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INNER CHILD
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Painting by Jana Heidersdorf (http://janaheidersdorf.com)
The End of Illusions is The Death of The Inner Child
~ Lawrence R. Spencer ~
DYING TO ENTERTAIN
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Why is it that killing, mayhem, destruction, murder, blood & guts, war and death in general are called “entertainment”? It’s not just on television. Dying horribly has featured as the prominent theme in books, magazines, newspapers, plays, movies and every kind of “entertainment” ever conceived. A couple thousand years ago we used to go to arenas all over the Roman Empire to watch people slaughter each other and innocent animals by the thousands! Bloody “sports” like boxing, wrestling, sword fighting, and jousting have been popular for thousands of years. More people have been slaughtered on battlefields all over the world throughout human history than by any other cause (except disease and old age).
Why are homo sapiens are utterly fascinated by, and relish violent, dramatic death? Why is death entertaining?
My guess is because we don’t really die. We just keep on coming back and doing it all again. What we really love about death is the drama, the mystery and the pain of playing a game.
— Lawrence R. Spencer, 2012
ARCANITY
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The ultimate arcanity is the human incomprehension of the animating essence of life forms. Therefore, body death causes amnesia to those who do not comprehend the difference between the life source and the life form.
~ Lawrence R. Spencer ~
6,000 YEAR OLD COUPLE
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Old couples know it doesn’t matter what anyone thinks of our bodies.
We’re pleased to know that sex has nothing to do with happiness.
It’s good to know there’s is at least one person who needs our help.
We discovered that no sex is good sex. Being together is fine.
Love is the joy of listening to each other talk about nothing.
We know what we mean before we say it, but we listen anyway.
Our aches and pains are more interesting than the evening news.
There’s comfort in the sound of snoring. We’re both still here.
I know I’ll miss you and you’ll miss me when we’re gone.
Most of all, we know we’re always together no matter where we are.
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By Lawrence R. Spencer. 2011.