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Tuesday, April 27th, 2021

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    12:26a
    piedošanas koncepts ir reāli lielākais scams, more like kaut kāda gaslighting forma, šķiet. Kāds prikols ir prasīt piedošanu no cilvēka, kas nejūt vēlmi piedot (sevišķi, ja to apzinās abas puses). Tikai tāda knapa formalitāte vien ir. Pateikšu "piedod" tikai, lai otrs nomierinātos, bet īstenībā jau tas vārds neko nenozīmē. Nē, es Tev nepiedošu, nepiedošu, jo tā lietas nestrādā. Tā vietā atcererēšos izdarīto, visus kas kāpēc kad un kā, accordingly mainot savu attieksmi un uzvedību, mācoties no notikušā. Un tas, ka es nepiedodu, nenozīmē, ka dusmojos vai turu ļaunu prātu (latviešu valoda dažreiz ir tik ugly, vai arī es vnk nemāku atrast labus vārdus). Mēs taču varam turpināt dzīvot arī ja nav notikusi "piedod, atvaino" apmaiņa. Mēs pat varam palikt draugi un mīļotie, nepiedodot viens otram.
    Šis man atgādina indulgenču (tā to vārdu loka?) pārdošanu viduslaikos. Ķipa viens vārds, viens papīrīts un tev taps piedots. Cik viegli mēs, cilvēki, tomēr pārdodamies.

    https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fregObNcHC8
    2:16a
    iedzer fanta, būs bambuča
    10:35a
    //This is the law, keep it in your mind. FROM HIS
    CRADLE TO HIS GRAVE A MAN NEVER DOES A SINGLE THING WHICH HAS
    ANY
    FIRST AND FOREMOST OBJECT BUT ONE -- TO SECURE PEACE OF MIND,
    SPIRITUAL COMFORT, FOR HIMSELF//

    //O.M. At this. That we (mankind) have ticketed ourselves
    with a number of qualities to which we have given misleading
    names. Love, Hate, Charity, Compassion, Avarice, Benevolence,
    and so on. I mean we attach misleading MEANINGS to the names.
    They are all forms of self-contentment, self-gratification, but
    the names so disguise them that they distract our attention from
    the fact. Also we have smuggled a word into the dictionary which
    ought not to be there at all--Self-Sacrifice. It describes a
    thing which does not exist. But worst of all, we ignore and
    never mention the Sole Impulse which dictates and compels a man's
    every act: the imperious necessity of securing his own approval,
    in every emergency and at all costs. To it we owe all that we
    are. It is our breath, our heart, our blood. It is our only
    spur, our whip, our goad, our only impelling power; we have no
    other. Without it we should be mere inert images, corpses; no
    one would do anything, there would be no progress, the world
    would stand still. We ought to stand reverently uncovered when
    the name of that stupendous power is uttered.

    Y.M. I am not convinced.

    O.M. You will be when you think.//


    http://pinkmonkey.com/dl/library1/digi036.pdf

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