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--- In FairfieldLife@yahoogroups.com, "raunchydog" <raunchydog@...> wrote:
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> --- In FairfieldLife@yahoogroups.com, "Xenophaneros Anartaxius" <anartaxius@>
> wrote:
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> > --- In FairfieldLife@yahoogroups.com, Share Long <sharelong60@> wrote:
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> > > Doc, cringing at being likened to a clam, I'm gonna use part of Xeno's
> > > analogy anyway. Now imagine our little clam not only having an
> > > evasively
> > > prodding starfish to contend with, but also a big crab with sharp claws
> > > and a bunch of slithery stingrays jabbing at her with their acidy
> > > tendrils. No wonder she blew a gasket and dropped a bomb on all of
> > > them! Psychologically raped! Then a wonderful pod of dolphins arrived
> > > and told our little clam that her bomb was on target.
> >
> > I was not imagining you as a clam, specifically. I was imagining anyone in
> > Robin's grip as a clam, including myself. It was a generalised analogy
> > about how it feels to be faced with no escape. When a clam is attacked, it
> > clams up. When no threat, it can open up. This is why techniques such as
> > meditation, contemplation, and questioning everything tend to be more
> > effective in the long run, than having one's stuff ripped open forcefully.
> > When the time is ripe, one's dark stuff will flow like blood in a massacre
> > unaided by any external prod.
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> No escape from Robin's grip? Really? Did Robin's rip open your stuff
> forcefully? Did he cause your dark stuff to flow like blood in a massacre
> before it was ripe? What the hell are you talking about? Repeat after me: "I
> am the master of my destiny. Nobody fucks with me unless I allow it."
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