experience from me that may or may not have anything to do with the oddness that has seemed to shadow me throughout my life.

When I was 17, I was in a car accident. Not just a fender bender but an wreck that sent the car plummeting over 200 feet down from a mountain ridge, only to be caught by a tree.

It was Friday night and my best friend and I were going to pick up another friend who lived up a very steep ridge. It was lightly raining and Lucy, my friend who was driving, was unfamiliar with the road. There were a lot of sharp turns and there was gravel splayed out all over the road. Additionally, it was late fall and it was very dark. We drove up to where we thought our friend lived but didn't see it. We had decided to drive down to our other friend's home so we could call...oh, cell phones! About halfway back down the mountain, I remember getting a premonition, I somehow knew we were going to have an accident and even told Lucy who just nervously scoffed but she slowed down some...she was driving the speed limit but with the dark, the rain, and the lack of familiarity with the turns, maybe it wasn't so much a premonition as a deductive reason.

Anyway, not 2 min after I knew we were going to wreck, Lucy missed a turn. I remember we both screamed and I felt myself begin to lose consciousness as the car tumbled and rolled down the mountain.

I'm not sure how long I was unconscious, maybe minutes, maybe seconds...time was different and everything seemed to take place underwater. But I woke up in the rear and to the side of the 4 door Subaru. Lucy was still buckled in the driver's seat and she was unconscious; I couldn't hear her breathe and I really freaked out. I tried to get closer to Lucy but realized a tree had threaded the car, entering through the passenger side window and exiting the rear of the car. We were hanging, if you can believe that, and only slightly stable as every move I made made the car sway.

After a minute of yelling and crying, I was so happy to hear Lucy moan. She was really confused and was acting strange like trying to turn the ignition and trying to open the door. After a few more minutes, somehow we both calmed down enough to discuss getting out of the car and decided that we would try to climb out the rear and off the tree onto the mountainside....what option did we have? The car wasn't very stable in that tree and there were still over a hundred feet down to the bottom.

If you can imagine two teenage girls, covered in blood, wet, and scared to death trying to save their own lives, it probably looked mortifying. We alternated between trying to do it slowly and rushing to get out of the car. It took us about 30 min, but somehow we made it out of the car and onto the hill. I remember it was very slippery and hard to get a handhold...we were injured but didn't realize how bad at the time. We grabbed onto vines and roots and whatever else we could to pull ourselves up. We only stopped to rest a couple of times but our adrenaline was starting to slow down and I almost passed out again before we made it to the top.

Finally, we reached the top. It was an isolated area and no one would have noticed the car over the hill on the right side of the ridge. We made a deal to just keep walking to our other friend's home and there we would call for help. About 5 min later, we saw lights and Lucy, still not quite clear headed, started screaming and jumped in the middle of the road. They almost hit her! And they were shocked at seeing two girls covered in blood and rain in the dark...imagine two Carries....but the three men jumped out and gave us their jackets and took us to the hospital...we were more miles away from our destination than we thought.

At the hospital, we contacted our parents and were taken into emergency pretty quickly. I had 7 broken bones, including both of my wrists, my left arm, my collar bone, my right ankle, 2 ribs. Lucy had a pretty severe head injury, including a concussion, a broken cheek bone, dislocated collar bone, and an eye injury. We were kept in the hospital for nearly a week, with Lucy ending up with surgery on her cheek and eye.

So....it was pretty severe. The car was totaled and, sometime after we got out, it had fallen out of the tree and had smashed into rocks on the bottom. Though we both survived without tremendous injury, there were some things that happened that day that foreshadowed a lot.

First, the passenger seatbelt wasn't working. That morning, Lucy had jokingly remarked that she hoped we wouldn't be in an accident or I was a goner. I always wore my seatbelt and was a bit weirded out by not having it on. During the accident, the tree had crashed through the passenger side and I was thrown backwards, otherwise I would have been impaled. I couldn't have been luckier than to have the seatbelt malfunction that day.

Secondly, we had been cruising around downtown before we drove up to get our friend and talked to another fiend who said he had been held up on the bridge because of an accident. He warned us to be careful. On the way to the turnoff that would take us up the ridge, there was a car sideways in the road. It was blocking the road and the two girls..who I didn't know...said they were waiting on a tow truck. We decided not to wait, so we took another turn up the road a bit that was steeper and less familiar.

Probably not paranormal but a definite emotional time in my life. I would love to get your feedback and hear if anything like that has ever happened to you before.

onehuman
I dont know if you ladies are interested or not, but since we are getting to know each other a little bit, I thought I would share something of mine. I am a firm believer you can tell a lot about a person by the music or art that they like. You have all ready seen a couple pieces of my art, so I thought I would share with you a song I wrote when I was 12. Perhaps you will get a little better feel of my soul when and if you listen too it.

Lol, something to do while we wait for more great memories to be shared from Malraux!

The link will take you to the song and it should play automatically. If it doesnt, just click the little orange play button.

Enjoy... MY SONG

Dont panic, it is pretty mellow!

Listening to your song now. It is beautiful. You are a very talented artist.

Have you read "The afterlife of Billy Fingers" ? This song reminded me of what Billy said the universe sounded like. The actual song was Sibelius' Swan of Touonela, and I listen to it every morning and imagine the universe. This song will now be on my morning list, as well. I'm sure there's a bit of the universe there, too!

Thank you Malraux, I went and looked for the song you mentioned and was very happy to find it. My wife teases me and calls me a closet classical listener, as I always listen to it in the car! Here is the video for the song you liked in case others would like to hear it:


That was some accident you got into. I think I would be a very firm believer in guardian angels if I were you. Very very lucky you were. You are definitely being watched over as far as Im concerned.

Like I mentioned before, I have been in accidents that people were very surprised I walked away from, but nothing like yours. Im guessing that is something that you have never forgotten like some of your other things yes?

You ever figure out why the corn disturbed you?

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Hey onehuman:

I will be interested to see what tetra says about where we were before here...

In what context, the thread, or the world or what?
I have no special answers to anything. But the thread is a very good one, throughout. And your art is truly beautiful.....

Tetra50

I agree that Onehuman is a very talented lady!!!

On weird experiences....Does anyone here have any pre-birth memories? I know it sounds rather out there and anyone who doubts, I can understand. I have had this memory with me my entire life. It wasn't a dream as we all know the difference between dreams and memories, no matter how real a dream may be.

I remember being somewhere in spirit form I guess, don't know how else to describe it. I'll say we were in another dimension. There was a small group of us and one who seemed to be a leader of sorts, not God, just someone in a higher position. We were gathered together and called forward one by one.

When I was called forth I was asked to go somewhere where the people were very confused in their thoughts and beliefs and something about how their thinking was all wrong and I guess how bad and screwed up it was there. The being was asking us to essentially 'help' somehow. It was somehow understood that this was ultimately what 'God', or a Higher Power, or whatever you call the creator, was asking us to do. Forgive me for not being more articulate. I wish the memory was much clearer and that I could remember more.

This being told me that if I decided to go that it would be the most difficult thing I had ever done and that if I decided to go, there would be no turning back. I'm assuming that meant that I would have to stay in this physical form until it expired.

At first I hesitated but then I thought, well if this being and God had the confidence in me to do this then I must be capable. I kind of thought it was a challenge and was up for an adventure and said yes.

I have to tell you that I have since met others with similar or almost identical experiences and most of us have regretted coming here, have always been confused about exactly what it as we should be doing and remain so.

The only thing I can think of is all the individuals I have helped in many ways through the years, even a couple of suicididal people. I have often heard how I had tremendously helped or inspired a person without ever even realizing it. But...is that enough? Is it the pure simplicity of love and compassion and empathy that speaks volumes, that can profoundly change one's life for the better? Is it like a healing balm on a wounded soul? Is it the simplicity of spreading light and love in a fast paced, chaotic and confusing world? For me and others who have had these pre-birth memories, we may never know.