Tag: wisdoms

Power of Love – Destiny

Unity〜Prophecy of Eagle and Condor🦅🌈🌎

There is a prophecy among Native American tribes that when the eagle and the condor fly side by side, the world will awaken as ONE.The eagle represents masculinity, the mind, and the condor represents femininity, the heart, and intuition. It is said that now is precisely the time of this prophecy. Originally one, we were in a dream of separation. To awaken is simply to realize, to remember. It is so simple, in fact, that it is done without effort. Rather, we are simply transported to the promised place as we surrender our egos to a higher power of LOVE.

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The American Journal of Psychiatry’s Answer to MIA: A Silence that Speaks Volumes – Mad In America

The American Journal of Psychiatry will not be retracting the fraudulent STAR*D study. The American Journal of Psychiatry will not retract the fraudulent STAR*D study.
— Read on www.madinamerica.com/2023/10/the-american-journal-of-psychiatrys-answer-to-mia-a-silence-that-speaks-volumes/

10 Duties We Have Towards Our Parents When They Get Older – Creative Healthy Family

What do we owe our aging parents, morally and ethically speaking? Find out in these 10 duties we have towards our parents when they get older.
— Read on www.creativehealthyfamily.com/10-duties-we-have-towards-our-parents-when-they-get-older/

The essence of Matthew Perry

“I’ve had a lot of ups and downs in my life. I’m still working through it personally, but the best thing about me is that if an alcoholic or drug addict comes up to me and says, ‘Will you help me?’ I will always say, ‘Yes, I know how to do that. I will do that for you, even if I can’t always do it for myself! So I do that, whenever I can. In groups, or one on one.

And I created the Perry House in Malibu, a sober-living facility for men. I also wrote my play The End of Longing, which is a personal message to the world, an exaggerated form of me as a drunk. I had something important to say to people like me, and to people who love people like me.

When I die, I know people will talk about Friends, Friends, Friends. And I’m glad of that, happy l’ve done some solid work as an actor, as well as given people multiple chances to make fun of my struggles on the world wide web…

but when I die, as far as my so-called accomplishments go, it would be nice if Friends were listed far behind the things I did to try to help other people.

I know it won’t happen, but it would be nice.”

~Matthew Langford Perry

(August 19, 1969 – October 28, 2023)

I Don’t Want Kids Because I Had A Dysfunctional Childhood, And There’s Nothing Wrong With That

I have known that I didn’t want to have kids for a long time. Like, a long time. My determination to eternally keep my womb as empty and barren as the surface of the moon predates the birth of both of Britney’s babies, the premiere of Gilmore Girls,…
— Read on www.bustle.com/articles/60944-i-dont-want-kids-because-i-had-a-dysfunctional-childhood-and-theres-nothing-wrong-with-that

Witch Facts/Truths

Annual reminder about where the ‘ugliness’ of witches comes from. That ugliness was the result of beatings and torture by animals. This is why I deplore the green face witch caricatures. 🥲

“Each year they parade her about, The traditional Halloween witch. Misshapen green face, stringy scraps of hair, A toothless mouth beneath her disfigured nose. Gnarled knobby fingers twisted into a claw protracting form. A bent and twisted torso that lurches about on wobbly legs.

Most think this is abject image to be the creation of a prejudiced mind or merely a Halloween caricature, I disagree, I believe this to be how witches were really seen.

Consider that most witches were women, were abducted in the night and smuggled into dungeons or prisons under secrecy of darkness and presented by the light of day as a confessed witch.

Few, if any saw a frightened normal looking woman being dragged into a secret room filled with instruments of torture, to be questioned until she confessed to anything that was suggested to her, and to give names or say whatever would stop the questions.

Crowds saw the aberration denounced to the world as a self-proclaimed witch. As the witch was paraded through the town, in route to be burned, hanged, drowned, stoned, or disposed of in various, horrible ways, all created to free and save her soul from her depraved body.

The jeering crowds viewed the result of hours of torture. The face, bruised and broken by countless blows, bore a hue of sickly green. The once warm and loving smile gone, replaced by a grimace of broken teeth, and torn gums that leer beneath a battered disfigured nose.

The disheveled hair conceals bleeding gaps of torn scalp from whence cruel hands had torn away the lovely tresses. Broken, twisted hands clutched the wagon for support. Fractured fingers locked like cropping claws to steady her broken body.

All semblance of humanity gone. This was truly a demon, a bride of Satan, a witch.

I revere this Halloween Witch and hold her sacred. I honor her courage and listen to her warnings of the dark side of humanity.

Each year I shed tears of respect.”

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Maya Angelou – Letter to My Daughter

“I am convinced that most people do not grow up… We marry and dare to have children and call that growing up. I think what we do is mostly grow old. We carry accumulation of years in our bodies, and on our faces, but generally our real selves, the children inside, are innocent and shy as magnolias.”

Maya Angelou – Letter to My Daughter, 2012.