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This is the conversion of the perversion that emanates from the discharge of the -70mv electro-chemical signal from my brain to written English. One may interpret these wittings as inconceivable or not understandable but to me what I write makes perfect sense. For the scarcity that do find this less than mindless I thank thee for being of like mind. I am here to do nothing but entertain you.




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Basic Anxiety

September 26, 2009 | 194 Views | No Comments

Horney defined basic anxiety as an “insidiously increasing, all-pervading felling of being lonely and helpless in a hostile world.” (Horney, 1937, p. 89).

This is the foundation from which neurosis emerges and it is tied to hostile feelings.

Horney felt that we all feel helpless or defenseless at one time or another.  These feelings may be manifested or even expressed in different ways but they are there none the less, they are all similar to us.

Horney believed that in childhood we try to protect ourselves in different ways. Those ways include: securing affection and love, being submissive, attaining power and withdrawing.

By securing affection the child is basically saying “if you love me, you will not hurt me.” Horney points out that there are several different ways that children go about this. One may be trying to do what ever the parent wants, another may be trying to bribe others, and even threatening.

Submissiveness is the act of being compliant with the wishes or demands of other people. A submissive person may choose not to voice their concerns or to defend against an antagonist for fear of the repercussions that the person or people may hand down to them. This fear may be of one loved one or the population in general. Most submissives believe that their submission is a act of unselfishness or self-sacrificing.

By attainging power people believe that they cannot be hurt by others because they are superior to them. This is to compensate for a sense of helplessness.

With withdawing a person chooses to not rely on people at all. They do everything they can to be self-sufficient. A form of indepenedence emerges and they receive satisfaction from not needing anyone for their internal or external needs. This is a psychological withdraw not a physiological stance.

The first three of these protective devices have one thing in common, interaction with people. The fourth is a withdraw from people. All of these devices have one single goal, to defend against basic anxiety.

Automaton Conformity

September 26, 2009 | 204 Views | No Comments

A psychic mechanism for regaining security, displayed in unconditional obedience to the prevailing rules that govern behavior.

changing one’s ideal self to what is perceived as the preferred type of personality of society, losing one’s true self.

Automaton conformity is an escape mechanism that Fromm thought to hold the greatest social significance.

chickens.

September 13, 2009 | 99 Views | No Comments

My chickens left today. Good bye chickens. I hope you do well at your new home.

Goat 1 is saddened by this as well since he is doing the midnight chicken dance to try to lure them back.

Poor goat1

The asshole who lives next to me is the ultimate reason why the chickens had to go. He is definitely defined as a asshole and not a good neighbor. Bad neighbor. Bad.

defined

September 13, 2009 | 107 Views | 1 Comment

One can say we are defined by what we do while others will argue that we are defined by who we are. Ultimately we are defined by who we are simply because who we are is part of what we do. One can say “he is the IT guy” while someone else would say “That asshole is the IT guy??” Yes that asshole is the IT guy. He is a asshole first and foremost and as luck would have it, he is also the IT guy. We are just less likely to say “go see the asshole and he will fix your problems.”Only because we are programmed to be politically correct in our public descriptions of others.

We can be described in different circles as different things. Some would call us witty while others would call us dumbasses or lazy. We tend to gravitate towards the groups of people that are kindest to us for it makes us feel better on the surface. But is that best for our inner self? She is pretty, she is smart or she is cranky, she is domineering. Which person would you prefer to be? I have to wonder though if it isnt healthier for us to be around the ones that have a less than positive description for us…. The person who says “you are acting like and ass” may be the one that makes you reevaluate yourself and make changes to make you a better person. I wouldnt want to be called an ass but if I am in deed acting like an ass then why would I want to continue actions that cause needless harm or discomfort to others?

Just another pointless ramble.

July 6, 2009 | 97 Views | No Comments

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So my issue here is mainly whether the tire will rub on the caliper mounts. I dont know if they can be shaved down or taken out completely. I thought I had heard of different calipers that attach directly tot he axle and that would eliminate the need for the mount. I am not sure.

S– if you need more pics uploaded, let me know.

space between swing arm and tire.

space between swing arm and tire.

I was having a bit of a issue viewing these….I was then able to right click on the pic then hit view image and it opened a new window with a bigger picture. Hope that may help if you are having problems.

June 26, 2009 | 90 Views | No Comments

My ass hurts today. I got some of the house cleaned. I watched the new transformer movie with my son. I got gas at circle K. The movie was pretty good but it was long as hell. I was thankful I am no longer a smoker I would have been a cranky bitch by the time I got out of there.

I am tired and guess I will end with that.

Afternoon note. 25 Jun.

June 25, 2009 | 135 Views | 1 Comment

Went to work today. Didnt do much there.  A little slow. Went to pick up chickens today at Holmesville Ag Service. They are wonderful people. Got home put baby chicks in their temporary housing area. Havent felt well since I got out of work. Maybe the heat. –although if it would rain, it may cool down a little.– I took a nap after work, was woke up for dinner. Very foul mood when I got up. Dinner was so-so. Trying to decide whether I want to clean the house (which I should be doing or if I want to take the kids out for a drive and watch the storms brewing. We all know that driving is prolly going to win out. We’ll see.

golden comet chicks

golden comet chicks

Goat1 and mumpkin

Goat1 and mumpkin

Goat 1 is between 8-10 weeks old.

old lady chickens

old lady chickens

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June 23, 2009 | 81 Views | No Comments

The G:Standard 3.0.beta01 (2.9.80) is Released

June 23, 2009 | 97 Views | No Comments

The G:Standard 3.0.beta01 (2.9.80) is Released

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May 17, 2009 | 93 Views | No Comments

If it were fluid for all of us to migrate to infinitude obstreporous locations then the geese would fall in the order they were brought into being. Those damn geese. Floor stepping is the stride we chose to digress sideways in different directions to move the mockery forwards then back. Why then why then why then is it that we twitch from the high voltage shock that we get from looking to the sky for our answers? I can only say e. Yes e. The bottle top is white. White is the way we should move. If the progression is towards the white then what is one to do with the tongue? The canister is blue and blue controls my life. It is one of those things that you feel you cannot live without but do not notice the importance of it until it runs dry. When it is dry then the neurol receptors tell you you have done overlooked the financial district and it needs repaired now! Now. Now. Red however, red calms. Red kills. But red makes the stomach feels better. I do not like the socket but I still have it. I have it and it will travel with me. For when I am in need of it. For there will be a time when I am in the dark cold biosphere and will be in dire need of that socket. The wetnap dances tirelessly upon my shoulder, mocking me. Telling me of its joys and dislikes in such a way that I have to shudder as I look out its window. no more starring out that window. I desire to wander but I cannot, I am stuck, wanderlusting, pacing, and thinking of cool breezes and comfortable hammers. That numbness that only comes from the yellow cereal bowl. You know the one. The one that smiles even when it is trapped in the jaws of the penguin. Knowing its existance is at stake, still smiling.  thank you Deasie Bopenster for knowing the existance and propogating feet that we may dangle from in hopes and desires that linger in the forfront of the hippocampus. for my toes are cold and my mind is wabbly I know that this song will pass and I will step out from behind the bales.