Waking Up by Wulfenstar

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Waking Up

POSTED BY: WULFENSTAR
UPDATED: Thursday, August 19, 2010 14:48
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Wednesday, August 18, 2010 1:02 PM

http://youtu.be/VUnGTXRxGHg

Its been quite a year.

I can't help but say that it seems like the American people are finally awakening.

And they arnt going to the "other party".. no. They are starting to think for themselves and judge things as they are. We are starting to realize that its all about doing the right thing for our country, for individuals,for personal freedom, for the adults and for the children as yet to be born.

Its a beautiful thing.

No Zoloft, or whatever else they want us to take, can stop folks from finally opening their eyes.

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Wednesday, August 18, 2010 1:18 PM

KWICKO

"We'll know our disinformation program is complete when everything the American public believes is false." -- William Casey, Reagan's presidential campaign manager & CIA Director (from first staff meeting in 1981)

You tend to project a lot, don't you? Just because you were too stoned to participate for the last decade, doesn't mean the rest of us were.

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Friday, May 28, 2010 - 20:32 To AnthonyT:
Go fuck yourself.
On this matter, make no mistake. I want you to go fuck yourself long and hard, as well as anyone who agrees with you. I got no use for you.

Friday, May 28, 2010 - 18:26 To President Obama:
Mr. President, you're a god damn, mother fucking liar.
Fuck you, you cock sucking community activist piece of shit.
... go fuck yourself, Mr. President.

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Wednesday, August 18, 2010 1:20 PM

CUDA77

Like woman, I am a mystery.

I'll say it again.

For all the hatred Wulf tends to profess for hippies, he sure does like to speak a lot in vague, flowery language like they do.

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Wednesday, August 18, 2010 1:53 PM

ANTHONYT

Freedom is Important because People are Important

Hello,

My father once sat down with me and had a frank discussion with me about drugs. He was expressing his philosophy on the matter to a child. However, instead of telling me to "Just Say No," he actually told me why he felt the way he does. His talk with me moved me more thoroughly than any government propaganda campaign or any story of the tragic victims of drug abuse.

"Son," he said to me, "Have you ever been angry?"

I admitted that I had, from time to time, been angry.

"Have you ever been so angry that you wanted to smash something, or hurt someone?"

I admitted, with some shame, that I had indeed been that angry.

"Sometimes in life," he explained, "you can get so angry that you might scare yourself with the thoughts you have."

I could see that this was so. Even in the Sixth grade, I had experienced some powerful emotions. I often wondered if other kids were able to feel things as thoroughly and staggeringly as I felt them.

"But you don't go around hurting people, do you," my Dad asked.

I shook my head.

"Why," he asked.

"Because it's wrong," I explained.

"You know it's wrong," he said, "and so you stop yourself?"

"Yeah," I replied.

"Have you ever been afraid," he asked me.

I nodded, "Sure. Lots of times."

"Have you ever been afraid, but you had to do stuff anyway, even though you were afraid," he asked.

I nodded again, slowly.

"How," he asked me.

I shrugged, "You just do," I said, "'Cause you have to."

"So you make yourself," he asked.

"Yeah," I said.

"It can be hard," he said, "making yourself do stuff, or making yourself stop."

I agreed. I'd often struggled with the control of my emotions and the restriction of my actions.

"Did you ever believe something that wasn't real," he asked me.

"Like Santa Claus," I asked, giving him an accusing look. A couple of years ago he'd taken me Snipe hunting, and ever since then I'd started to put certain things together. I still had a lingering sense of betrayal.

He looked at me, "Sometimes it's fun to imagine things, but you can tell the difference between what's real, and what's not, right?"

"Most of the time," I said. Even in the sixth grade, my imagination was a powerful force to be reckoned with. Still, I was pretty sure I could tell the difference between reality and the conjurings of my mind.

"Well," he said, "there's different kinds of drugs. Some drugs make it so you can't stop yourself from doing things. So if you're mad, and you want to hurt people... You just do. Or if you're scared, you might be too scared to do anything, or you might run away even if you don't want to. Because you can't stop yourself anymore."

I stared at him, wide eyed. My very good imagination started working out all the things I might do if I couldn't stop myself.

"There's other drugs that make it easier," he said. "They make you calm down. So it's easy to control yourself, because the drug helps."

This sounded pretty good to me.

"But the brain is like a muscle," he said, "and if you use drugs to make you calm all the time, you might forget how to do it without the drugs. So when you don't have the drugs, it might be like you were on the other kind. The kind that makes it so you can't stop yourself. Two opposite kinds of drugs, but the same danger."

I was surprised to learn that two opposite paths could lead to the same place. This was a seed of wisdom that would later grow. For now, though, I could see the sense of it. One made it so you didn't want to use your muscle. The other made it so you didn't know how anymore.

"And there's the third kind," he said, "the kind that makes it so you can't tell what's real, and what's not."

I thought about that. It actually sounded like it might be fun. "So you can imagine an ice-cream cone, and think you're eating one."

"Yes," my father agreed. "Or you could imagine spiders. Everywhere." He looked at me solemnly, "Can you always control what you're going to imagine? Can you make every thought come out the way you want?"

I shook my head, shivering a bit at the thought of thousands of spiders crawling all over my skin.

"So that's why I don't like drugs," my father told me, touching his temple. "I have enough trouble with my brain already. I don't need to make more problems for myself. To tell you the truth, Son, the thing that worries me most is not having control of myself." His eyes had a haunted look at that. Later, I would hear the story of the time he thought he'd seriously injured his brother during an argument that escalated to blows. It was the most agonizing moment of his life.

And so, that did it. I was never tempted to take drugs because I knew what a danger my mind could be if it was untethered. As a consequence of this philosophy, I never considered it a good idea to give drugs to people that affected their behavior unless they were utterly incapable of controlling themselves already.

It's not a perfect philosophy, and I'm sure there are Psychiatrists who will challenge my point of view.

In recent years, when I learned that my endocrine system had flushed itself down the toilet, I agonized over the decision to take hormone supplements to restore the normal balance. "What if," was constantly on my mind. In fact, it still is. Every once in a while, I will stop and think about what I've done or said, and compare it to my past behavior. "Am I still me," I'll ask myself. "Am I the me I was? The me I want to be?"

The answer is invariably 'No.' However, so far, I've found logical reasons for the evolution of my past into my present. Yet, like my father, the #1 terror of my nightmares continues to be... Me.

A Me without lines.

That's why I don't do drugs.

--Anthony

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Thursday, August 19, 2010 4:35 AM

KANEMAN

Quote:
Originally posted by Wulfenstar:
Its been quite a year.

I can't help but say that it seems like the American people are finally awakening.

And they arnt going to the "other party".. no. They are starting to think for themselves and judge things as they are. We are starting to realize that its all about doing the right thing for our country, for individuals,for personal freedom, for the adults and for the children as yet to be born.

Its a beautiful thing.

No Zoloft, or whatever else they want us to take, can stop folks from finally opening their eyes.

Man I can't wait for november. The libs have imploded....Well, actually they are just being liberals...the American people finally see them for what they are and are rejecting them all across this great nation. I have never been proud of my country as I am now

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Thursday, August 19, 2010 5:07 AM

NIKI2

Gettin' old, but still a hippie at heart...

Vague and flowery language, eh? Well, I'm an "aging hippie", do I talk like that? On the other hand, rereading what he wrote, yes he DOES sound like we did, and hopeful and convinced we were gonna change the world. Almost expect to hera him break into "Aquarius"! Maybe that has something to do with why he hates us so...?

Anthony, I'm glad your father made sense to you and you're content you didn't do drugs. I did, and I've got to say the only bad experiences I ever had were coming down off of speed, when I couldn't sleep.

I never experienced any of the things your dad described. I was never out of control, and I always knew what reality was, while I was able to thoroughly enjoy the hallucinations. Maybe that's partly because I would never drop acid; THAT I did feel the same way as what your father described. I'd never take anything that took away control. And I firmly believe in "moderation".

Yes, the drugs today are different and it's a lot more appropos to coke and stuff. But in our day, it was the psychedellics, speed and marijuana, and I never knew anyone harmed by any of them except speed, and that only if they got heavily into it. The only person I knew who was ever possibly harmed by LSD, luckily, was a friend who returned from 'Nam pretty screwed up, took dropped acid a lot and finally ended up just hitchhiking from our communal house to another town, then turning around and hitching back, all day, every day. Broke our hearts, but whether to blame the acid, the war, the war for causing the acid, or what, I don't know.

This is just to say I understand what your dad said and it has validity, but isn't the whole story.

Hippie Operative Nikovich Nikita Nicovna Talibani,
Contracted Agent of Veritas Oilspillus, code name “Nike”,
signing off

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Thursday, August 19, 2010 5:24 AM

DICKCHENEY

Quote:
Originally posted by kaneman:

I have never been proud of my country

Liberal.

Go Fuck Yourself!

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Thursday, August 19, 2010 5:40 AM

ANTHONYT

Freedom is Important because People are Important

"I understand what your dad said and it has validity, but isn't the whole story."

Hello,

I realize that mileage may vary, so I'd never choose for someone else.

It's why I want drugs legalized. Everyone should be able to choose for themselves.

--Anthony

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Thursday, August 19, 2010 10:02 AM

WULFENSTAR

http://youtu.be/VUnGTXRxGHg

Not to mention the benefits of ending the prohibition...

But that would mean that the government would allow people to think for themselves...

Can't have that.

After all, a free society is a dangerous one.

Who its dangerous towards... well, thats up for debate.

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Thursday, August 19, 2010 10:06 AM

NIKI2

Gettin' old, but still a hippie at heart...

Additionally, many are making money off the "war on drugs" and have no desire to see it change.

Hippie Operative Nikovich Nikita Nicovna Talibani,
Contracted Agent of Veritas Oilspillus, code name “Nike”,
signing off

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Thursday, August 19, 2010 1:24 PM

KWICKO

Quote:
Originally posted by Wulfenstar:

But that would mean that the government would allow people to think for themselves...

Even if it includes deciding where to put up a COMMUNITY CENTER for their neighborhood.

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Thursday, August 19, 2010 2:45 PM

NIKI2

Gettin' old, but still a hippie at heart...

Even if it includes deciding where to put up a COMMUNITY CENTER with a prayer room for their followers.

Hippie Operative Nikovich Nikita Nicovna Talibani,
Contracted Agent of Veritas Oilspillus, code name “Nike”,
signing off

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Thursday, August 19, 2010 2:48 PM

KWICKO

Fixed.

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