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Re: Transpersonal and/or/vrs Instinctual RelationshipsWhitewave said Sep 3, 2006, 12:09 AM: |
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I see. So it seems as if they have been chosen consciously, is that right? Deliberately and intentionally from a high place of deep freedom. That would be very cool! |
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Re: Transpersonal and/or/vrs Instinctual RelationshipsWhitewave said Sep 4, 2006, 3:13 PM: |
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Gorgeous! |
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Re: Transpersonal and/or/vrs Instinctual RelationshipsWhitewave said Jan 21, 2007, 10:46 PM: |
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I have just been having the hardest time figuring out how to write about this! It seems I can think about it and find something to say when I'm busy doing other things - housework, driving, fucking… - but when I'm sitting at my desk and my hands are on the keyboard, it disappears. It must be in a part of my brain that I just don't usually use at this time. That's all I can figure. -O- “Sometimes I miss her, the ole Mimi-doll. I miss being raped by a focusless gaze, the anonymity of being the centripetal force in a roomful of dicks, of being the other woman, the faceless other woman we females all fear, that bitch who makes our boyfriend / husband / lover drool and cower and snicker and groan, balls heavy and leaden and loaded with lust for the something more, the something more men always want because monogamy is just not in their sex. I want to be the high carbohydrate, benzene loaded, phenylanine fizzy smack, laced with aspartame and bursting with sugary, acidic cancer agents. I want to be the snack which fails to satisfy, the food for the hungry ghosts with empty holes where a stomach should be. I want to be Mimi again, for all the good it does me, did me. Sometimes, I miss her. I miss her most, I think, when I slide back into her again. I feel it when I overhear another girl talk, a civilian – you know, not a stripper. “So in front of the whole lecture theatre the Professor made her take her lab jacket off because it wasn’t pressed, and all she had on underneath was a bra. All the girls in the class were crying.” There are days when you weep because your precious pride and your indignation and your idea of self has been destroyed by the simple act of exposure, and I will be staring at you with a sneer resting upon my lovely face, the fires of purgatory in my lovely eyes, fanned fires, swallowing up great gulps of oxygen. Haven’t we all seen the movie featuring the quivering female servant forced to undress in front of the stone-eyed master of the house, how her eyes slide with a choked sob to a distant corner of the room as his hand reaches, greedy, into his pants?…” http://miminewyork.blogspot.com/2006/09/me-me.html ”The ravages against black womanhood are legion, but with big butts on endless display in videos and “bitch” and “ho” all but commonplace in hip-hop lyrics, one particularly sad and disturbing case comes to mind. Sarah Baartman (1789-1816) survived the slaughter of her people, only to be exploited for centuries hence. She was born in what we now call South Africa as a Khoikhoi, and enslaved in Cape Town by wealthy Britons. Her exceedingly large rear end, especially prominent on a short 4-foot-7 frame, gave associates of her enslavers the idea that there was money to be made. So Baartman went off to London, where she was christened “Hottentot Venus” and put on public display. She was marketed as the freak show to end all freak shows. She was made to bandy about in a cage, her derriere in full and barely clothed view, and would be told to perform a song or dance for the leering, jeering patrons. The spectacle became a smash hit, inspiring bawdy parlor songs. Baartman actually enjoyed a brief measure of dignity in her downtime from “performing”, but such luxuries were a thing of the past by the time the enterprise made its way to Paris. Have we really progressed much since the days of Sara Baartman? … ” http://blissfullyclueless.blogspot.com/2006/03/video-vixens-victims-of-exploitation.html -O- And on and on. These are also rooted in the “non-personal experiential archetypes”. “Gut-deep acting out” indeed. There is a direct link between sex and violence which the Modern World has been trying to break for a very long time. For many, it seemed as though we were making progress. Then this. I wanna figure out what is going on here. Especially since I'm innerested in Shadow Work so that means that this is not going to go away. It may go underground again for a while, but it won't really go away until we figure out what we need out of this. Is there anything here that is worth keeping? Any babies in this bathwater? I am especially captivated by mimi's fantastic prose as she secures the future of unevolved male biases by knowingly betraying her gender from within. Paid by a higher bidder, she throws the game and brings all her teammates down with her. Who is this higher bidder? What are they paying her? What do they really want? Is there another way to get that without doing this? Or is this really necessary? Is this the result of the legend of Lilith or is Lilith the result of this? Something is telling me - no, whispering to me… that this is somehow necessary. [Anyone else hearing that TOOL song in their heads?… “This is necessary. This is necessary. Life feeds on life feeds on life feeds on life feeds on.. This is necessary…” ~Disgustipated. I'm prolly not going to make too many friends among the New Age crowd with this line of thought, but I'm not too concerned about that. What I'm mainly concerned with is helping humanity to become what it was meant to be - the Manifest expression of God. So, while I realize that in one way everything is “always already” perfect, in another way, this is really not okay and something must be done. But repression isn't it. So, what do we do? Is is fair to adopt a mythology that makes sense of it all? A metaphysics? Ken Wilber is making the case for dropping all the metaphysics because it is like a ball and chain at the moment, keeping us from ascending above the level of Mutual Assured Destruction. That's fair. And I guess he encourages us to integrate this impulse as individuals and find a way to fit it into our daily life, liberty and pursuit of happiness. Dropping the Old, Old Story, isolating the impulse and fitting it into the new Story that is being created as we speak. Is this the task before us? From what I see, the people who are promoting this aesthetic or life-style choice are ready and willing to own this impulse… and not much else. It seems they're not gonna drop it or get out of our faces until we all follow suit. Can we do this? How should we proceed? ~Ww |
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Re: Transpersonal and/or/vrs Instinctual RelationshipsPantergnosis said Feb 21, 2007, 12:30 PM: |
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KW has made a good point of descerning the pre and postpersonal. Instincts sounds very pre. Still there are other transpersonal theorists that have preferred to include many non-personal archetypal experiences in the term transpersonal. Both CG Jung and Stanislav grof are often doing that. In theory I guess KW is right, still f.ex Grof may have a point that we in a personal journey often will have all these levels mixed. In a holotropic breathwork session there will often be a strong and strange mixture of both pre- and transpersonal experiences, that may make up a wholeness together if one surrenders to it. And then a regressive reliving of ones birth may be a psycological rebirth that open up for deep transpersonal truths. |
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Re: Transpersonal and/or/vrs Instinctual Relationshipsjackii said Mar 27, 2007, 9:04 AM: |
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the perfect world is perfect, precisely because there are people who see that it is not perfect and choose to improve it as led by all that they connect to.
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