wanted to save a comment i wrote in a thread this week regarding conspiracy theories:
the majority of americans don’t use guns to defend themselves, they use them to kill themselves. and i’m ok with that. seems better than a formal institution of euthenasia. this is america — i don’t believe we should have no guns. too many open spaces that are unpopulated with no police nearby. this isn’t the UK. we have a lot of land. so the price paid is all the suicides, and things like the mass shootings that are so senseless. what you do when that happens, is go “thank god i wasn’t in vegas that day.” to say that you “see” so greatly, and that it did not really happen, or is a conspiracy … that’s fine. but you need to see how you are being played. and also need to let it all go. stop watching the news and find something good in your community that you can accomplish. do something to help others. be a reality.
the instant communication and copious amounts of news does not suit those who cannot disengage their minds and enter back into reality. look at your shoes. what color are they? come back to yourself. where there is life there is hope. and where there is hope, there is another day to find a little bit of the grace God puts into it. fear serves no purpose. paranoia even less.
people will play with your head. that’s what people do. but compassion is something we can all have for our fellows — whether they are playing us or not.
guns cut the population. the majority of death by gun are suicides. at some point, it will be nice if american men can set them down, and determine they don’t need to decide on death. until then …….. i will grow my garden and water my flowers and pray that decency outlives those who want to harm others.
trying to get others paranoid is a harm. it’s not nice. serves nothing, and in the end — collective madness is no better than singular madness.
i know what i’m talking about. be well — and let the ideas of conspiracy have a backseat to your own life and own hopes. reality is a much better place to play …. there is a way to be happy. it’s by not letting fear rule you or yours. god takes care of the fools and the irish, and thank god i’m irish. my grandma always said that. it’s a mathematical puzzle. that’s why it’s funny.
i can tell who taught you the rhetoric you used. i know it. i know the vein of where and what and how. i can see that much, and it’s quite maddening. so i live a quiet life and do what i can. i make mistakes. i also own up to them, and have paid dearly with everything but my own life. so that, i’m going to treasure. what you do when paranoia strikes you, is start thinking of all the things that go right. start focusing on the opposite – notice the things you are not noticing. realize that you are placing the things you DO notice in a pattern.
patterns are comfortable. they are insurance. they are the way tomorrow starts at 7 am just like today started at 7 am.
it’s natural and understandable. but not everything is going to fit into your pattern of conspiracy, and so you warp it to fit. and then you build this entire pattern and supposed perception upon what you know has to be truth.
no such thing. are all abstract concepts, and what matters is that matter exists. it is ordered naturally — not by man nor by his perception. it’s SO beautiful ……. life is beautiful. and it sucks. and it weeps. and it is aggravating as hell when all you want is to be understood.
important thing, is i’m not afraid to look like a fool writing on and on …………. because i take the time to help. it’s who i am. what i believe in, even after being mistreated by this society and harmed more than you can imagine. i still love it, because i understand how people fall to temptation. i understand how nobody’s perfect. and i know how some plot and scheme and work to get whatever it is they think they want or need. that makes them the fool, not me. so i don’t give a rat’s ass who or what does this or that. i certainly don’t care about what others say on how that should effect me. and i don’t care that you are fond of believing “they are out to get you.” what i care about, is that whoever played you is not a nice person. what i care about, is that i need to get back to work editing photos — so tedious! what i care about … is i don’t want to see america dissolve into chaos and insanity. funny thing about fear, is when you are not afraid, you handle things better. that’s where we need to be.
it’s not about guns, or crazy, or how to dissect the truth. it’s about purpose and value for individual lives.
it doesn’t matter “who” is in control. i know what i’m doing right now. i know what i’ve been doing. i know i don’t want to see others go through the pain i went through.
first, you have to realize that you don’t need to be that important.