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1897. thoughtful - 10/17/2007 12:00:07 AM

Seamus, the comments you repeated in 1893 above, were made out of envy...envy of the creative drive* that leads a blank canvas or journal to call you so monstrously...envy at what seems to be a life so benevolent that these creative urges take on such meaning for you. My defining my monsters was only to suggest that from personal experience, I know life is not always as good to us as we wish it would be. My wish to you that these creative urges be the worst that happens to you for the rest of your life was no different from wishing you a long and happy life or toasting to your good health.

I don't see how that is patronizing.

How you found even a suggestion that I think [your] "existence is trivial and unworthy because [you] haven't maxed out in the pain department" in anything i expressed is really beyond me.

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*You see, one of the big frustrations in my life is that I lack the creativity genius my brother had to see things that never existed and make them so. My sorrow for him was that he never appreciated the wonderful gift he had or enjoyed it to even a fraction of what would have been possible.

1898. arkymalarky - 10/17/2007 12:36:20 AM

One of the best poets I ever had the pleasure to know personally was quadriplegic, injured in the last football game of his senior year in high school. He was raised by a temperamental (to put it as kindly as possible) aunt while his parents worked for the circus. His mother committed suicide and his father never had anything to do with him. My dad's working on a biography of this amazing man right now. I would link to information on him, but he hasn't made it into the internet. I posted a poem of his once, about his quadriplegia.

It's such a mystery what makes people what they are (and what fails to make them what they could be). That he should have lived through all that and loved everyone and everything in his life until the very end, with never a complaint and yet no denial, is as amazing as those great talents who are blessed in so many ways but are unable to perceive it, and who find very little but torment in what others view as a charmed life.

1899. wabbit - 10/17/2007 1:25:19 AM

Prof, is the full study available? I'd be very interested to read it. Do "people generally see themselves as better than others"? If so, wow. Also, just because I'm such a nitpicking bitch, she needs a proofreader.

Arky, please let us know as soon as your dad gets this next book out. Can you repost the poem in Poetry?

1900. psychprof - 10/17/2007 1:43:28 AM

Yes, Wabbit...

Taylor, S. E. & Brown J. D., Illusion and Well Being: A social psychological perspective on mental health. Psychological Bulletin, 1988, 103, 193-210.

1901. wabbit - 10/17/2007 1:57:57 AM

Ah, you no sooner repost that (am I blind or what?) than I find a link to a PDF version of the very article:

Illusion and Well Being: A social psychological perspective on mental health

and another to its follow-up:

Positive Illusions and Well Being Revisited

And hey, don't be such a stranger!

1902. Seamus - 10/17/2007 2:01:05 AM

t'ful, clearly we are at cross purposes, then, because for you to say that anyone else's life "seems...so benevolent that these creative urges take on such meaning" for them tells me you have no capacity to imagine anyone's suffering outside of your own, let alone the relationship between the creative impulse and someone else's life experiences.

I'd suggest you word your expressions of simple "envy" a bit less callously if you don't want them misread in the future. At least by me.

1903. TheWizardOfWhimsy - 10/17/2007 2:54:15 AM

Seamus and pp, thanks for the heads up and for the timeliness of your contributions. I tend to use the the term "illusion" not in a pejorative sense (as I think tful was using it), but rather in the "Maya (in Hinduism)" sense--which may help clarify some things for all parties here.

The ideas and concepts found in Eastern thought have absolutely nothing to do with the dogmas of Christianity, Islam and Judaism. How I wish people wouldn't lump them together. These ideas have everything to do with "reality" and understanding them can actually transform one's consciousness--which after all is said and done, is the ultimate goal of psyhcology, the arts, religion, philosopy, etc. and mature awareness.

1904. alistairconnor - 10/17/2007 10:09:27 AM

Hey PP, it's nice to know you're keeping an eye on us...
did you catch the Shakespeare in your drive-by? Ties in nicely, especially the second version... the virtues of "simple truth suppressed".

Personally I like to think that playfulness is the key...
When my love swears that she is made of truth,
I do believe her though I know she lies


-- i.e. all the world's a stage, and even in the most intimate relationships there is voluntary suspension of disbelief. As long as the private joke remains funny for both parties...

This probably makes me more fragile than the truly self-deluded, but, perhaps, more resilient too.

1905. TheWizardOfWhimsy - 10/17/2007 3:28:23 PM

Illusion, from the Latin, ludere - to play

1906. TheWizardOfWhimsy - 10/17/2007 3:30:48 PM

Btw, thanks for that psych paper, pp.

1907. arkymalarky - 10/17/2007 11:50:18 PM

Sure Wabbit. I'll dig it up and hopefully two or three others of his and post them in Poetry.

1908. TheWizardOfWhimsy - 10/18/2007 4:45:14 PM

1909. Ms. No - 6/24/2008 4:09:11 AM

I am so impressed by the good people I've heard today gleefully chortling over what they assume to be the eternal torment of a man who was married to the same woman for more than thirty years before being widowed. A man who raised a child in Hollywood who never ended up in a scandal, who is happily married herself, a productive member of society and still thinks of her dad as her hero. A man who once sent a royalty payment to a collegue because he used the man's idea --- even though nobody would ever have known he did it.

A man of integrity, honor and faithfulness.

And yet, I've heard no fewer than four people today talk about how he's burning in hellfire, three of them laughing their asses off doing their impressions of him screaming in agony.

THAT'S why people think so many self-proclaimed Christians are assholes.

Because so many of them are.

1910. wonkers2 - 6/24/2008 5:15:41 AM

Excuse my ignorance, Ms. No. To whom are you referring?

1911. Ms. No - 6/24/2008 5:28:40 AM

George Carlin.

Sorry, I was so caught up in my rant I forgot to mention.

1912. wonkers2 - 6/24/2008 3:32:18 PM

It should have been obvious to me. Anyway, I agree

1913. jexster - 9/25/2008 4:03:53 PM

Gay or God's Plan?

1914. jexster - 10/2/2008 6:39:33 PM

When you're sliding into home

and your pants are full of foam

Diarrhea, diarrhea


When you think your friends are joking
but your pants are brown and soaking:
Diarrhea, diarrhea.
Now you think you're feeling better
but you keep on getting wetter:
Diarrhea, diarrhea.

Toilet paper you need to gather
and your butt worked up a lather:
Diarrhea, diarrhea

When your stomach starts a rollin'
and you're cleaning out your colon:
Diarrhea, diarrhea.

When you're on the seat for hours
and it doesn't smell like flowers:
Diarrhea, diarrhea.

When the feeling's not that nice
and you have to flush it twice:
Diarrhea, diarrhea.

When you're rolling like a tire
and your intestines are on fire:
Diarrhea, diarrhea.

When your stomach really hurts,
and you know that it’s the squirts:
Diarrhea, diarrhea.

When you're miles from anywhere,
and your bowels just don't care:
Diarrhea, diarrhea.

When you're walkin down the hall,
and you feel something fall:
Diarrhea, diarrhea.

When your chillin’ with your daughter
and you feel the poopoo water:
Diarrhea, diarhea.

When you're fecally obsessed
and it splatters on your chest:
Diarrhea, diarrhea.

When you’re driving in your Ford
and corn fills up your cords:
Diarrhea, diarrhea.
(* In Cars)

When you’re in a Pontiac
and brown comes down your crack:
Diarrhea, diarrhea.
(* In Cars)

When you’re sitting in your Chevy
and you feel something heavy:
Diarrhea, diarrhea.
(* In Cars)

When you’re in a corvette
and you feel something wet:
Diarrhea, diarrhea.
(* In Cars)

When you’re driving in a race
and it flies up on your face:
Diarrhea, diarrhea.
(* In Cars)

When you’re driving down the road
and you’re butt tries to explode:
Diarrhea, diarrhea.
(* In Cars)
When you’re shifting into gear
and you feel something smear:
Diarrhea, diarrhea.
(* In Cars)

When you’re climbing in a tree
and it trickles on your knee:
Diarrhea, diarrhea.

When you’re swimming in the river
and your butt starts to quiver:
Diarrhea, diarrhea.

When you’re in the bathroom soaping
and your butt starts the opening:
Diarrhea, diarrhea.

When you’re rummaging in the attic
and your ass goes automatic:
Diarrhea, diarrhea.

When your bowels are paranoid
and you just busted a 'roid:
Diarrhea, diarrhea.

When you do a little dance
and it's gooey in yer pants:
Diarrhea, diarrhea.

When you’re lounging by the pool
and your ass begins to drool:
Diarrhea, diarrhea.

When you’re sitting on the fence
and you’re feeling hot and tense:
Diarrhea, diarrhea.

When you think you passed gas
and it’s wet in your ass:
Diarrhea, diarrhea.

1915. jexster - 10/2/2008 6:39:54 PM

When it floats down the gutter
and it looks like peanut butter:
Diarrhea, diarrhea.

When your tummy’s feeling funny
and your pants are hot n’ runny:
Diarrhea, diarrhea.

When you're sitting in the class
and its a running down your ass:
Diarrhea, diarrhea.

When your stomach’s feeling sick
and your turd is fast and slick:
Diarrhea, diarrhea.

When you’re looking at your shoes
and you feel something ooze:
Diarrhea, diarrhea.

When your stomach kinda hurts
and your anus starts to squirt:
Diarrhea, diarrhea.

When you’re running down the road
and you can’t control your load:
Diarrhea, diarrhea.

When you’re running down the hall
and something splatters on the wall:
Diarrhea, diarrhea.

When you’re dancin’ to the Clash
And you feel something splash:
Diarrhea, diarrhea.


When you are the nervous groom
and you make a fecal bloom:
Diarrhea, diarrhea.

When you smell just like a hog
and you make a liquid log:
Diarrhea, diarrhea.

When you don’t feel like a winner
and your butt blows out your dinner:
Diarrhea, diarrhea.

When you really want to shout
and it keeps on gushing out:
Diarrhea, diarrhea.

When you’re sitting on the pot
and it’s coming out a lot:
Diarrhea, diarrhea.

When it sounds just like a horn
and your butt pops out like corn:
Diarrhea, diarrhea.

When you’re shopping at the store
and it’s dripping on the floor:
Diarrhea, diarrhea.

When you’re acting like a fool
and your pants fill up with stool:
Diarrhea, diarrhea.

When you’re feeling kinda funky
and your butt is super skunky:
Diarrhea, diarrhea.

When you’re filling up your pants
and in a bowleg-cowboy stance:
Diarrhea, diarrhea.

When you start to beg and pray
and your butt begins to spray:
Diarrhea, diarrhea.

When your stomach really hurts
and you know it is the squirts:
Diarrhea, diarrhea.

When you’re miles from anywhere
and your bowels just don’t care:
Diarrhea, diarrhea.

1916. jexster - 10/3/2008 10:56:53 PM

Hidy Ho!

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