| SFist - |
Roman
Catholic rchbishop Salvatore Joseph Cordileone made his first
performance on Thursday at St. Mary's Cathedral as dozens of civil
rights advocates gathered outside the church to protest.
10.05.2012
Compassionate GOPigs: Teen Scout Denied's 'Eagle' Because He's Gay NPR
| NPR (blog) - |
Ryan
Andresen spent 12 years as a Boy Scout. Now that he's 17 and about to
graduate from high school, he completed the final requirement to receive
the Eagle Scout award, which signifies the highest rank in the
organization.
10.04.2012
nd 'You can't help those who don't DESPERATELY want help. My Dad's most important teaching.' Loving
nd 'You can't help those who don't DESPERATELY want help. My Dad's most important teaching.' Loving
10.03.2012
nd 'Sheeple flee me. That's so helpful. Truly.' Loving
nd 'Sheeple flee me. That's so helpful. Truly.' Loving
10.02.2012
"Steve Jobs was the first guy I found who would be regularly curled up under his desk in the morning after an all-nighter...."
http://www.forbes.com/sites/connieguglielmo/2012/10/02/untold-stories-about-steve-jobs-friends-and-colleagues-share-their-memories/
"A lot of people think that success is luck and being in the right place at the right time. But I think if you’re willing to work harder than anybody else, you can create an awful lot of your own luck."
"A lot of people think that success is luck and being in the right place at the right time. But I think if you’re willing to work harder than anybody else, you can create an awful lot of your own luck."
nd 'Paying the Personal Price: Mother of ALL Progress. Loving.' Loving
nd 'Paying the Personal Price: Mother of ALL Progress. Loving.' Loving
10.01.2012
Banks Attack Eliz Warren's Senate Candidacy
Banks Attack Eliz Warren's Senate Candidacy
| Politico - |
Wall
Street never wanted to see Elizabeth Warren sworn into the Senate, and
now it's flooding her opponent's campaign coffers in the final stretch
of one of the closest races in the country.
'I think my dad spared my life, because I was kind, occasionally.' Loving
I've shared recently, that I have been Truly puzzled why my Saint of a dad didn't have me killed. I mean it.
Today, my Birthday Month, an acquaintance from high school, said 'happy bday.' I replied how kind I found him. He replied instantly, that he found me kind, when he needed it. That in fact, 'made an impact on' his life.
His reply to my comment he was kind: "as you were !!! i was heavily bullied in High School --cuz i was a nerd but you were always friendly and fair to me ---never forgot that ..made an impact on my life actually !!!
I replied: "Truly, I have no idea why my dad, the kindest, most Loving human I've ever known, I don't know why he didn't have me killed. I'm not kidding. I feel no guilt, I did the best I knew (inescapable, for all of us), but oh God, I cringe at my total uselessness, total self-absorption by any and all earthly scales. But Friend, maybe you just gave me an insight into why he didn't have me put to death, but rather lavished unconditional love on me I've found incomprehensible to this very moment. Maybe he saw that at times, massively rare tho they could be, I could be genuinely 'good,' I could be genuinely 'kind.' Truly, what you just shared is quite valuable to me, a 'key' to my past, and my dad, that I'd been missing. Be well friend. Loving
Today, my Birthday Month, an acquaintance from high school, said 'happy bday.' I replied how kind I found him. He replied instantly, that he found me kind, when he needed it. That in fact, 'made an impact on' his life.
His reply to my comment he was kind: "as you were !!! i was heavily bullied in High School --cuz i was a nerd but you were always friendly and fair to me ---never forgot that ..made an impact on my life actually !!!
I replied: "Truly, I have no idea why my dad, the kindest, most Loving human I've ever known, I don't know why he didn't have me killed. I'm not kidding. I feel no guilt, I did the best I knew (inescapable, for all of us), but oh God, I cringe at my total uselessness, total self-absorption by any and all earthly scales. But Friend, maybe you just gave me an insight into why he didn't have me put to death, but rather lavished unconditional love on me I've found incomprehensible to this very moment. Maybe he saw that at times, massively rare tho they could be, I could be genuinely 'good,' I could be genuinely 'kind.' Truly, what you just shared is quite valuable to me, a 'key' to my past, and my dad, that I'd been missing. Be well friend. Loving
James Meredith: "I am a warrior, and I am on a mission from God."
http://nation.time.com/2012/10/01/central-figure-in-mississippi-integration-defies-labels/
http://www.amazon.com/A-Mission-from-God-ebook/dp/B005O2YY1U/ref=tmm_kin_title_0
“I’ve always found the rhetoric of mainstream civil rights leaders and organizations to be far too timid, accommodationist and gradualist. It always seemed to me that they behaved like meek and gentle supplicants begging the oppressor for a few crumbs of justice, for a few molecules of citizenship rights.”
http://www.amazon.com/A-Mission-from-God-ebook/dp/B005O2YY1U/ref=tmm_kin_title_0
“I’ve always found the rhetoric of mainstream civil rights leaders and organizations to be far too timid, accommodationist and gradualist. It always seemed to me that they behaved like meek and gentle supplicants begging the oppressor for a few crumbs of justice, for a few molecules of citizenship rights.”
nd 'Mistakenly I've thought the failure mine, unable to get thru to Romm, Brown, McKibben.... No. They're not serious, yet.' Loving
nd 'Mistakenly I've thought the failure mine, unable to get thru to Romm, Brown, McKibben.... No. They're not serious, yet.' Loving
nd 'Modern Pics of Hell: Matrix; Hunger Games Wealthy; 2012 Middle Class Existance....' Loving
nd 'Modern Pics of Hell: Matrix; Hunger Games Wealthy; 2012 Middle Class Existance....' Loving
NYPost - Legend: Ryan - Truth-teller. Fact: Deceiver
NYPost - Legend: Ryan - Truth-teller. Fact: Deceiver http://nymag.com/daily/intel/2012/10/paul-ryan-legend-dissipates.html?imw=Y
'2012 Election - the Civics Lesson I NEVER absorbed.' Loving
I'm spending huge time at msnbc, and google news elections, and cspan.
This election season is the 'civics' lesson that maybe our country never received.
Don't miss it.
This election season is the 'civics' lesson that maybe our country never received.
Don't miss it.
'Tragically, My life is viewed as a Trial; Heaven, is how I experience it.' Loving
It's funny, so many people see my life as a trial. Never for a
nanosecond a year, do I experience it as a trial. I experience it as
the Life that I always suspected Jesus died to show us. Yes, it looks
like a Trial. I think that's the problem. Heaven, looks like a trial.
Pls give me an update. How are you and what are you up to. Loving
(what I go by. No 'Mr.' required. LOL.)
I don't know that anyone besides me saw Jesus life, not as a Tragedy, but as Heaven. I always did.
I was correct, it turns out.
I don't know that anyone besides me saw Jesus life, not as a Tragedy, but as Heaven. I always did.
I was correct, it turns out.
9.30.2012
Loving here. Confession - I was not born on Earth.
I find this post almost as weird as you may. But I experience it as a surprising new Truth for me, so I share.
No, nothing mystical involved here, and nothing to do with inter-stellar travel.
It came to me as I've reflected the last few days on an aspect of my lifelong, ever more acute social isolation.
There is much personal history of reflection I could resurrect and point to in my recent years of writing and vlogging that I could point to, but I won't. Anyone that has lestened to me will recall. Anyone interested, in several hours of reading, viewing what I've provided, will see what I mean, the precursers to this clearer insight I'm now experiencing and sharing.
I've always felt 'alien,' but I'm just now seeing how profound that is for me, and how deeply rooted. I am not speaking as to whether others have much the same feeling. That could be interesting, but it is not something on which I have thoughts at the moment.
Please hear this carefully - I've met few, if any, that I didn't think belonged on my 'planet,' which is not planet modern-earth. In fact, I've spent most of my life on the belief that we were all born on the same planet, and that everyone else left, and I've been trying to provoke a return.
It is still my belief that we all were created for, born for, the planet I am on.
But certainly my conviction that we were all born there, on the planet I was born on, has been replaced by the sense that I can think of no one else that was born there.
It is my thought that the planet I was born on, and re-inhabited in this recent decade, is preferable, the only Home of Joy. But this is not an issue of 'superiority,' 'good,' 'bad...' for me. It is an issue of sadness, perception of tragic lost opportunity, and consequent doom, unless there is a mass-migration.
The root of all this comes with the reflection in the last few days that my dad is the only person I can think of that I see was too, born on my planet. Yes, of course my vision is imperfect, tho I think it is very good.
He is the only other person I can think of that I've known, where their entire world consisted of working for the well-being of others, clinically, objectively. Nothing else, nothing 'equal to,' or 'higher,' not 'religion,' 'philosophy,' 'group affiliation,' ..., nothing.
I suspect that there are others that could read the above and find it not an unfamiliar perception - Jesus first comes to my mind in this regard.
No, nothing mystical involved here, and nothing to do with inter-stellar travel.
It came to me as I've reflected the last few days on an aspect of my lifelong, ever more acute social isolation.
There is much personal history of reflection I could resurrect and point to in my recent years of writing and vlogging that I could point to, but I won't. Anyone that has lestened to me will recall. Anyone interested, in several hours of reading, viewing what I've provided, will see what I mean, the precursers to this clearer insight I'm now experiencing and sharing.
I've always felt 'alien,' but I'm just now seeing how profound that is for me, and how deeply rooted. I am not speaking as to whether others have much the same feeling. That could be interesting, but it is not something on which I have thoughts at the moment.
Please hear this carefully - I've met few, if any, that I didn't think belonged on my 'planet,' which is not planet modern-earth. In fact, I've spent most of my life on the belief that we were all born on the same planet, and that everyone else left, and I've been trying to provoke a return.
It is still my belief that we all were created for, born for, the planet I am on.
But certainly my conviction that we were all born there, on the planet I was born on, has been replaced by the sense that I can think of no one else that was born there.
It is my thought that the planet I was born on, and re-inhabited in this recent decade, is preferable, the only Home of Joy. But this is not an issue of 'superiority,' 'good,' 'bad...' for me. It is an issue of sadness, perception of tragic lost opportunity, and consequent doom, unless there is a mass-migration.
The root of all this comes with the reflection in the last few days that my dad is the only person I can think of that I see was too, born on my planet. Yes, of course my vision is imperfect, tho I think it is very good.
He is the only other person I can think of that I've known, where their entire world consisted of working for the well-being of others, clinically, objectively. Nothing else, nothing 'equal to,' or 'higher,' not 'religion,' 'philosophy,' 'group affiliation,' ..., nothing.
I suspect that there are others that could read the above and find it not an unfamiliar perception - Jesus first comes to my mind in this regard.
The HOPE of Suffering Near Perfect Solitude, Ferocious Truth to one's Calling
A note from one of the less than 10 in my life that haven't totally fallen away, on facebook, this morning:
9.29.2012
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