blather_isnt_blather_anymore dafremen That's right. You heard it here first. There was a time..when the blather_gods thought that they COULD allow things to run freely without censoring or banning anyone. However some of us don't seem to get the idea.. We don't seem to be able to handle freedom..and so a few new rules will have to be introduced. 1. Blather is supposed to be words. Twisting tangly words. Not fucking colors. Not fucking php inserts and embedded html text effects. WORDS. So as of this moment...anyone caught using code to embellish or change the site will be censored and reprimanded. Further violation of this rule will subject the violator to a permanent ban from the site. Furthermore, if you will simply go back to the origins_of_blather, you will find that this site was started in the spirit of thoughtful expression. Not nonsense and certainly not cut and paste bullshit or anonymous shitraking! Since some of us can't understand that.. 2. There will be NO SHITRAKING whatsoever! Violation of this rule will result in a permanent ban..no warnings! 3. Nonsensical jibber-jabber will be kept to an absolute minimum! (You reading paste!? Watch it! You're treading on thin ice!) All nonsensical bullshit will be censored and repeated violation will result in permanent banning from the site. That goes for those of you who think you have something to say but have absolutely no talent for writing anything. Watch it! Substandard expression will be considered nonsense for the purpose of enforcing this rule. 4. Cutting and pasting is STRICTLY FORBIDDEN. Blather is not here to be a cat box for your favorite anecdotes and quotes by your favorite dead people. Take this one to heart..because you'll be warned ONCE...then banned. All offending blathes will be completely deleted from the blather_space. 5. Since too many people have been using aliases other than their primary alias in order to hide their activities on this site..ANONYMITY IS NO LONGER AN OPTION. All blathes will be stamped with your IP address. Anyone using a proxy or IP spoofing to get around this provision will be IMMEDIATELY BANNED after a script is sent to the offender's PC setting their browser to BLOCK access to newdream.net. It's words people. Twisting tangly fuckin' words. If you want to treat the site like shit...then you won't be able to use the site anymore. That means ALL OF US! So be careful how you express yourselves and how you behave from now on here at blather. The gods won't be taking our shit anymore. But DO feel FREE to express yourselves! All contributions (that fall within the newly designated guidelines) are appreciated. Consider yourselves warned. see also: the_intellectual_decay_of_blather 081002 ... your mom nice try asshole. 081002 ... flippo I think they've already implemented this somewhere on the net. It's called a forum with moderators. Come to think of it, I believe something similar has been implemented in the real world. It's called legislation backed by armed law enforcement. It's working great. Three cheers to the blather_gods for keeping us safe! 081002 ... dafremen Mom was never too good at picking up on satire. (She's a nice lady for a heroin junkie...but not the brightest shirt on the rack.) 081002 ... mother ..mmm no, i got it (which is why i refuse to argue any further - as i said "nice try"). now let me shoot up and go to your room! 081002 ... dafremen Well mom...you also said "asshole" which outside of your usual AB circles is considered confrontational. Then again you were never very good at hiding the aggressive in your passive aggressive.. Might I suggest just IGNORING someone if you don't care to argue with them? It's a thought ma. (Just needlin' ya.) 081002 ... Hypocritical Humor Imagine that! Daf, declaring that there shall be no shitraking! Haw haw haw! Hee hee hee! On the floor I roll about, laughing my buns off! 081002 ... dafremen If a mirror is held up to you and you see a turd there and despise it...what does that tell you? Is there really anyone else there at all? see also: drunk_driving_is_not_a_crime 081002 ... flippo Tell him the fucking rules already daf...geezus. You're always so fucking round-a-bout about it and most are getting lost in the smoke and mirrors. Just tell them the fucking rules. Sheesh! 081002 ... daf I'm not sure that's how it's done, insistent alter-ego. After all, when we hunted down our conditioning with the others, it was like roaming through the forest with a blind-fold and our hands tied behind our backs. Can it really be as easy as just saying it? I mean wouldn't that immediately be wrestled to the ground and dissected until all semblance of the sense of it was lost? The nature of the disease ITSELF seems to call for the less than obvious nature of the game. Or am I not giving credit where credit might be due? Others have found it without being told. At least three that I know of on this site alone. Why is it my responsibility to do anything but play the part, dodge the vomit and hope for the cure to come? Give me a break already, flippo. Isn't it enough that I even take the time? This isn't exactly the most interesting exercise anymore. Worthwhile? Sure. But interesting? It's the same thing over and over again. And the pain of seeing the symptoms..ESPECIALLY when you have to deal with it outside as well..well f*ck man. I'm only human, stop putting off that holier-than-thou shit on me. I'm barely holding against my own residuals. If anyone should know that..it's you. I swear flippo, if you weren't me..I'd disown you. But thanks for the thought..it came from a good place, I know. 081002 ... birdmad I'll keep this brief so as not to pile on too much: boo-fucking-hoo, daffy. You set a titanic shit-rake in motion and now you feel persecuted because some got raked back your way and got some on you? 081002 ... dafremen What? You think I'm crying over this bird? Think about this for a second. Just because I care about you folks, doesn't mean I have to take a single one of these words to heart. And..(gawd here comes a momentary lapse of discretion)..I don't. You haven't read a damned thing I've written..just the words. You have NO idea what it is that I'm doing here...and that pains me. But what am I going to do? It's not my job to fix the problem..it's only my self appointed task to play the fucking game and watch the greater part of my fellow human beings bump into their perceptions like pinballs. It's what you DON'T SEE that you're communicating that hurts. And it only hurts because I'm sitting here watching you do it..knowing full well that it's the cause of 95% of the grief in the world. And if it weren't brought out by one who loves you..I suppose it might be somewhere else down the road. But fuck...thought I'd experiment with accelerating the process. There are folks here who've figured it out. You're not one of them. I was gunna toss a little bait at you..but would you even understand why? Your mistaken impression of the situation leads me to doubt very much that you would. Figure it out bird...you're smart..just not being very observant. It's RIGHT in front of your eyes and right under your nose..but it's the hardest thing in the world to see. 081002 ... dafremen P.S. Here's a humongous hint: There is something that you form from the words besides the words. And it instills a feeling in you. Where does that feeling come from..what's the source of it? When was the first time in your distant past that you felt it? How far back are you willing to dig? Or is it easier to assume that it came from outside of you..from me? (There flippo...that's about as close as I'm gonna go to just "outing" with it.) 081002 ... D.D. Worker There must be hundreds of blathes filled with Daf spouting this crap. He's never going to change, people. He's never going to "get_it". It's an online pathology of sorts. At first I mistook it for a wreckless ego but now it seems more diseased. I work with schizophrenics and Daf has all the makings. The lack of self control, the "playing games", the tortured logic. It's desperation for attention. I seldom even read his writing any more; it's always more of the same. Faulty syllogisms and mental masturbation, pretenses of revelation and delusions of grandeur. He lacks sufficient empathy to perceive what he starts in others, or simply does not care... such is the sociopath. 081002 ... flippo Boy..you basically gave up the ghost there. This game could get even more boring real quick if everyone figures it out. Try not to provide any links or we're going to have to go back to our normal netertainment of poetry and musings again. Admit it though..you enjoy watching them hop around. Just a little...right? 081002 ... dafremen When you state your credentials..why do you do so? When you state your opinion of me..why do you do so? When you analyze ME...why do you do so? And does the spotlight of your scrutiny ever fall on your own reactions? Your own actions? Do you look at each person in the word as a problem to be solved? Have you learned then, that the problems outside of you are unsolvable? Can you find a single rational reason that you waste your energy on them? Engage and learn the nature of your conditioning. Speak their name and do away with your issues. 081002 ... dafremen Of course I enjoy watching them pop like popcorn a bit, flippo. Not entirely, I mean it pains me too...but there's a root cause to the madness and I've gotta dig just as hard for mine as anyone else does for theirs. Finding the source of that still present little twinge of pleasure is just as important as finding the source of the pain. It's a sick pleasure to be sure..so why wouldn't I want to find it and rid myself of it? It's watching my energy that's the difficult thing..but I've tried to keep it real mostly. It isn't easy...what with having not yet cleared that area yet. It's one thing to see the door, another to open it. This walking through it thing is still a bit of a bitch though. Man to be back in that place..it was so easy that fall of 2003. I basically stumbled into it by mistake. Thanks for helping move this along. 081002 ... bird You make it very difficult to see some of your most recent blathes as anything but a load of "I'm better than you because of the way i live my life" and in spite of your claiming not to care, this blathe makes me think you are just as incapable of letting it lie where it fell as anybody else you've been talking down to and yeah, man, that's how it comes off...like being talked DOWN TO 081002 ... dafremen Now we're getting somewhere. I've felt that too at times. But just so you know, I don't think of myself as superior to anyone..if you knew me better, you'd know it was so. So what the fuck does that reaction we sometimes have mean? Thanks for taking the effort. 081002 ... flippo I'll take a stab at it! Me! Me! Me! 081002 ... dafremen Well flippo...you're realy me..so umm...just say what I was gunna say. 081002 ... flippo Ok..ok..umm..so I..I mean you..ok..so.. (Man did you have to go and tell me I was you..this is really messing with my head.) Ok so I was watching Lia's kids play with the other kids the other day. And I noticed that like, the older kids would kind of make fun of the littler kids when they didn't know something or if they made a clumsy little kid mistake..you know? And so..I was thinking to myself..well that's not very nice..that makes the little kid feel stupid. Like, what's wrong with telling them in a way that helps them to keep their self-esteem intact? Right? And then I was thinking back to growing up..and how not only did I resent it when I said something or did something that gave the older folks a reason to laugh at my "precociousness" and "ignorance"...but as I grew older..I also started to become embarrassed by the mention of certain episodes where I had made mistakes as a little kid. You know? I began to kind of not like that stupid little kid for being so stupid and setting me up to be made fun of...or looked down on. So I thought about that...and then I thought...woooooaahh...I think I'm on to something here. And so I thought..what if that's why adults get so pissed off at anything that might possibly be construed as implying that they are ignorant or stupid or wrong? And then I thought...wooooah. No shit huh? (Seriously..that's how it happened. I was pretty baked at the time so there was a lot of woooah...and pauses and shit.) 081002 ... dafremen Yea..that's what I was going to say sort of. Mine was going to go more like this though: What if our embarrassment of our "mistakes" as little kids are born of the harsh and "superiority based" judgments of others along the way? (And what if their OWN "superiority complex" was just a defense mechanism that THEY'D already developed? What if it's an endless complex imposed upon the younger generations by the older ones?) And what if..we come to resent EVER feeling like that? What if we start looking for it everywhere to defend ourselves against it? What if anyone that brings out that feelings of belittlement like those kids did when we were kids..becomes THEM? And what if NOW...we're old enough to stand up for ourselves and say...hey! Fuck you! I'm not stupid..I'm, not little! But what if the people we should really be talking to...are in our heads and our memories? I thought that was something else. Then again..I WAS baked at the time..so it might be nothing at all. 081002 ... your mom i should have aborted you asshole. 081002 ... Doar *chews popcorn and slurps his evening ugly* . 081002 ... flippo It's a good vintage. Chateau Le Feet 2008. Would Msr. care for a stogie from our fine collection of shit cigars? 081002 ... dafremen Hey! Hands off the seegars! (I'm saving them for a special occasion..) 081002 ... meta meta 090904 ... ONe Person I don't have much to say but I can say it here. 090904 ... Doar Dammit...I'm laughing so hard the pepto bismal is squirting down my nostrils and moustache hairs even..... stop it. . 121210 what's it to you? who go blather from