Discussion:
If I defend myself I am attacked (long but fun)
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Stephen Calder
2004-05-09 11:35:35 UTC
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If I defend myself, I am attacked (135).

Okay, here’s a real life story that will illustrate some points about
attack and defence. I was riding my motorcycle on the freeway this
afternoon. Riding conditions were good, the weather was warm and fine, a
sunny day, not too much wind. Perfect.

Coming back from the Lennox Head arts, crafts and produce market I was
heading toward the crest of a hill near home, a very familiar one, with
a road entering from the left (remember that left and right are
transposed on Australian roads compared to US ones). Annie was riding
pillion behind me, and I was taking it easy, sticking to the 100 kph
speed limit and taking corners gently. As we neared the crest a man in a
classic yellow convertible, it may have been an MG, but a beautiful car,
pulled out from the left into the single lane in front of me, forcing me
to brake reasonably heavily in order to avoid colliding with him. Like
me, he was riding in the elements, top down, the wind a palpable force,
unlike most car drivers. He pulled away slowly in the single lane, and
following until the road widened to double lanes, I pulled up beside him
at about 80 kph, opened up my visor and yelled at him as loudly as I
could gather breath to throw, “fucking dickhead!”

I can tell you I greatly enjoyed yelling that at him, and was grinning
to myself as I quickly pulled away from him. At the very moment I
shouted, he waved at me. His expression was calm.

That’s it, end of story.


………………………………………………………..



Did you notice there was no judgement made of the behaviour of either
person in the telling of the story? It’s just the facts, objective
facts, facts that anyone who had been there and observed the situation
could verify. No mention of feelings until the very last line and what
is the feeling? Joy! Wow. Was I loving myself and that other man at the
time of the incident? Oh yes. Anything else I could say about it would
have to be either an attack on the other guy or a defence of myself, and
both are completely unnecessary.

Nothing I see means anything.

If I defend myself I am attacked.

My attack thoughts are attacking my invulnerability.

I can escape from the world I see by giving up attack thoughts.

Nothing I see means anything.

As I write this I’m listening to a CD of some of the early jazz greats –
Coleman Hawkins, Count Basie, Gene Krupa, Bix Biederbecke. Is there any
way to express the feeling I get when I hear good music like that? Only
if you’ve had that experience too. It doesn’t matter what kind of music.
Any music you love to hear, that makes your foot tap, and makes you want
to get up and dance, will do. Just tell me you’ve been there, and say
something about what it was like, the feeling in the body that makes it
imperative to move, the can’t-keep-still, love that rhythm, gotta dance,
gimme more. What a melody, what amazing rapport the musicians display,
what incredibly sweet and ingenious improvisations they invent! See what
I mean? The words will mean nothing to anyone who has not had that
experience. But when you have it the words will make sense. If you have
been at a dance and the music just by itself, incredibly good and
hypnotically moving, made it impossible to stay off the dance floor,
you’ve had it. I imagine it has happened to most people, but to those
whom who it has not, a treat is in store.

As I was writing this, just now, Annie came in and said this music is so
romantic, so of course I stood up, went to the door, took her hand, and
we danced. The name of the tune we danced to? “I’ll Never Be the Same”.
Now that’s synchronicity. I’ll never be the same as I was before I had
the experience of complete forgiveness that I had in a room with an
awakened mind on an afternoon in November 1996, over seven years ago.
Since then I have sought and found peace, and sometimes lost it again
for up to months on end, but always regained it. That initial experience
was one of being lifted up, of having advanced in a giant leap
spiritually through nothing I did. I did nothing to deserve it, but I
deserved it anyway, and I was to discover, it is my birthright.

What I learned is that my mind has habits of fear and guilt arising from
a mistake about my relationship with God that led, somehow, to a false
assumption of separation, and a fragmenting of myself so that I appear
to myself to be many instead of one. Learning that this false
assumption’s consequence was a fearful physical world, I set out to
change my assumptions. In doing so, I had to change my habits, because
the old habit of fear was still there, and I still believed in a past.
Changing the habits of a lifetime, perhaps many lifetimes, doesn’t
always, or even usually, happen overnight. The workbook of the Course in
Miracles is the only fast, effective way I know of to achieve it,
although it doesn’t seem to work as quickly for everyone as it does for
some. For others it doesn’t seem to work at all. Or doesn’t seem to have
worked yet.

I am never upset for the reason I think.

I am upset because I see meaningless world.

A meaningless world engenders fear.

God did not create a meaningless world.

Man, Bix Biederbecke swings. And now Hoagy Carmichael himself is
singing the great song he wrote, one of the most beautiful songs of all
time, Georgia On My Mind. How wonderful to be able to hear this so many
decades after he left us!

Yes, I can see love in being insulted. If the positions were reversed
would I understand? Yes.

These thoughts do not mean anything. The thoughts of which I am aware do
not mean anything because I am trying to think without God. What I call
“my” thoughts are not my real thoughts. My real thoughts are the
thoughts I think with God.

The early lessons are very useful to apply to any thought that may
contain an element of unforgiveness, resentment, hurt, or negativity of
any kind. All these things are injurious not only to peace of mind but
ultimately to my health. Sometimes my grievances will show up in my
body, reminding me that when I attack I can only be attacking myself.

Sickness is a defence against the truth.

All right, getting as honest as I can, I can see the possibility that
what I yelled to that guy might be interpreted as attack.

Uh oh. I’m already in trouble. If I see a possibility of attack I must
be fearful of attack. Who could be attacked, and who could be the attacker?

I am upset because I see what is not there. So fundamental and yet so
quickly forgotten when upset is there and seemingly will not dislodge,
even though I may realise that I chose it, at least at some level of
consciousness. The Course in Miracles brings about a shift at levels of
consciousness of which we are unaware, enabling thoughts of love, peace
and happiness to bubble to the surface whenever the serenity of the lake
of peace is disturbed. Old habits gradually dissolve, to be replaced by
a habit of returning to peace whenever it is noticed that there is
not-peace.

The trick is to notice, and choose again.

The early lessons of the Course are tools, not be used just once and
then discarded, but, like the polishing cloth and the dishwashing
liquid, constantly employed toward the goal of having uninterrupted
peace, the ability to calmly observe circumstances and events without
concern. A wonderful thing to experience, very satisfying and – dare I
say it -- addictive. I use that word in a good sense in this case,
because being addicted to happiness is like being addicted to laughter.
There’s a plentiful supply, and it’s good for you, with no negative side
effects.

I can be hurt by nothing but my thoughts.

My thoughts are images I have made. Whatever I see reflects my thoughts.

I am not alone in experiencing the effects of my seeing. As my thoughts
of separation call to the separation thoughts of others, so my real
thoughts awaken the real thoughts in them. And the world my real
thoughts show me will dawn on their sight as well as mine.

An amazing statement, but one I have discovered is absolutely true.

Wondering whether denial had reared its ugly head (oops, too late
already) I asked Annie whether she had been scared when I yelled at the
guy. She said yes, she had been, and told me some of the thoughts that
went through her mind, such as, he might retaliate. And I told her some
of the thoughts I had, such as, he’s driving dangerously.

It’s important to release thoughts like these as soon as possible.

I have no neutral thoughts. Neutral thoughts are impossible because all
thoughts have power. They either make a false world or lead me to the
real one. But thoughts cannot be without effects. As the world I see
arises from my thinking errors, so will the real world rise before my
eyes as I let my errors be corrected. My thoughts cannot be neither true
nor false. They must be one or the other. What I see shows me which they
are.

What I see shows me whether my thoughts are true or false. If I see a
fearful world in which I am being attacked or in which I must attack, my
thoughts must be false. If I see a peaceful world in which all is one in
harmony, and see the appearance of fear without allowing it to disturb
me, my thoughts are true.

Simple but not necessarily easy, which is why I urge you to do the
lessons of the Course, again and again if necessary, never stopping
until your desire for peace is fervent and fulfilled.
--
Stephen
Byron Bay, Australia
Tomaso
2004-05-09 15:20:42 UTC
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Stephen C " . . . . .He pulled away slowly in the single lane, and
following until the road widened to double lanes, I pulled up beside
him at about 80 kph, opened up my visor and yelled at him as loudly as
I could gather breath to throw, “fucking dickhead!” I can tell you I
greatly enjoyed yelling that at him, and was grinning to myself as I
quickly pulled away from him. At the very moment I shouted, he waved
at me. His expression was calm. That’s it, end of story. Did you
notice there was no judgement made of the behaviour of either
person in the telling of the story? It’s just the facts . . . . ."


~ So . . . do you consider your choice of words, i.e. "fucking
dickhead", to have been totally irrelevant to the content of your
communication to the car driver and disconnected from your emotional
state at the time? Why didn't you shout, "I love you"?



Be of Good Cheer,

Fox ;o)

http://www.angelic-visions.com
Stephen Calder
2004-05-10 00:07:32 UTC
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Post by Tomaso
Stephen C " . . . . .He pulled away slowly in the single lane, and
following until the road widened to double lanes, I pulled up beside
him at about 80 kph, opened up my visor and yelled at him as loudly as
I could gather breath to throw, “fucking dickhead!” I can tell you I
greatly enjoyed yelling that at him, and was grinning to myself as I
quickly pulled away from him. At the very moment I shouted, he waved
at me. His expression was calm. That’s it, end of story. Did you
notice there was no judgement made of the behaviour of either
person in the telling of the story? It’s just the facts . . . . ."
~ So . . . do you consider your choice of words, i.e. "fucking
dickhead", to have been totally irrelevant to the content of your
communication to the car driver and disconnected from your emotional
state at the time? Why didn't you shout, "I love you"?
I love you, Tom.
--
Stephen
Byron Bay, Australia
Nancy
2004-05-09 16:35:20 UTC
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Post by Stephen Calder
If I defend myself, I am attacked (135).
Okay, here’s a real life story that will illustrate some points
about
Post by Stephen Calder
attack and defence. I was riding my motorcycle on the freeway this
afternoon. Riding conditions were good, the weather was warm and fine, a
sunny day, not too much wind. Perfect.
Coming back from the Lennox Head arts, crafts and produce market I was
heading toward the crest of a hill near home, a very familiar one, with
a road entering from the left (remember that left and right are
transposed on Australian roads compared to US ones). Annie was
riding
Post by Stephen Calder
pillion behind me, and I was taking it easy, sticking to the 100 kph
speed limit and taking corners gently. As we neared the crest a man in a
classic yellow convertible, it may have been an MG, but a beautiful car,
pulled out from the left into the single lane in front of me,
forcing me
Post by Stephen Calder
to brake reasonably heavily in order to avoid colliding with him. Like
me, he was riding in the elements, top down, the wind a palpable force,
unlike most car drivers. He pulled away slowly in the single lane, and
following until the road widened to double lanes, I pulled up beside him
at about 80 kph, opened up my visor and yelled at him as loudly as I
could gather breath to throw, “fucking dickhead!”
I can tell you I greatly enjoyed yelling that at him, and was
grinning
Post by Stephen Calder
to myself as I quickly pulled away from him. At the very moment I
shouted, he waved at me. His expression was calm.
That’s it, end of story.
………………………………………………………..
Did you notice there was no judgement made of the behaviour of
either
Post by Stephen Calder
person in the telling of the story? It’s just the facts, objective
facts, facts that anyone who had been there and observed the
situation
Post by Stephen Calder
could verify. No mention of feelings until the very last line and what
is the feeling? Joy! Wow. Was I loving myself and that other man at the
time of the incident? Oh yes. Anything else I could say about it would
have to be either an attack on the other guy or a defence of myself, and
both are completely unnecessary.
Nothing I see means anything.
If I defend myself I am attacked.
My attack thoughts are attacking my invulnerability.
I can escape from the world I see by giving up attack thoughts.
Nothing I see means anything.
As I write this I’m listening to a CD of some of the early jazz
greats –
Post by Stephen Calder
Coleman Hawkins, Count Basie, Gene Krupa, Bix Biederbecke. Is there any
way to express the feeling I get when I hear good music like that? Only
if you’ve had that experience too. It doesn’t matter what kind of
music.
Post by Stephen Calder
Any music you love to hear, that makes your foot tap, and makes you want
to get up and dance, will do. Just tell me you’ve been there, and
say
Post by Stephen Calder
something about what it was like, the feeling in the body that makes it
imperative to move, the can’t-keep-still, love that rhythm, gotta
dance,
Post by Stephen Calder
gimme more. What a melody, what amazing rapport the musicians
display,
Post by Stephen Calder
what incredibly sweet and ingenious improvisations they invent! See what
I mean? The words will mean nothing to anyone who has not had that
experience. But when you have it the words will make sense. If you have
been at a dance and the music just by itself, incredibly good and
hypnotically moving, made it impossible to stay off the dance floor,
you’ve had it. I imagine it has happened to most people, but to
those
Post by Stephen Calder
whom who it has not, a treat is in store.
As I was writing this, just now, Annie came in and said this music is so
romantic, so of course I stood up, went to the door, took her hand, and
we danced. The name of the tune we danced to? “I’ll Never Be the
Same”.
Post by Stephen Calder
Now that’s synchronicity. I’ll never be the same as I was before I
had
Post by Stephen Calder
the experience of complete forgiveness that I had in a room with an
awakened mind on an afternoon in November 1996, over seven years ago.
Since then I have sought and found peace, and sometimes lost it again
for up to months on end, but always regained it. That initial
experience
Post by Stephen Calder
was one of being lifted up, of having advanced in a giant leap
spiritually through nothing I did. I did nothing to deserve it, but I
deserved it anyway, and I was to discover, it is my birthright.
What I learned is that my mind has habits of fear and guilt arising from
a mistake about my relationship with God that led, somehow, to a false
assumption of separation, and a fragmenting of myself so that I appear
to myself to be many instead of one. Learning that this false
assumption’s consequence was a fearful physical world, I set out to
change my assumptions. In doing so, I had to change my habits,
because
Post by Stephen Calder
the old habit of fear was still there, and I still believed in a past.
Changing the habits of a lifetime, perhaps many lifetimes, doesn’t
always, or even usually, happen overnight. The workbook of the
Course in
Post by Stephen Calder
Miracles is the only fast, effective way I know of to achieve it,
although it doesn’t seem to work as quickly for everyone as it does
for
Post by Stephen Calder
some. For others it doesn’t seem to work at all. Or doesn’t seem to
have
Post by Stephen Calder
worked yet.
I am never upset for the reason I think.
I am upset because I see meaningless world.
A meaningless world engenders fear.
God did not create a meaningless world.
Man, Bix Biederbecke swings. And now Hoagy Carmichael himself is
singing the great song he wrote, one of the most beautiful songs of all
time, Georgia On My Mind. How wonderful to be able to hear this so many
decades after he left us!
Yes, I can see love in being insulted. If the positions were
reversed
Post by Stephen Calder
would I understand? Yes.
These thoughts do not mean anything. The thoughts of which I am aware do
not mean anything because I am trying to think without God. What I call
“my” thoughts are not my real thoughts. My real thoughts are the
thoughts I think with God.
The early lessons are very useful to apply to any thought that may
contain an element of unforgiveness, resentment, hurt, or negativity of
any kind. All these things are injurious not only to peace of mind but
ultimately to my health. Sometimes my grievances will show up in my
body, reminding me that when I attack I can only be attacking
myself.
Post by Stephen Calder
Sickness is a defence against the truth.
All right, getting as honest as I can, I can see the possibility that
what I yelled to that guy might be interpreted as attack.
Uh oh. I’m already in trouble. If I see a possibility of attack I
must
Post by Stephen Calder
be fearful of attack. Who could be attacked, and who could be the attacker?
I am upset because I see what is not there. So fundamental and yet so
quickly forgotten when upset is there and seemingly will not
dislodge,
Post by Stephen Calder
even though I may realise that I chose it, at least at some level of
consciousness. The Course in Miracles brings about a shift at levels of
consciousness of which we are unaware, enabling thoughts of love, peace
and happiness to bubble to the surface whenever the serenity of the lake
of peace is disturbed. Old habits gradually dissolve, to be replaced by
a habit of returning to peace whenever it is noticed that there is
not-peace.
The trick is to notice, and choose again.
The early lessons of the Course are tools, not be used just once and
then discarded, but, like the polishing cloth and the dishwashing
liquid, constantly employed toward the goal of having uninterrupted
peace, the ability to calmly observe circumstances and events
without
Post by Stephen Calder
concern. A wonderful thing to experience, very satisfying and – dare
I
Post by Stephen Calder
say it -- addictive. I use that word in a good sense in this case,
because being addicted to happiness is like being addicted to
laughter.
Post by Stephen Calder
There’s a plentiful supply, and it’s good for you, with no negative
side
Post by Stephen Calder
effects.
I can be hurt by nothing but my thoughts.
My thoughts are images I have made. Whatever I see reflects my
thoughts.
Post by Stephen Calder
I am not alone in experiencing the effects of my seeing. As my
thoughts
Post by Stephen Calder
of separation call to the separation thoughts of others, so my real
thoughts awaken the real thoughts in them. And the world my real
thoughts show me will dawn on their sight as well as mine.
An amazing statement, but one I have discovered is absolutely true.
Wondering whether denial had reared its ugly head (oops, too late
already) I asked Annie whether she had been scared when I yelled at the
guy. She said yes, she had been, and told me some of the thoughts that
went through her mind, such as, he might retaliate. And I told her some
of the thoughts I had, such as, he’s driving dangerously.
It’s important to release thoughts like these as soon as possible.
I have no neutral thoughts. Neutral thoughts are impossible because all
thoughts have power. They either make a false world or lead me to the
real one. But thoughts cannot be without effects. As the world I see
arises from my thinking errors, so will the real world rise before my
eyes as I let my errors be corrected. My thoughts cannot be neither true
nor false. They must be one or the other. What I see shows me which they
are.
What I see shows me whether my thoughts are true or false. If I see a
fearful world in which I am being attacked or in which I must
attack, my
Post by Stephen Calder
thoughts must be false. If I see a peaceful world in which all is one in
harmony, and see the appearance of fear without allowing it to
disturb
Post by Stephen Calder
me, my thoughts are true.
Simple but not necessarily easy, which is why I urge you to do the
lessons of the Course, again and again if necessary, never stopping
until your desire for peace is fervent and fulfilled.
This is beautiful, Stephen. A true keeper. Thank you.

Love,

Nancy
Gene Ward Smith
2004-05-09 21:11:15 UTC
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Post by Nancy
This is beautiful, Stephen. A true keeper. Thank you.
Yelling "fucking dickhead!" at someone is beautiful? Have you ever heard
of road rage, Nancy?

Insanity should not be praised nor in any way supported. Get real.
Stephen Calder
2004-05-10 00:09:49 UTC
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Post by Gene Ward Smith
Post by Nancy
This is beautiful, Stephen. A true keeper. Thank you.
Yelling "fucking dickhead!" at someone is beautiful? Have you ever heard
of road rage, Nancy?
Insanity should not be praised nor in any way supported. Get real.
Your judgements have hurt you and you no longer want to see according to
them.
--
Stephen
Byron Bay, Australia
Gene Ward Smith
2004-05-10 02:35:53 UTC
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Post by Stephen Calder
Post by Gene Ward Smith
Post by Nancy
This is beautiful, Stephen. A true keeper. Thank you.
Yelling "fucking dickhead!" at someone is beautiful? Have you ever heard
of road rage, Nancy?
Insanity should not be praised nor in any way supported. Get real.
Your judgements have hurt you and you no longer want to see according to
them.
Fucking dickhead.
mr bill
2004-05-10 03:15:58 UTC
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on Mon, 10 May 2004 02:35:53 GMT, under subject line: Re: If I
defend myself I am attacked (long but fun), Gene Ward Smith
Post by Gene Ward Smith
Fucking dickhead.
oh goody, we get to play this game again!

pigfucker.

:)
mr bill

how many people smiled at you today?
did you notice?
Mike
2004-05-10 07:45:41 UTC
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Post by mr bill
on Mon, 10 May 2004 02:35:53 GMT, under subject line: Re: If I
defend myself I am attacked (long but fun), Gene Ward Smith
Post by Gene Ward Smith
Fucking dickhead.
oh goody, we get to play this game again!
pigfucker.
LOL
Post by mr bill
:)
mr bill
how many people smiled at you today?
did you notice?
Stephen Calder
2004-05-10 03:40:08 UTC
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Post by Gene Ward Smith
Post by Stephen Calder
Post by Gene Ward Smith
Post by Nancy
This is beautiful, Stephen. A true keeper. Thank you.
Yelling "fucking dickhead!" at someone is beautiful? Have you ever heard
of road rage, Nancy?
Insanity should not be praised nor in any way supported. Get real.
Your judgements have hurt you and you no longer want to see according to
them.
Fucking dickhead.
Probably. I'm a happy one though!

I hope you said that with love and have no guilt about it.
--
Stephen
Byron Bay, Australia
Gene Ward Smith
2004-05-10 04:17:03 UTC
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Post by Stephen Calder
I hope you said that with love and have no guilt about it.
I was trying to see if it would annoy you. Instead, it seems to have
sent Mr. Bill off.
mr bill
2004-05-10 04:29:17 UTC
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on Mon, 10 May 2004 04:17:03 GMT, under subject line: Re: If I
defend myself I am attacked (long but fun), Gene Ward Smith
Post by Gene Ward Smith
I was trying to see if it would annoy you. Instead, it seems to
have sent Mr. Bill off.
lol!

pigfucker

:)
mr bill

how many people smiled at you today?
did you notice?
Stephen Calder
2004-05-10 12:41:33 UTC
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Post by Gene Ward Smith
Post by Stephen Calder
I hope you said that with love and have no guilt about it.
I was trying to see if it would annoy you. Instead, it seems to have
sent Mr. Bill off.
Ah.

I really am committed to having peace, and returning to it whenever I
slip into fear.

Thanks Gene.
--
Stephen
Byron Bay, Australia
Mike
2004-05-10 07:47:15 UTC
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Post by Gene Ward Smith
Post by Stephen Calder
Post by Gene Ward Smith
Post by Nancy
This is beautiful, Stephen. A true keeper. Thank you.
Yelling "fucking dickhead!" at someone is beautiful? Have you ever heard
of road rage, Nancy?
Insanity should not be praised nor in any way supported. Get real.
Your judgements have hurt you and you no longer want to see according to
them.
Fucking dickhead.
Why, Doctor Smith. Where is your Ivy-Covered-Halls-of-Academe sense of
propriety and decorum tonight?
Deborah
2004-05-10 07:56:54 UTC
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On Mon, 10 May 2004 07:47:15 GMT, Mike
Post by Mike
Post by Gene Ward Smith
Post by Stephen Calder
Post by Gene Ward Smith
Post by Nancy
This is beautiful, Stephen. A true keeper. Thank you.
Yelling "fucking dickhead!" at someone is beautiful? Have you ever heard
of road rage, Nancy?
Insanity should not be praised nor in any way supported. Get real.
Your judgements have hurt you and you no longer want to see according to
them.
Fucking dickhead.
Why, Doctor Smith. Where is your Ivy-Covered-Halls-of-Academe sense of
propriety and decorum tonight?
He was educated at Berkley. Back in the days of the curfew because of
the campus riots. And he was probably very much an activist himself.

Deborah (BC)
Gene Ward Smith
2004-05-10 23:17:07 UTC
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Post by Deborah
He was educated at Berkley. Back in the days of the curfew because of
the campus riots. And he was probably very much an activist himself.
The very much part is a little much. I was involved along with
countless other people, shot the breeze with Mario Savio once, blah
blah...but I was regarded as a conservative since for example I didn't
think the Viet Cong were the good guys, which even the Quakers sometimes
seemed to think.

Nancy
2004-05-10 15:35:42 UTC
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Post by Gene Ward Smith
Post by Nancy
This is beautiful, Stephen. A true keeper. Thank you.
Yelling "fucking dickhead!" at someone is beautiful? Have you ever heard
of road rage, Nancy?
Insanity should not be praised nor in any way supported. Get real.
To me, this is a story of a REAL awakening from insanity.


n.
Stephen Calder
2004-05-10 00:28:23 UTC
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Post by Gene Ward Smith
Post by Nancy
This is beautiful, Stephen. A true keeper. Thank you.
Yelling "fucking dickhead!" at someone is beautiful? Have you ever heard
of road rage, Nancy?
Insanity should not be praised nor in any way supported. Get real.
Did you read past the story to the release of ideas that followed?
That's the good part.
--
Stephen
Byron Bay, Australia
Gene Ward Smith
2004-05-10 02:36:16 UTC
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Post by Stephen Calder
Post by Gene Ward Smith
Post by Nancy
This is beautiful, Stephen. A true keeper. Thank you.
Yelling "fucking dickhead!" at someone is beautiful? Have you ever heard
of road rage, Nancy?
Insanity should not be praised nor in any way supported. Get real.
Did you read past the story to the release of ideas that followed?
That's the good part.
Fucking dickhead.
Alan
2004-05-10 03:08:13 UTC
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Gene Ward Smith wrote:

[snip]
Post by Gene Ward Smith
Fucking dickhead.
Why, exactly, is that an insult? It's like saying
"fuck you". If you really want to insult someone,
say "unfuck you", or, "may you never get fucked".
Stephen Calder
2004-05-10 03:41:05 UTC
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Post by Alan
[snip]
Post by Gene Ward Smith
Fucking dickhead.
Why, exactly, is that an insult? It's like saying
"fuck you". If you really want to insult someone,
say "unfuck you", or, "may you never get fucked".
LOL!
--
Stephen
Byron Bay, Australia
Adrian
2004-05-10 04:09:22 UTC
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Post by Stephen Calder
Post by Alan
[snip]
Post by Gene Ward Smith
Fucking dickhead.
Why, exactly, is that an insult? It's like saying
"fuck you". If you really want to insult someone,
say "unfuck you", or, "may you never get fucked".
LOL!
How about we have a superlative competition?

"You Fuck Stain!"

Or the most fucks you can fit in one sentence and have it still make sense?

Fuck the fucking fucker, the fucking fucker's fucked!

LOL

-Adrian
Post by Stephen Calder
--
Stephen
Byron Bay, Australia
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Mike
2004-05-10 07:48:34 UTC
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Post by Stephen Calder
Post by Alan
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Post by Gene Ward Smith
Fucking dickhead.
Why, exactly, is that an insult? It's like saying
"fuck you". If you really want to insult someone,
say "unfuck you", or, "may you never get fucked".
LOL!
How about we have a superlative competition?
"You Fuck Stain!"
Or the most fucks you can fit in one sentence and have it still make sense?
Fuck the fucking fucker, the fucking fucker's fucked!
Of fuck, you're fucking right, so fuck you all to fuck and back.
Post by Adrian
LOL
-Adrian
Post by Stephen Calder
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Stephen
Byron Bay, Australia
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mr bill
2004-05-10 03:16:14 UTC
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on Mon, 10 May 2004 02:36:16 GMT, under subject line: Re: If I
defend myself I am attacked (long but fun), Gene Ward Smith
Post by Gene Ward Smith
Fucking dickhead.
pigfucker.

:)
mr bill

how many people smiled at you today?
did you notice?
Gene Ward Smith
2004-05-10 03:33:01 UTC
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on Mon, 10 May 2004 02:36:16 GMT, under subject line: Re: If I
defend myself I am attacked (long but fun), Gene Ward Smith
Post by Gene Ward Smith
Fucking dickhead.
pigfucker.
Excuse me, Mr. Bill, but I was not advocating calling people names,
Steven was. I was pointing out that patting himself on the back because
he acted foolishly and boorishly is insane. That he claimed no judgment
was being passed on his behavior by himself was clearly not so; he was
telling the world how great he was.
mr bill
2004-05-10 04:27:12 UTC
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on Mon, 10 May 2004 03:33:01 GMT, under subject line: Re: If I
defend myself I am attacked (long but fun), Gene Ward Smith
Post by Gene Ward Smith
Excuse me, Mr. Bill, but I was not advocating calling people
names,
Steven was. I was pointing out that patting himself on the back because
he acted foolishly and boorishly is insane. That he claimed no
judgment
was being passed on his behavior by himself was clearly not so; he was
telling the world how great he was.
ok gene, you just go ahead and believe that rubbish.

you advocated the calling of names by doing it.

now you cry about it.

waah!

:)
mr bill

how many people smiled at you today?
did you notice?
Gene Ward Smith
2004-05-10 05:51:17 UTC
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Post by mr bill
you advocated the calling of names by doing it.
now you cry about it.
waah!
I'm not crying about it, dickhead.
mr bill
2004-05-10 06:01:03 UTC
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on Mon, 10 May 2004 05:51:17 GMT, under subject line: Re: If I
defend myself I am attacked (long but fun), Gene Ward Smith
Post by Gene Ward Smith
I'm not crying about it, dickhead.
good, at least there's that.

:)
mr bill

how many people smiled at you today?
did you notice?
Mike
2004-05-10 07:51:26 UTC
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Post by Gene Ward Smith
Post by mr bill
on Mon, 10 May 2004 02:36:16 GMT, under subject line: Re: If I
defend myself I am attacked (long but fun), Gene Ward Smith
Post by Gene Ward Smith
Fucking dickhead.
pigfucker.
Excuse me, Mr. Bill, but I was not advocating calling people names,
Steven was. I was pointing out that patting himself on the back because
he acted foolishly and boorishly is insane. That he claimed no judgment
was being passed on his behavior by himself was clearly not so; he was
telling the world how great he was.
O lordy! Stephen uses the term "fucking dickhead" and so do you. But
the only one who is wrong is Stephen. LOL

You know the song Amazing Grace? It has new lyrics now. It's now
"Amazing denial, howwwww sweet thou art...."
Stephen Calder
2004-05-10 12:50:32 UTC
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Post by Gene Ward Smith
Post by mr bill
on Mon, 10 May 2004 02:36:16 GMT, under subject line: Re: If I
defend myself I am attacked (long but fun), Gene Ward Smith
Post by Gene Ward Smith
Fucking dickhead.
pigfucker.
Excuse me, Mr. Bill, but I was not advocating calling people names,
Steven was. I was pointing out that patting himself on the back because
he acted foolishly and boorishly is insane. That he claimed no judgment
was being passed on his behavior by himself was clearly not so; he was
telling the world how great he was.
Really? To me it felt the opposite. I took a risk exposing what might be
judged as "unenlightened" behaviour, and releasing the negative thoughts
about it in a public forum, to show how the Course works for me in a
practical way. I thought it showed just how far from total peace I can
stray and still have the means and the opportunity to return to it
whenever I decide that's what I want above all else.

I readily admit that I slip into moments of fear or anger. The question
is, do I want to beat myself up about that or do I want to forgive
myself? How long would you like me to feel guilty for? Forgiveness is
not conditional. You either recognise nothing really happened, or you
hold on to its reality and the judgement that goes with it.

If you thought I was advocating calling people names, you misunderstood
completely, sorry. What I am saying is that you are innocent whether you
call me names or not. What I'm saying is that giving up judgement is one
of the conditions of attaining peace (though in truth of course, peace
is not to be "attained" but just remembered, by choice).
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Stephen
Byron Bay, Australia
mr bill
2004-05-10 13:18:04 UTC
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on Mon, 10 May 2004 12:50:32 GMT, under subject line: Re: If I
Post by Stephen Calder
Really? To me it felt the opposite. I took a risk exposing what might be
judged as "unenlightened" behaviour, and releasing the negative thoughts
about it in a public forum, to show how the Course works for me in a
practical way. I thought it showed just how far from total
peace I can
stray and still have the means and the opportunity to return to it
whenever I decide that's what I want above all else.
I readily admit that I slip into moments of fear or anger. The
question
is, do I want to beat myself up about that or do I want to
forgive
myself? How long would you like me to feel guilty for?
Forgiveness is
not conditional. You either recognise nothing really happened,
or you
hold on to its reality and the judgement that goes with it.
If you thought I was advocating calling people names, you
misunderstood
completely, sorry. What I am saying is that you are innocent
whether you
call me names or not. What I'm saying is that giving up
judgement is one
of the conditions of attaining peace (though in truth of
course, peace
is not to be "attained" but just remembered, by choice).
i missed your original post, stephen.

:)
mr bill

how many people smiled at you today?
did you notice?
Stephen Calder
2004-05-10 03:40:44 UTC
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Post by Stephen Calder
Post by Gene Ward Smith
Post by Nancy
This is beautiful, Stephen. A true keeper. Thank you.
Yelling "fucking dickhead!" at someone is beautiful? Have you ever heard
of road rage, Nancy?
Insanity should not be praised nor in any way supported. Get real.
Did you read past the story to the release of ideas that followed?
That's the good part.
Fucking dickhead.
You're repeating yourself, Gene. Is there something you want to say?
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Stephen
Byron Bay, Australia
Gene Ward Smith
2004-05-10 04:17:30 UTC
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Post by Stephen Calder
You're repeating yourself, Gene. Is there something you want to say?
Judging?
Stephen Calder
2004-05-10 12:51:49 UTC
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Post by Gene Ward Smith
Post by Stephen Calder
You're repeating yourself, Gene. Is there something you want to say?
Judging?
Insufficient data.
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Stephen
Byron Bay, Australia
Nancy
2004-05-10 15:37:10 UTC
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Post by Stephen Calder
Post by Gene Ward Smith
Post by Nancy
This is beautiful, Stephen. A true keeper. Thank you.
Yelling "fucking dickhead!" at someone is beautiful? Have you ever heard
of road rage, Nancy?
Insanity should not be praised nor in any way supported. Get real.
Did you read past the story to the release of ideas that followed?
That's the good part.
To me, it was a story of a real-time giving up of insanity.

n.
Stephen Calder
2004-05-10 00:27:12 UTC
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Three more points about this incident.

1. What I did scared Annie, which is reason enough for me not to do it
again. I can see that my action must have been tainted with fear.

2. The Course is not about changing behavour as a means to an end. I
need to change my mind, not my behaviour. "I could see peace instead of
this" is true independent of what I, or anyone else, has done. Being in
love rather than fear may change my behaviour, though, because I am more
likely to be open to guidance from the Holy Spirit.

3. The story was intended to illustrate that giving up negative
thoughts, about others and about myself, rather than holding on to them,
will give me peace.
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Stephen
Byron Bay, Australia
Stephen Calder
2004-05-10 00:29:24 UTC
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All the Course quotes in my original post are from the review lessons 51-60.
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Stephen
Byron Bay, Australia
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