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The last post [on dying]
Penmachine.com ^ | May 4, 2011 | Derek Miller

Posted on 05/05/2011 5:34:23 AM PDT by Daffynition

May 3, 2011. This is a copy of Derek Miller's last post, http://www.penmachine.com/2011/05/the-last-post.
His server is overloaded, despite his excellent planning to make it future- and load-ready.
I got it from Google Reader, so it should be accurate, but I can't promise anything. I'll take this page down (and forward any remaining traffic) the moment his server returns to normal. - Travis Smith

The last post

Here it is. I'm dead, and this is my last post to my blog. In advance, I asked that once my body finally shut down from the punishments of my cancer, then my family and friends publish this prepared message I wrote—the first part of the process of turning this from an active website to an archive.

If you knew me at all in real life, you probably heard the news already from another source, but however you found out, consider this a confirmation: I was born on June 30, 1969 in Vancouver, Canada, and I died in Burnaby on May 3, 2011, age 41, of complications from stage 4 metastatic colorectal cancer. We all knew this was coming.

That includes my family and friends, and my parents Hilkka and Juergen Karl. My daughters Lauren, age 11, and Marina, who's 13, have known as much as we could tell them since I first found I had cancer. It's become part of their lives, alas.

Airdrie

Of course it includes my wife Airdrie (née Hislop). Both born in Metro Vancouver, we graduated from different high schools in 1986 and studied Biology at UBC, where we met in '88. At a summer job working as park naturalists that year, I flipped the canoe Air and I were paddling and we had to push it to shore.

We shared some classes, then lost touch. But a few years later, in 1994, I was still working on campus. Airdrie spotted my name and wrote me a letter—yes! paper!—and eventually (I was trying to be a full-time musician, so chaos was about) I wrote her back. From such seeds a garden blooms: it was March '94, and by August '95 we were married. I have never had second thoughts, because we have always been good together, through worse and bad and good and great.

However, I didn't think our time together would be so short: 23 years from our first meeting (at Kanaka Creek Regional Park, I'm pretty sure) until I died? Not enough. Not nearly enough.

What was at the end

I haven't gone to a better place, or a worse one. I haven't gone anyplace, because Derek doesn't exist anymore. As soon as my body stopped functioning, and the neurons in my brain ceased firing, I made a remarkable transformation: from a living organism to a corpse, like a flower or a mouse that didn't make it through a particularly frosty night. The evidence is clear that once I died, it was over.

So I was unafraid of death—of the moment itself—and of what came afterwards, which was (and is) nothing. As I did all along, I remained somewhat afraid of the process of dying, of increasing weakness and fatigue, of pain, of becoming less and less of myself as I got there. I was lucky that my mental faculties were mostly unaffected over the months and years before the end, and there was no sign of cancer in my brain—as far as I or anyone else knew.

As a kid, when I first learned enough subtraction, I figured out how old I would be in the momentous year 2000. The answer was 31, which seemed pretty old. Indeed, by the time I was 31 I was married and had two daughters, and I was working as a technical writer and web guy in the computer industry. Pretty grown up, I guess.

Yet there was much more to come. I had yet to start this blog, which recently turned 10 years old. I wasn't yet back playing drums with my band, nor was I a podcaster (since there was no podcasting, nor an iPod for that matter). In techie land, Google was fresh and new, Apple remained "beleaguered," Microsoft was large and in charge, and Facebook and Twitter were several years from existing at all. The Mars rovers Spirit and Opportunity were three years away from launch, while the Cassini-Huygens probe was not quite half-way to Saturn. The human genome hadn't quite been mapped yet.

The World Trade Center towers still stood in New York City. Jean Chrétien remained Prime Minister of Canada, Bill Clinton President of the U.S.A., and Tony Blair Prime Minister of the U.K.—while Saddam Hussein, Hosni Mubarak, Kim Jong-Il, Ben Ali, and Moammar Qaddafi held power in Iraq, Egypt, North Korea, Tunisia, and Libya.

In my family in 2000, my cousin wouldn't have a baby for another four years. My other cousin was early in her relationship with the man who is now her husband. Sonia, with whom my mother had been lifelong friends (ever since they were both nine), was still alive. So was my Oma, my father's mom, who was then 90 years old. Neither my wife nor I had ever needed long-term hospitalization—not yet. Neither of our children was out of diapers, let alone taking photographs, writing stories, riding bikes and horses, posting on Facebook, or outgrowing her mother's shoe size. We didn't have a dog.

And I didn't have cancer. I had no idea I would get it, certainly not in the next decade, or that it would kill me.

Missing out

Why do I mention all this stuff? Because I've come to realize that, at any time, I can lament what I will never know, yet still not regret what got me where I am. I could have died in 2000 (at an "old" 31) and been happy with my life: my amazing wife, my great kids, a fun job, and hobbies I enjoyed. But I would have missed out on a lot of things.

And many things will now happen without me. As I wrote this, I hardly knew what most of them could even be. What will the world be like as soon as 2021, or as late as 2060, when I would have been 91, the age my Oma reached? What new will we know? How will countries and people have changed? How will we communicate and move around? Whom will we admire, or despise?

What will my wife Air be doing? My daughters Marina and Lolo? What will they have studied, how will they spend their time and earn a living? Will my kids have children of their own? Grandchildren? Will there be parts of their lives I'd find hard to comprehend right now?

What to know, now that I'm dead

There can't be answers today. While I was still alive writing this, I was sad to know I'll miss these things—not because I won't be able to witness them, but because Air, Marina, and Lauren won't have me there to support their efforts.

It turns out that no one can imagine what's really coming in our lives. We can plan, and do what we enjoy, but we can't expect our plans to work out. Some of them might, while most probably won't. Inventions and ideas will appear, and events will occur, that we could never foresee. That's neither bad nor good, but it is real.

I think and hope that's what my daughters can take from my disease and death. And that my wonderful, amazing wife Airdrie can see too. Not that they could die any day, but that they should pursue what they enjoy, and what stimulates their minds, as much as possible—so they can be ready for opportunities, as well as not disappointed when things go sideways, as they inevitably do.

I've also been lucky. I've never had to wonder where my next meal will come from. I've never feared that a foreign army will come in the night with machetes or machine guns to kill or injure my family. I've never had to run for my life (something I could never do now anyway). Sadly, these are things some people have to do every day right now.

A wondrous place

The world, indeed the whole universe, is a beautiful, astonishing, wondrous place. There is always more to find out. I don't look back and regret anything, and I hope my family can find a way to do the same.

What is true is that I loved them. Lauren and Marina, as you mature and become yourselves over the years, know that I loved you and did my best to be a good father.

Airdrie, you were my best friend and my closest connection. I don't know what we'd have been like without each other, but I think the world would be a poorer place. I loved you deeply, I loved you, I loved you, I loved you.

I encourage you to go to the original post and comment, if possible.


TOPICS: Health/Medicine; Society
KEYWORDS: gagdadbob; onecosmosblog
Link to blog w/ photos, videos


1 posted on 05/05/2011 5:34:26 AM PDT by Daffynition
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To: Daffynition

amazing stuff

I hope by now he knows he was wrong about no longer existing
God Bless Derek and his family


2 posted on 05/05/2011 5:44:11 AM PDT by silverleaf (All that is necessary for evil to succeed, is that good men do nothing)
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To: silverleaf

As long as you are unaware of Being, the reality of other humans will elude you, because you have not found your own. Your mind will like or dislike their form, which is not just their body but includes their mind as well. True relationship becomes possible only when there is an awareness of Being. Coming from Being, you will perceive another person’s body and mind as just a screen, as it were, behind which you can feel their true reality, as you feel yours. So, when confronted with someone else’s suffering or unconscious behavior, you stay present and in touch with Being, all suffering is recognized as an illusion. Suffering is due to identification with form. Miracles of healing sometimes occur through this realization, by awakening Being-consciousness in others — if they are ready. ~ Eckhart Tolle Compassion and Reality from The Power of Now


3 posted on 05/05/2011 5:48:08 AM PDT by Daffynition ("Don't just live your life, but witness it also.")
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To: silverleaf

It would be a better thing for him if he did not know. Eternity is going to happen to us, whether we believe it or not.


4 posted on 05/05/2011 5:48:25 AM PDT by ruesrose (It's possible to be clueless without being blonde.)
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To: Daffynition

As someone who endured chemo and lived, that was a tough read... RIP.


5 posted on 05/05/2011 5:48:29 AM PDT by wyowolf
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To: wyowolf
I understand. Those of us who have been with cancer patients until the end, understand this blogger. Facing your own immortality is a process not everyone can/will experience.

Compassion is the awareness of a deep bond between yourself and all creatures. But there are two sides to compassion, two sides to this bond. On the one hand, since you are still here as a physical body, you share the vulnerability and mortality of your physical form with every other human and with every living being. Next time you say "I have nothing in common with this person," remember that you have a great deal in common: A few years from now -- two years or seventy years, it doesn't make much difference-- both of you will have become rotting corpses, then piles of dust, then nothing at all. This is a sobering and humbling realization that leaves little room for pride. Is this a negative thought? No, it is a fact. Why close your eyes to it? In that sense, there is total equality between you and every other creature.

One of the most powerful spiritual practices is to meditate deeply on the mortality of physical forms, including your own. This is called: Die before you die. Go into it deeply. Your physical form is dissolving, is no more. Then a moment comes when all mind-forms or thoughts also dies. Yet you are still there-- the divine presence that you are. Radiant, fully awake. Nothing that was real ever died, only names, forms, and illusions.

The realizaton of this deathless dimension, your true nature, is the other side of compassion. On a deep feeling-level, you now recognize not only your own immortality but through your own that of every other creature as well. On the level of form, you share mortality and the precariousness of existence. On the level of Being, you share eternal, radiant life. These are the two aspects of compassion. In compassion, the seemingly opposite feelings of sadness and joy merge into one and become transmuted into a deep inner peace. This is the peace of God. It is one of the most noble feelings that humans are capable of, and it has great healing and transformative power. But true compassion, as I have just described it, is as yet rare. To have deep empathy for the suffering of another being certainly requires a high degree of consciousness but represents only one side of compassion. It is not complete. True compassion goes beyond empathy or sympathy. It does not happen until sadness merges with joy, the joy of Being beyond form, the joy of eternal life.

6 posted on 05/05/2011 5:55:54 AM PDT by Daffynition ("Don't just live your life, but witness it also.")
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To: Daffynition

Wow. One of the few people who can actually handle the reality that death is indeed the end, and not pin their hopes on some fantasy afterworld.


7 posted on 05/05/2011 6:04:24 AM PDT by A_perfect_lady (Islam is as Islam does.)
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To: A_perfect_lady
Love is love. The eternal Now.


100 billion points of light
on a living breathing vibrating sphere
travelling through the vastness
learning lessons of love and life and death
recognizing the beauty of creation
feeling the spectrum of emotion
receiving the gift
with each breath

solstice prayers
dear friend
blessed be

"There is a vitality, a life force, a quickening
That is translated through you into action,
And because there is only one of you in all time,
This expression is unique.
If you block it,
It will never exist through any other medium
And be lost.
The world will never have it.
It is not your business to determine how good it is,
Nor how valuable it is,
Nor how it compares with other expressions.
It is your business to keep it yours, clearly and directly,
To keep the channel open.
You do not even have to believe in yourself or your work.
You have to keep open and aware
Directly to the urges that motivate you.
Keep the channel open.
No artist is pleased.
There is no satisfaction whatever at any time.
There is only a queer, divine dissatisfaction,
A blessed unrest that keeps us marching
And makes us more alive than others."
And
For no reason
I start skipping like a child.

And
For no reason
I turn into a leaf
That is is carried so high
I kiss the Sun's mouth
And dissolve.

And
For no reason
A thousand birds
Choose my head for a conference table,
Start passing their cups of wine
And their wild song books all around.

And
For no reason in existence
I begin to eternally,
To eternally laugh and love!

When I turn into a leaf
And start dancing,
I run to kiss our beautiful Friend
And I dissolve in the Truth
That I am.

8 posted on 05/05/2011 6:25:48 AM PDT by Daffynition ("Don't just live your life, but witness it also.")
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To: A_perfect_lady

“pin their hopes on some fantasy afterworld.”

I am one of those...fantasy after-worlders. I serve a risen Lord. I feel great sorrow for those who can not look forward to an everlasting life in his presence, and you can too.


9 posted on 05/05/2011 6:31:04 AM PDT by bluecollarman (searching .......)
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To: A_perfect_lady

Can you expand what you mean about a fantasy afterworld? Are you talking about 72virgins or something else? curious....


10 posted on 05/05/2011 6:33:01 AM PDT by oust the louse (We have moved decisively from a Nation of makers to a Nation of takers.)
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To: Daffynition
Leak Kindly Light

"Lead, Kindly Light, amidst th'encircling gloom,
Lead Thou me on!
The night is dark, and I am far from home,
Lead Thou me on!
Keep Thou my feet; I do not ask to see
The distant scene; one step enough for me.

I was not ever thus, nor prayed that Thou
Shouldst lead me on;
I loved to choose and see my path; but now
Lead Thou me on!
I loved the garish day, and, spite of fears,
Pride ruled my will. Remember not past years!

So long Thy power hath blest me, sure it still
Will lead me on.
O’er moor and fen, o’er crag and torrent, till
The night is gone,
And with the morn those angel faces smile,
Which I have loved long since, and lost awhile!

Meantime, along the narrow rugged path,
Thyself hast trod,
Lead, Saviour, lead me home in childlike faith,
Home to my God.
To rest forever after earthly strife
In the calm light of everlasting life."

11 posted on 05/05/2011 6:40:23 AM PDT by Carpe Cerevisi
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To: Carpe Cerevisi

D’oh! “Leak” should be “Lead” for the title.


12 posted on 05/05/2011 6:42:06 AM PDT by Carpe Cerevisi
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To: A_perfect_lady
I feel sorry that this poor lost soul is now finding out the error of his beliefs, too late to do anything about it but suffer anguish and torment forever. Three years and seventeen days ago I faced death too. I was dying and stood only a very tiny chance of surviving a surgery to save me. I too was at peace, But the difference was that I was in a win-win situation; I would either remain with my wonderful loving wife for a while longer, or I would go on to be forever with my loving God. We each make a choice, and we will live with it throughout eternity, in Heaven or in Hell.
13 posted on 05/05/2011 7:00:53 AM PDT by rightly_dividing (1 Cor. 15: 1-4)
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To: Daffynition; betty boop; Alamo-Girl
"I haven't gone to a better place, or a worse one. I haven't gone anyplace, because Derek doesn't exist anymore. As soon as my body stopped functioning, and the neurons in my brain ceased firing, I made a remarkable transformation: from a living organism to a corpse, like a flower or a mouse that didn't make it through a particularly frosty night. The evidence is clear that once I died, it was over."

Ignoring the fact that he uses the future tense as if it were the past tense, his atheism and naturalism are self-refuting. If his presuppositions were true it was impossible for him to know what he claimed know. He claimed that his knowledge that once he died it was over was based on "the evidence". Really? Did he look everywhere and examine everything in the entire universe? He would have to be omniscient to do that, making himself God. The internal contradictions are apparent in what he wrote. On one hand he says, "What to know, now that I'm dead", and on the other hand he says, "There can't be answers today."

If all he was was a concatenation of molecules and atoms banging around the very rationality he assumes, as well as the love, truth and beauty, good and bad he speaks of to his daughters are all meaningless nonsense. Matter in motion is not "good" or "bad". Love and hate would be nothing more than monistic, blind, electrochemical activity.

What is true is that I loved them. Lauren and Marina, as you mature and become yourselves over the years, know that I loved you and did my best to be a good father.

Airdrie, you were my best friend and my closest connection. I don't know what we'd have been like without each other, but I think the world would be a poorer place. I loved you deeply, I loved you, I loved you, I loved you.

He wasn't a very consistent atheist. In spite of himself, his professions of love are eloquent testimony to his inner knowledge of God as Creator, as well as a damning indictment of the futility of his professed Naturalism.

Cordially,

14 posted on 05/05/2011 7:01:46 AM PDT by Diamond (He has erected a multitude of new offices, and sent hither swarms of officers to harass our people,)
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To: Carpe Cerevisi

15 posted on 05/05/2011 7:02:33 AM PDT by Daffynition ("Don't just live your life, but witness it also.")
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To: A_perfect_lady
Heaven is a fantasy world?

I'm dying from a horrible illness (Pulmonary Fibrosis). I'm now afraid of death because I KNOW that when I pass from this body, I will be in the presence of God. Fantasy I think not.

16 posted on 05/05/2011 7:13:26 AM PDT by Coldwater Creek (He who dwells in the shelter of the Most High will rest in the shadow of the Almighty Psalm 91:)
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To: Diamond

I’m wondering if the author hasn’t put his toe into the waters of *Cartesian Solipsism.* ;)

Stand in any train station you choose and you’ll always see that some unannounced destinations are more popular than others.


17 posted on 05/05/2011 7:14:41 AM PDT by Daffynition ("Don't just live your life, but witness it also.")
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To: Coldwater Creek

NOT


18 posted on 05/05/2011 7:16:50 AM PDT by Coldwater Creek (He who dwells in the shelter of the Most High will rest in the shadow of the Almighty Psalm 91:)
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To: Coldwater Creek

I’m sorry to hear this and I did just pray for you and your family.


19 posted on 05/05/2011 7:22:55 AM PDT by rightly_dividing (1 Cor. 15: 1-4)
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To: Coldwater Creek

A huge hurdle, IMO, is to see and take things just as they are.

‘As men begin to arouse themselves from slumber, they start to see their own life as a metaphor;
for what, specifically, is unclear, but they feel most assured that their individual existence is
but a metaphor for something greater.

Then as they become able to actually arise from their bed of distraction and step out
of their darkened room into the natural light, metaphors and allegories disappear
in the splendor of everyday things just as they are.’

‘One man says that all of his metaphysical efforts and studies are finally beginning to pay off,
and with such intensity and with such magnitude that on some mornings he is able to stand free
in the middle of the room, holding on to nothing – and put on his socks without falling over and
hurting himself!’


20 posted on 05/05/2011 7:51:51 AM PDT by Daffynition ("Don't just live your life, but witness it also.")
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To: Diamond
If all he was was a concatenation of molecules and atoms banging around the very rationality he assumes, as well as the love, truth and beauty, good and bad he speaks of to his daughters are all meaningless nonsense. Matter in motion is not "good" or "bad". Love and hate would be nothing more than monistic, blind, electrochemical activity.

So very true, dear Diamond!

Thank you for sharing your insights!

21 posted on 05/05/2011 7:56:59 AM PDT by Alamo-Girl
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To: Coldwater Creek

I am joined in earnest prayer for you, dear Coldwater Creek!


22 posted on 05/05/2011 7:58:00 AM PDT by Alamo-Girl
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To: Coldwater Creek

I have kept you in my prayers regularly and will continue to do so, FRiend.


23 posted on 05/05/2011 8:00:07 AM PDT by Allegra (Hey! Stop looking at my tagline like that.)
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To: Allegra

Thanks so much. I feel those prayers from FRiends.


24 posted on 05/05/2011 8:17:09 AM PDT by Coldwater Creek (He who dwells in the shelter of the Most High will rest in the shadow of the Almighty Psalm 91:)
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To: Alamo-Girl

Thanks!


25 posted on 05/05/2011 8:17:55 AM PDT by Coldwater Creek (He who dwells in the shelter of the Most High will rest in the shadow of the Almighty Psalm 91:)
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To: rightly_dividing

Thanks!


26 posted on 05/05/2011 8:18:54 AM PDT by Coldwater Creek (He who dwells in the shelter of the Most High will rest in the shadow of the Almighty Psalm 91:)
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To: Daffynition; betty boop
"..Suffering is due to identification with form. Miracles of healing sometimes occur through this realization, by awakening Being-consciousness in others — if they are ready." ~ Eckhart Tolle. .."

The whole stupidity -- or at least superficiality -- of the new age movement in general and of the Eckhart Tolles of the world in particular can be summed up in one word: realizationism.

Schuon coined this term to describe a "pernicious error" which nevertheless "seems to be axiomatic with the false gurus of the East and West"; specifically, the claim that "only 'realization' counts and that 'theory' is nothing, as if man were not a thinking being and as if he could undertake anything whatsoever without knowing where he was going.

False masters speak readily of 'developing latent energies'; now one can go to hell with all the developments and all the energies one pleases; it is in any case better to die with a good theory than with a false 'realization.' What the pseudo-spiritualists lose sight of only too easily is that... 'there is no right superior to that of the truth.'”

Precisely. ..."

The Wisdom of Over-Educated Fools and Holy Hucksters

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"[Tolle]......an ignoramus with a broken moral compass.

"Don't get me wrong. ..... I'm sure he's a "nice" man. In browsing the pages of his book, there is definitely some truth in it, but it is about as deep as a Hallmark greeting card, aimed at a mediocre level of intellect, and so interspersed with banality and error as to be functionally useless. It is fast food for the soul, if there could actually be such a thing without contradicting itself ("soul" and "depth" being nearly synonymous). It also shows that there are some very hungry and emaciated souls out there, willing to eat anything.

"I will admit that he is an awesome businessman, however. In that area, I bow to his superiority. He's up there in the stratosphere with Tony Robbins, Deepak Chopra, and Bennie Hinn.

Tolle Troll Smackdown

<>

"..... Eckhart Tolle, one of those post-historical new age gurus who only concern themselves with the Power of Now, but not all of the other powers, principalities, thrones, and dominions..."

27 posted on 05/05/2011 8:58:03 AM PDT by Matchett-PI ("Freedom's Just Another Word For Nothing Left to Tax " ~ Gagdad Bob)
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To: Matchett-PI
Thanks for your *opinion.* I hope you feel better.;D

For you to be free, the mind must be let free to be itself -- not let be itself, but let free to be itself. The man who knows the difference, knows the difference.

28 posted on 05/05/2011 10:06:25 AM PDT by Daffynition ("Don't just live your life, but witness it also.")
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To: A_perfect_lady; betty boop
"Wow. One of the few people who can actually handle the reality that death is indeed the end, and not pin their hopes on some fantasy afterworld" ~ A_perfect_lady

"If anyone wants to know why I so despise the secular left -- why it is the mortal enemy of [our] way of life -- perusing this infrahuman dispatch from the bowels of metaphysical ignorance would serve as well as any, for it reveals the ultimate premise and goal of the left in all its hideously naked barbarity, which is to turn man into a beast. Entitled Science Friday: You Are Not That Special, it reads,

"a pair of recent articles point up the folly of making tool use the test of humanity. It appears that chimpanzees had their own 'stone age.' Around the same time the pyramids were being constructed in Egypt, Chimps in West Africa were using stone tools to get at hard-shelled nuts. It's not only chimpanzees of the past who use tools. It's long been known that some bands of modern chimps use sticks to tease insects from their hives."

"There, you see? This ignoramus looks at the vast panorama of creation and concludes that one of the seven wonders of the world is indistinguishible from a hungry monkey cracking open a nut. By this adamantine logic, Kos himself is nothing more than a grubby chimp poking his joystick into a cyberhole to satisfy his animal impulses. Which, of course, is entirely true, but that's beside the point.

"The self-confessed beast in question then asks, ...." Continue reading here:

The Subhuman Agenda of the Psychospiritual Left

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"...This is one of the intrinsic errors of scientism, as it tries to pretend it can get along without final causes, even while habitually slipping them in the back door. For the truth is, one cannot even think coherently in the absence of final causation. ... [....]

"Metaphysics deals with ultimate causes "from above," i.e., the vertical, as opposed to the purely horizontal causes explored by science. Thus, one way to eliminate final cause is to simply pretend that the vertical does not exist, even though, again, the very conduct of science is impossible in the absence of verticality, no matter how attenuated. The moment a scientist has said "truth," he has said "vertical," and therefore finality, absolute, and God. For the truth of something is its final cause.

"What is the truth of man?

"Note that the materialist does not really eliminate final cause.

"Rather, he simply affirms that the final cause is the material or efficient cause, i.e., random matter and energy.

"That being the case, he is promulgating the metaphysical absurdity of "absolute relativism," or --------- the impossible idea that the ultimate meaning of existence is ultimate meaninglessness.

HERE

30 posted on 05/05/2011 10:17:06 AM PDT by Matchett-PI ("Freedom's Just Another Word For Nothing Left to Tax " ~ Gagdad Bob)
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To: Daffynition

My mom is home to hospice, lung cancer. It’s hard to watch every day.


31 posted on 05/05/2011 10:28:16 AM PDT by Pylon (Tagline: (optional, printed after your name on post):)
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To: Daffynition
"For you to be free, the mind must be let free to be itself -- not let be itself, but let free to be itself. The man who knows the difference, knows the difference."

Yeah! Hooray for the ability to "know the difference".:)

"There is no meaningful terrestrial freedom in the absence of the human will, but the will is only free to the extent that it is free from certain repetitive actions and mechanical patterns of thought, which we call Mind Parasites. ...".

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People will do virtually anything to avoid thinking their thoughts, and the very existence my profession proves it. No other animal needs a "psychologist" to help it find out who it actually is and to manage what it is thinking behind its back! ......For when it comes right down to it, aren't the vast majority of human problems caused by the misuse of imagination? By people imagining things that just aren't so, and then acting on them? It's not just stupidity, but stupidity filtered through imagination, which is a farce multiplier. ...."

32 posted on 05/05/2011 10:48:24 AM PDT by Matchett-PI ("Freedom's Just Another Word For Nothing Left to Tax " ~ Gagdad Bob)
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To: Matchett-PI

When, from a view-of-possibility unknown to them, a whole species is dumb, how can any individually be properly so identified?

The answer of course is that they can't, and that only the doubly dense so involve themselves.

...Oh yeah, this equally applies to an individual, and his judgment of the intelligence of his own thinking.

Is that *your* blog?

33 posted on 05/05/2011 1:20:20 PM PDT by Daffynition ("Don't just live your life, but witness it also.")
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To: Pylon

The process is amazing. Hope you can be strong for each other. Observe and listen. You won’t regret it.


34 posted on 05/05/2011 3:02:21 PM PDT by Daffynition ("Don't just live your life, but witness it also.")
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To: Daffynition
"Is that *your* blog?"

No, it isn't.

35 posted on 05/05/2011 3:15:57 PM PDT by Matchett-PI ("Freedom's Just Another Word For Nothing Left to Tax " ~ Gagdad Bob)
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To: Daffynition
"When, from a view-of-possibility unknown to them, a whole species is dumb, how can any individually be properly so identified? The answer of course is that they can't, and that only the doubly dense so involve themselves. ...Oh yeah, this equally applies to an individual, and his judgment of the intelligence of his own thinking.

Whoever you quoted thinks of him/herself as a mere "animal", or less. Poor thing.

36 posted on 05/05/2011 3:25:49 PM PDT by Matchett-PI ("Freedom's Just Another Word For Nothing Left to Tax " ~ Gagdad Bob)
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To: Coldwater Creek

If you believe that Jesus died so that our sins may be forgiven, then you should not be afraid. I believe that God is a loving Father. Just as we love our children. He is so much greater than us and I am sure knowing our hearts, I would think he wouldn’t leave you out in the cold.


37 posted on 05/05/2011 3:39:21 PM PDT by HungarianGypsy
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To: windcliff

ping


38 posted on 05/05/2011 3:49:17 PM PDT by stylecouncilor (What Would Jim Thompson Do?)
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To: HungarianGypsy

What you say is true. I’m a born again Christian, and have perfect peace in this illness and dying.

Thanks for your post!


39 posted on 05/05/2011 4:11:29 PM PDT by Coldwater Creek (He who dwells in the shelter of the Most High will rest in the shadow of the Almighty Psalm 91:)
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To: Matchett-PI

Finally, you answered a simple question. Amazing.

Have you or have you not read Tolle? Anything?

What are your thoughts about mortality?

Yes sir, I guess a little compassion and common sense can count for something –
just don’t expect it to mean anything if you stay in your room with your mind locked.

And speaking of locks:
Did you hear the one about the philosopher, the proctologist, and the mining engineer
who wanted to break the genetic code?
“Yes, yes, that probably too is all well and good, but I still await a reply to my earlier inquiry.”
Mein Got! .... the munchkin lives!


40 posted on 05/05/2011 4:23:02 PM PDT by Daffynition ("Don't just live your life, but witness it also.")
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To: Daffynition
"Have you or have you not read Tolle?"

I thought I made it clear that I would no more read Tolle than I would read Tony Robbins, Deepak Chopra or anyone else representing the Psychospiritual Left

41 posted on 05/05/2011 4:36:37 PM PDT by Matchett-PI ("Freedom's Just Another Word For Nothing Left to Tax " ~ Gagdad Bob)
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To: Matchett-PI

Life by Cliff Notes. Cool.......Uhh, sir, get thee to a reflecting device, quick (if you wanna stay normal).

*The government specifies that line 17(b) should be filled in here, wherein you respond
“yes or no,” you do not yet understand the practical uses of the unexpected,
even when it is as harmless as the verbal variety, involving such meaningless
matters as mirrors and minnows.

According to a secret report from the nonstandard space agency,
some reasonable beings from an intelligent planet, while on a mission,
made an emergency landing on a certain world which proved to be most strange;
the inhabitants there purposefully made one another feel bad and guilty
through ceaseless verbal attacks on each other.
...(The report goes on to say that our crew repaired the fatibulator as quickly as possible,
and got the hell outta there.* [Whew! I’ll say.]) ;D


42 posted on 05/05/2011 4:46:17 PM PDT by Daffynition ("Don't just live your life, but witness it also.")
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To: Daffynition

Ding! Ding!


43 posted on 05/05/2011 4:56:56 PM PDT by Matchett-PI ("Freedom's Just Another Word For Nothing Left to Tax " ~ Gagdad Bob)
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